Meeting Prodigy

Hold On...

"Mom, can I go to my dad's house?" John came downstairs to ask me.

"Sure , Why not?"

"Plea---Wait really?"

"Yeah. It's not Like I DONT need help with anything, since I am pregnant and all."

"Okay mom. Thanks. He's coming to pick me up today."

"Why today?"

"Because I called him."

"WHAT?"

"I wanted to spend time with him."

UGGHHH!!! I hate when he does things last minute. It's annoying.

"Sure, go get your stuff."

John ran back upstairs excited and eager. I just sat on the couch watching American Horror story on Netflix eating Snickers ice cream.

~5 hours later~ ~8 pm~

I was just falling alseep when I felt something warm on my legs and feet. I was tired but I managed to sit up and look. It was just really wet. I didn't pay no mind to it. I just thought I must have been laying on the wrong side and peed. Pregnancy.

As soon as I went to get up and wash off, my phone ranged. It was Craig. I walked back to the bed to answer it.

YN- Hello

Craig- Hey, What you doing?

YN- Was sleeping, but I had to clean off.

Craig- Oh. Okay. Well we made it in Cali, and we will be at a hotel tonight.

YN- That's stupid.

Craig- Why? What's stupid?

YN- Because, why can't you com home with me.

Craig- Because we are not on that side of town.

YN- Oh, okay.

Craig- But we are a few minutes away.

YN- Okay.

Craig- Well goodnight. Call me if you need something.

YN- Will do. Love you.

Craig- Love you too. bye.

I hanged up the phone and a spiked pain came to my stomach. I tried to get off the bed but fell back lightly on the bed. I screamed in pain. It was little pricks at a time. I couldn't figure out what was wrong with me until I thought about it. My water broke.