The Bump

Chapter 17: Moving In

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Jayson and I finally bought our own small ranch house 3 bedrooms. But, the nursey will be one room and just an extra room for when the kids get older. We started moving in all our stuff but, I could only lift little boxes and start un-packing while Jayson's friend, Adam , helped carry in the beds and the big furniture. It killed me knowing I couldn't lift anything heavy. I always felt the little ones kick and I was so exicted but someties hey would kick to much and it would just kill me sometimes. It was harder and harder to get around every day I felt like an old lady because of the things I have not been able to do. Jayson has been my little maid for the past few weeks. I feel bad and that I have to make it up to him. It really sucks... I mean I would never wanna do that because lets face it I'm a lazy fuck. And, I hate people as it is. 

~Two Weeks Later~

  Jayson and I have been living in our little house for about two weeks now. Are relationship has gotten pretty serious in the past like 3 weeks. He is a total gentleman and we have already moved in together. And, he is so ready to be a dad. He kisses my stomach and he talks to my stomach he writes me little love letters which makes me fall in love with him more and more. Every time I see him I just smile because he is my sunshine in the life. The kids have been kicking pretty bad lately and sometimes I just wanna go jump of a cliff. Don't get me wrong I love my little babies but, sometimes they kick to hard.

"Baby boo, my stomach really hurts" I whine.

"Do we need to go to the hospital love?", he looks at me.

I groan in pain and fly forward grabbing my stomach, " I d-don't know..." I whisper to myself.

"We better get to the hospital before something happens. I have never been through this and your scaring me", Jayson said getting up holding his hand out for me to take.

"Okay... We can go to the hospital I guess." I said grabbing his hand slowly standing up. 

I was debating if I should call Steven or not but, I had no clue if the kids were coming or not and he probably wouldn't have cared anyways because we havent talked in over a month or two since the big fight and all that. We have no contact and I dont mind that because he was being a complete asshole to me and I dont deserve that. I just deserve Jayson and that's it. It was immature for him to do that with no purpose. So I just wanted to wait to see if I was in labor or not. I was nervous to acutally go in labor and all that. I mean I have never seen anything except in health class... O my god was that hell to se that I wonder if it feels that way too. I'm like really scared to do this. We quickly got in the car with Jayson helping me as he sped down the road.

"JAYSON SLOW DOWN" I screamed.

"Im sorry Im just really nervous! Okay!" He yelled back

"YELLING ISNT HELIPNG!!" I yelled in pain holding my stomach.

"Okay I'm sorry" Jayosn said in the mellow voice. 

"Shoot me. Shoot Me. Shoot Me. ITS KILLING ME IT HURTS LIKE SOMEONE IS FUCKING STABBING ME. MOTHER FUCKER!" I was screaming and yelling and cussing like no tomorrow. 

We had finally got to the hospital and Jayson quickly helped me to get the hospital. The staff got me a wheelchair and took me to the delivery room. I was sweating and groaning and screaming with all the pain I'm in I was squeezing Jayson;s hand really hand and I was surprised I haven't hurt him. They got me dressed in a gown and put me on the table.

I looked at Jayson straight in the eye, " You need to call Steven to tell him his kids are gonna be born any second now." 

Jayson nodded and quickly took my phone dialing Steven.