3 months

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I was three months pregnant. I was scared. I was having twins.
Donna ordered pizza. Kayden came over. We were picking out names today.
"KAYDEN TAKE OFF YOUR SHOES" Donna yelled at Kayen and I couldn't stop laughing.
"Okay, okay geez lady" he was so childish sometimes.
"Kayden I love you" We kissed
"Get a room"
"Donna!"
We were all laughing and I've never been so happy.
"Okay how about Annie and Jamie"
Kayden passed the notebook to me
"I like Jamie, what about Zena and Jamie if there girls?"
Donna got the notebook.
"I like Micheal after your dad if ones a boy."
"What about Kayden Jr.?"
"Nope"
"I like Eli"
"So Eli and Michael for boys, Zena and Jamie for girls, and for both Michael and Jamie."
I have time in case I want to change the names.
Frank was now in prison. My life was a wreak. Little moments like this made it worth while. I don't know what I'm going to do when it comes to the shopping part. Maybe I should find out the genders of my babies.
"Ri stop worrying about everything, our babies are fine."
I'm glad that Kayden wants to help but he's throwing his life away.
I know I could have adopted them out. But I'd rather do this. Raise them myself.
I'm on the last month of my first trimester. I've dropped out of school and I'm taking online classes. Kayden switched schools to be closer to my house.
What if the babies have medical problems?
I should stop worrying
But what if?
The voices in my head argued.

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