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Olivia's pov
We didn't go to St Mungo's, I was too scared of the attention we would get from people since we have not been seen in a while. It felt weird, a smell of medicine was all over the grounds of the place, and kids crying on the corner
Nurses running around the rooms with charts and patients. Both of us sat quietly, waiting for my name to be announced
"I need water, I'll be back" he squeezed my thigh leaving me, to get a drink
"Olivia Riddle" I heard my name, still was not used to people call me by Riddle
Mattheos pov
I walked into a room, the first thing I noticed was walls, a bunch of stickers and pictures were all over, but then I noticed a lady sitting in a white coat, and pressing a remote looking thing into Olivia's stomach
I saw her twitch a bit when a green-clear substance was poured into her stomach and moved around with that remote-looking thing. She noticed me, standing on the doorway of the room, looking around and in silence
"Congratulations it's a boy" I heard a lady say to Olivia, as she looked back at me, with tears in her eyes, but they were happy tears
I felt my breathing calm down, I was nervous for some reason, not sure why. I stepped inside of the room, standing beside Olivia's bed, holding on to her shoulder, and staring at a screen, a lady was pointing at and showing the baby's body parts
"He looks completely fine, in a perfect spot and a strong heartbeat for only being 3months, cogra-" and she stopped talking, pouring more gel onto Olivia's stomach and concentrating on a screen again
"is something wrong" Olivia looked at me with her worried eyes, it felt not real, to process all of it but my thoughts faded away as I heard the doctor's voice again
"Miss Riddle do you have any genetic genes of any of your family members having twins" she looked at us, and took a piece of napkin, wiping the gel off her stomach
I just noticed, she didn't look the same anymore, her stomach looked bigger but still cute, I never noticed that but it looked quite adorable I'll say
She shakes her head in response to the question, looking confused
"one of your fertilized eggs split and developed into two babies with the same genetic information, seems like both will be sharing the mutual DNA, and the father for both babies is the same, congratulations it's a boy and a girl," the doctor says, peeling off her gloves and throwing them in the garbage can
"It's a lot to process so I'll give you some time to thinking about your options before I get the documents for the future," she says
"The babies are 3 months old, not too late for an abortion but, I believe it would be really difficult and risky for the mother and for the fetus, to get rid of the first twin. So I would no recommend abortion as an option. But there's are many other choices, like giving up for adoption, some families are not able to make miracles like this. Or you could raise it on your own" she smiled at us leaving the room
"if this is a moment you are going to tell me, you can't be with me and raise them with me, please leave because I'm keeping them" I heard her tell me, she moved a little making space for to sit, as she shit up covering her stomach with her shirt
"We are in this together, you can't get rid of that easily you know" I felt her arm grab my hand, pulling me close for a kiss
"I know" I felt her smile between the kiss, giggling a little about the whole situation
"would you like an ultrasound picture" I heard the doctor behind me say, "the nurse can get you one real fast, seems like you will be keeping it, after all, I'll get the documents while she gets the pictures," the doctor said as another nurse in pink scrubs walked in
"This is going to feel cold" I took a step back, looking at every movement the nurse took, and then she gave me the first picture
On top of a small photo she marked "boy" and I saw the same baby boy growing up, from the screen. I froze for a minute, feeling slight tears form up and roll down my cheeks, but I wiped them away with my thumb
-LOOK AT MY HUSBAND^
-I'm such a whore for him🏃🏽♂️🏃🏽♂️😣
I can't be like my father, I can't let anything happen to Olivia, the girl I fell in love with the first day I saw her a glimpse of her smile in lunch, I won't be able to live with myself if I lost her, well not 3 of them
I looked down at the picture, seeing a curvy head on the photo and a small body, still forming and then I just pictured everything, my whole life in the future with them. Olivia handed me the second photo marked with "girl" on top of the picture
I saw both of them running around the whole house full of giggles, and Alvin chasing after them. I saw Olivia herself sitting with me, looking back at kids play, jump, sing and the whole house filled with laughs and smiles. I saw my son look like me, with his curly hair from the back and the same smile I had when I was a kid, but the girl looked like Olivia, her pale skin, perfectly brown hair falling all on her face, her dark eyes full of lush and love, and her puffy lips, the color of raspberries and the baby girl looked exact a small copy of her mother but her face was painted all over with markers and her hair was in small ponytails. Both of them would be warm-hearted, joyful, loved, mesmerizing, and angelic like Olivia, probably a mixture of mine and Olivia's height and with some defined futures of me
- twins yes.
I stare down at the pictures, taking too long to process. I always wanted a kid, not just with anyone just with her. The moment Draco introduced us, I instantly felt something about her, wanting to have my cold hands around her throat, her pure eyes filled with desires and innocence looking down at me, wanting her pretty mouth around me and her pretty moans, hearing them right beside my neck, making me need her more. Her pale, smooth skin, on top of mine, hugging me close enough every night and her rosy cheeks whenever she would get embarrassed, drove me crazy
I was always difficult to talk to, never let anyone in not wanting to give anyone a shot to express my feelings. I realized I fell for her, that night when she was on drugs, barely feeling her heartbeat and knowing I can't lose her right now, not before feeling her presence around me, her smile every-time she sees me. Her thighs perfectly curved, showing her off hips, along the waist I always wished to get a hold of and her perfect breasts, wanting me to feel every piece of skin and wanting to feel her thighs with his hands, looking at her lustfully whenever I saw her
I promised her a world, wanting a future with her. Overwhelmed with many thoughts I was still staring at the pictures, but I looked up to Olivia do the same, look at the pictures, still admiring them
"the vitamins will be on the first floor, where you could pick them up from the front office" I heard the nurse say leaving us alone in the room
-two kids . For a reason 😌
Olivia's pov
As soon as I walked in, Alvin jumped on my legs, out of excitement licking my pants, the house was peaceful and quiet, soon enough there would be tons of toys around the house and the house filled with laughs and cries
I stood in the mirror, right around the corner of our bedroom, looking at my stomach from Mattheo's, well now mine rolled up sweater. I can't believe I'm going to become a mother of a child, not even one but two, it's doubled responsibilities, it's two babies at the same time. Probably two identical pair of twins, growing in my stomach, becoming bigger each day more and more, nothing serious
I was terrified, wanting to forget all of my thoughts about war and school, just wanting to be with him till death tears us apart. I look back down at my stomach, not showing to much, but a little bump looking like I ate too much
I tilt my head looking at the mirror from the side, I thought I was ready, promising myself I can pull myself together, and start a new chapter of my life with him, I was going to have a son and a daughter with the person I loved the most
Making me go through a roller coaster of emotions, millions of ups and downs but still letting me realize I desperately want to be with him and only him. There was no such a thing as a family bond or a love coming from my previous parents or even Malfoys. Lucius is rotting in Azkaban, and Narcissa is probably hating me for what happened to Bellatrix, which was not my fault. This leaves me to Draco, as much as I love him, I still feel guilty for leaving him all alone but I can't change it
Speaking of Mattheo, I notice him walk back into the bedroom, seeing his reflection, standing on the doorway, playing nervously with his fingers again, I turn around, rolling down my sweater looking back at him
"I was thinking about the room, for the future" he peeks back at me, slightly smiling, and looking down at his shoes, while Alvin is messing around with his shoes, and I start crying, not being able to keep my emotions in
"Hey hey don't cry" he whispers, sitting down on the bed, and making a place for me to sit down, "look I'm here" his hand rests on my cheek
I didn't know why I was crying, I was not upset or sad I just didn't know how to express my emotions,
"I love you," I tell him
"I love you more" his head dips down into my shoulder holding me still, "please don't cry" he whispers kissing my shoulder as a slight smile leaves my lips
I mumble okay, wiping the tears away with my thumb as he nods in response, I stay buried into his shirt, enough to feel comfort and his heartbeat beating fast
Mattheo's pov
3 months left, before she's due, she started showing completely 2 weeks after the first appointment. Both of the babies were small, so her stomach for 6months didn't look like a big watermelon.
She spent her time crying, being so emotional and her mood swings would be the death of me, she either would yell at me or try to fuck me whenever she had a chance too
I tried to help her with whatever I could, around the house, Alvin, and anything else, but then she would break down into sobs, yelling at me for not letting her do it herself
She started crying when couldn't fit into her jeans the first month she had a bump, but Olivia ripped them apart and burned them out of anger, since then I was so scared she would burn me too
Sometimes she's sweet, letting me be around her, or even cuddled up to her, but mostly around the day, I would be terrified of her, not even being able to look straight into her eyes
And her hormones are all over the place, she would try to seduce me in every way possible, but I didn't want to give in, to hurt either baby and then she would get mad and take it as an offense for me not wanting to be with her since she had 2 kids inside of her. I would have to explain to her, it's not that but I'm just not simply in the mood but I still love her, and she would stop talking to me for the rest of the day
However I would feel bad after all, I couldn't possibly put myself in her shoes, so I wouldn't know how she feels right now, I would try to keep giving her healthy food to eat, for nutrients, and herself as well but it would end up with screaming and crying
She was uncomfortable in her skin, not being able to sleep at night, moving from one side to another, or sitting downstairs the whole night not being able to fall asleep. Her cravings for weird things and her taste were completely gone, she would not want to eat her favorite food, and her lunchtime would be after midnight. Her nausea and constant morning sickness made her weak
A few days ago I asked her about baby names, just wanting to talk about the topic, but instead, she teared up and yelled at me for not being ready to give them birth
It was around 8 o'clock and Olivia was sitting on the other side of the couch, on one hand eating watermelons, since the season was going to end soon, and on the other playing with Alvin. Not to mention Alvin got huge, he was almost half of me when he was trying to stand up on his paws
I, on the other hand, was sitting on an armchair right on the opposite side of the room, reading a big book, and holding it over my face so she would not see me, looking at her some time to time to make sure she was alright. Was I terrified of her? Honestly yes
"I know you are staring" I heard her say, still not looking at me, just knowing I'm dead
"you know to read a book, you need to read words, not look at them upside down" she stood up and snatched it from me, not letting me read. She was in MY sweatpants, promising she would give them back and MY shirt, once it was oversized on her, barely falling to her mid-thighs, but now the bump was preoccupying space
And it was silent again, I was looking at her, while she was playing with Alvin around the house, giving me death stares from time to time
"can you be closer to me for once," she said softly this time, thinking she calmed down and was more relaxed, I sat next to her on the couch, still scared to get any closer
She scoots closer to me, laying her head on my thighs, on her side, shutting her eyes, with a blanket on top of her. I placed my hand on her stomach, gently not trying to do sudden movements so she won't murder me and I felt a pressure in her stomach
Oh my god, what was that?
Is she in pain?
I moved my hand away and pressed it back feeling it again, not on other sides but just in that area, making me widen my eyes and look down at her Olivia
"do you feel that," I ask her as she nodded in response and sat up, I moved my hand away, as she placed her in the same place, in silence waiting for the pressure
Wait. It was not pressure
"it's just the baby kicking" I heard her say, placing her hand on her other side of the bump and smiling slightly, "and this one too" she grabbed my hand placing it on the other side
"OH MY GOD it's the babies kicking" she felt another kick on the specific area, which she was surprised
Oh, it's just a baby kicking I thought to myself.
wait.
WHAT.
"That's - that's amazing Olivia" I left a slight chuckle, squeezing her thigh and laughing slightly, at her amused face
"give me your hand you idiot" she gave me a death stare again, grabbing my hand, that was 2 times the size of hers, and covering a good amount of her stomach, and placing it at the exact spot the first baby was kicking
And there it was, kicked right where my hand was, making my eyes widen in shock, feeling a smile curl up on my lips
"now give me your another hand" she places is on the other side of the bump, and I felt the second baby kick, this one kicked stronger, felt the feet kick right under my palms, making Olivia giggle in response
We sat there quietly, waiting for more movements, hoping for them to do it again, but it stopped, her stomach calmed down
"what do you think about their names" she scoots closer to me closer, for the first time in a while, resting her head on my shoulder in silence. She finally wanted to talk, and I was ready
"well I was thinking Francis or Silas, for the baby boy" I heard her say, and finally wanting to talk about this, I like Silas for some reason
"and for the girl, I was thinking Amelia or Harper" she continued as I shook my head
"I don't want our kid to be named Harper," I say, wrapping my arm around her
"I was thinking Esmeralda or Audrey" I glanced back at her, I made a long list, crossing over names that were the most basic, I like Esmeralda, for some reason I thought it would fit the baby perfectly, especially by her appearance. There was no way she would turn out blonde or something, but she would've probably had dark hair like both of us, maybe slight curls or wavy hair, and medium-dark color eyes fitting her flawlessly, and looking like her mother.
perfect
"I like Esmeralda, we could call her Esme while she grows up" I hear her say, and I miss her side of the head in response,
" you know Francis or Silas is still debatable, both of them sound interesting," I tell her
-NOT SURE ABT THE NAMES BUT FOR NOW LETS SAY THOSE
And now I was terrified because she let me go, sitting up on the couch glaring at me
"so you are trying to tell me, you want more kids?" She snaps back at me, I just meant the names not even talking about other kids
"I-" and I was cut off
"you don't carry them for 9 months! No kids after them!" She mumbles looming at me as I nod
"I didn't mean in that way, I would never pressure you," I tell her
"OH SO NOW you don't want to have any other kids with me in the future? ARE you falling out of love with me" I look at her, she was tearing up, her skin was glowing, her puffy lips showing, and the smell of watermelon was in the air
"don't be stupid, I love you and you know that" I lean in to kiss her lips, and they tasted exactly like watermelon
"you better" she wrapped her arm my neck, kissing me back, "now can you fuck me please" I pull back, eyes widened knowing there's about to be another cry session if I say no
"darling I don't want to hurt-" I was cut off again before I could finish
"don't want to hurt me, bla bla bla, you used that as an excuse all the time, did you cut off your dick or something" she covers her stomach with a soft and cozy blanket
"My dick is fine if you wondered" I take a peek back at her, as she grinned back at me
"for god's sake, maybe over 6 months it disappeared or something, how would I know if you don't let me get in your pants" she mumbles back, with a sad face
"I don't want to hurt them or you"
"ill be fine Mattheo, I promise" she gives a small kss
"did the doctor say-" I was cut off again, she already knew all the questions I would ask and the answers for them
"she said If it's not regularly then we have nothing to worry about" she pushed the blanket off herself, leaning in to kiss me
"how about if I just kiss you for now" I whine, not wanting her to be in pain the next day or anything, but then she is already on top of me, literally grinding against me, definitely caught me off guard
"but you kiss me every night," she says connecting our lips again, and hand slide gently against her waist
"I know but" I kiss her back, wanting her soft lips connected to mine
"baby please" she pleads, moving her fingertips beneath my shirt
"it's already getting late" I look at my wrist pretending I have a watch
"you don't have a watch" she slaps my hand away, resting her forehead on mine
"I promise tomorrow," I tell her, holding her for extra support from the back
"if you don't I'm going to cut off your dick since it seems to have no use anymore," she says, getting off the top of me, "I'm going to sleep" and she leaves the room leaving me alone
-HAVE A GOOD DAY:)
- I moved a time line a bit since for now I'm just writing abt Olivia and Mattheo but I promise it gets better and a big roller coaster is coming up
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