The Bad Boy's Girl (COMPLETE)

Twin Training

          I climb out of the covers, face to face with the kitchen and the love-seat in front of me.. I slept on the couch. Well, I was way too tired and my stomach hurt too much to go upstairs anyway.

     But I have to go upstairs to fetch all my stuff, and brush my teeth as well. I heave myself up reluctantly, sighing in the process, making my way upstairs on my tippy toes so no one wakes up. The grand, beige clock ticks 10:00 AM, exactly. I make my way to my room, brush my long and outgrown looking hair, and change into a light beige coloured maternity dress with a brown palazzo. Normally, if I was going out, I would grab a trendy, slim belt with designer flats and a jewelled Van Heusan necklace, and a cute scarf with a Coach purse and matching tights, but right now, it's just me and my family.

     I realize how spoiled I've become when I've lived with one of the richest businessman's son around. My casual clothing has to be at least from Guess or Tommy Hilfiger, and my sleepwear from Victoria's Secret or a branded lingerie store. My fancy clothes...sigh, don't even get started on those. Amir spoils me heavily. Well, he used to whenever he needed to win his way out of an argument, even though he did know that I wouldn't be happy and satisfied with him unless he apologizes himself. He's come to learn that fact.

      I chuckle darkly. He used to think that he was the lord of universes, and buying himself out of trouble could work with me. But I wasn't there for the money or the luxurious jewelry. I was only there to change him, to help him, to create and shape a path for me and him that would suit us best. I sacrificed my own happiness for his comfort, and found myself loving him unconditionally in the process.

    I shake my head at the thoughts I've been lost in, and wash my face, also brushing my teeth.

   I spot nobody in sight that is awake, not a breathing soul as I make my way downstairs for breakfast, missing Mina's deliciously buttery and fluffy scrambled eggs and toast with tea dearly.

         See, I have been spoiled!

       But those days are long gone.

   I then make myself a buttered bread and slip a cake piece of loaf cake, and a tall, clear glass of milk in front of me. I also grab some fruits like apples and strawberries on my plate, remembering Mina's scolding face as she told me to eat properly before Amir came and scared her off from even looking at me anymore. She thinks I'm like Amir. Powerful and wealthy. I may be both, being a rich man's wife, but I don't intend to show any of these traits off.

     After eating my small yet nutritious breakfast, I'm ready to go and do whatever I need to do for the day.

      I just then start panicking. I'm having a baby in like three weeks, and I don't even know how to care for one! Two, in this case! Like I do, but parenting classes would be best, because handling two kids at once? It seems way too much. I can't even handle Anas and Noor at times, and they're actually tame kids. New borns don't know anything, obviously.

   Thankfully, just then, Umma and Baba walk in, Baba behind my mother, breathing heavily and slightly limping, who collapsed into the sofa with a heavy sigh. Walking down the stairs even these days leaves him breathless these days.

    "Asalam O Alaikum, Annie." Baba greets, and Umma nods in agreement.

    "Wa Laikum Asalam, Umma, Baba." I go to hug my father gently, and then limp over to the kitchen were I kiss Umma's soft cheek.

   "Umma.. Baba, I was thinking, like I should take parenting classes for babies, as in how to hold them, and stuff like that.. You know what I mean?" They nod as fast as they can.