Chapter 23

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Kellin's P.O.V.

The next morning, I woke up to an empty bed and someone throwing up in the toilet. I got up out of bed, knowing exactly who it is, and went into our bathroom. Vic was on his knees at the toilet throwing up and groaning.

"You okay babe?" I asked, going over to him, kneeling down next to him and moving his hair off his face.

"No." He groaned, before emptying the contents of his stomach into the toilet.

I rubbed my hand round in circles on his back and holding his hair back as he continued to throw up in the toilet. Once he was finished throwing up, I helped him up and got him cleaned up, before we went back into our room, where he just flopped down onto the bed and groaned, covering his eyes with his arm.

"Ugh, it's too fucking bright in here." He whined. "Please do something about it Kellin."

"Sorry baby, I can't control the sun." I said. "But I'll fix up the curtains." I then went over to the curtains and closed them. Guess we forgot to close them last night. "That better?" I asked, coming back over to him and sitting on the bed next to him, and softly running my fingers through his hair.

"Sorta." He said. "But my head is pounding!" He whined. "Fuck, how much did I have to drink last night?"

"Well, you had quite a bit." I said. "Maybe more than the other guys. You didn't remember who the guys were and that you were in a band."

He then groaned. "Oh, so I'm an idiot drunk. Great." He said. "I thought I was a clingy drunk."

"Well, I think you're both." I chuckled. "You were a bit clingy last night when I was trying to get to sleep."

"Hey, can you get me something for this fucking headache?" He asked, while grabbing my pillow and shoving it over his face.

"Sure hun." I said. "Wait there."

"I'm not going anywhere." I could only just hear him say, as I walked out of the room and downstairs into the kitchen.

As I got into the kitchen, I had to sit down on one of the chairs as the twins started kicking roughly. "Babies. Please stop." I whined. "You're hurting mommy."

I started rubbing a hand round my stomach to try and get them to calm down, but they wouldn't stop kicking, or calm down.

I then felt bile rise up in my throat, and I ran as fast as I could manage into the bathroom, and threw up into the toilet bowl. After I finished throwing up, I leaned up against the wall with my arms wrapped round my stomach. The twins continued to kick inside me, and I choked out a sob. I didn't think this pregnancy would be this hard. But the more into it I get, the more it's starting to take it's toll on me. Especially since I'm having twins.

I then looked over towards the door, as someone started knocking on it. "Kellin? You okay?" I heard Vic's voice on the other side of the door. His voice was slightly raspy from his hangover.

"No." I choked out, clutching my stomach as the twins kept kicking roughly.

I stayed leaning against the wall as Vic opened up the bathroom door and walked over to me. He sat down next to me and wrapped his arms around me, bringing me closer to him.

"What's wrong Kellin?" He asked softly, as he ran his hands up and down my sides.

"Twins won't stop kicking." I whimpered, as I leaned into him.

He then placed his hands on my stomach and rubbed them round my baby bump soothingly. "I can tell these two are going to be little troublemakers." He said, as he kept rubbing his hands round my stomach.

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