Omniscient
Trina grips her mother's hand as the gynecologist examines everything below the belt. Her mother wanted Trina to make sure the hospital didn't do anything wrong to obstruct a healthy and safe pregnancy.
When you see a threat of your daughter and grandchild, one will become worried and make sure everyone is safe in the process.
Meanwhile, Maxwell is with his older sister looking around for maternity clothes, along with safety devices. The threats did not stop, but only became worse. It does appear that the police are unaware of how to keep this dangerous girl away from Trina and Maxwell's growing family.
Maxwell and his temper got the best of him, causing him to damage his own hand. A few weeks of keeping his hand wrapped should do the trick.
Mario, the mysterious helper who's entered in their life has had no issue coming to check on the parents to be. Although he seems too helpful at times, the parents do appreciate everything he does. In some cases they wonder if he has a family of his own to help occupy him. Mario stays with Trina while Maxwell works or simply goes to the store.
Maxwell and Trina were lucky enough to find high enough paying jobs on the minimum wage spectrum. Trina at Target, earning 11.70 an hour, while Max is at Cotsco, bringing home 14 dollars an hour.
Who would've thought so much progress would have and have not been made in the span of a month and a half.
Trina's belly is growing at a rapid pace, almost alarming her. The surreal nature of the situation never fully leaves her mind. However, she is completely in awe of her belly. Standing at 3 months and 21 days her gynecologist is stunned at the growth of the baby as well.
Mariah, Trina's mom, has no worries. She has confirmed that Trina was a fast developer as well, therefore there shouldn't be panicking or stress.
On the other hand, Max hasn't stopped stressing. Making sure Trina is safe and happy. He forgets about his own health and needs. All until Trina or his mother forces him to relax and calm his nerves.
Maxwell
My sister looks around the diaper aisle again staring at me. "We don't need diapers yet Keisha" she ignores me putting some in the cart. Why look for my opinion if you're going to ignore it in the first place? I ask myself this almost everyday regarding her and my mom. I appreciate the support but then again this is also my child, meaning I want to make my own decisions.
Keisha rushes me to the toys and teething toys. The baby isn't even halfway here yet, why are we being so extreme? She has gradual stages before she even gets to teething. "Stop making the face little boy, I'm helping prep for my niece or nephew" nobody is listening to us say it's a girl. But whatever they say.
I nod semi listening. I want to see Trina, I'm sleepy and want her warmth near me. "Max! I said are you two having a baby shower" I nod thinking of the decorations she wants. "We want it to be smaller though, maybe just our siblings and parents, then Mario" Keisha looks at me shaking her head no. What's there to say no about?
She looks around at bibs and socks then turns to me. "Invite more people, they'll feel guilty and get the stuff on your registry, even if they don't come, that's how you guys can get more without spending more" I nod thanking her for her help. I don't know if Trina will want to extend invites to more people though, but perhaps she will. I'll have to see. "Max how many hours you been working a week?" I stare at her and shrug.
Keisha puts her hand on her hip shaking her head. "It depends Keisha, sometimes 42 sometimes 56" why am I being questioned so hard. I wasn't even sure she cared. She nods looking satisfied. "Do you want to get something else? We're about to leave" I shake my head heading to the check out.
"Max I'm paying, you need to keep that money saved" the determination in her voice says I can't convince her otherwise so I just go with it.
Mariah
After the appointment is over Trina pressures me into letting her drive home. And glad I did, she's a naturally good driver. I was not expecting that if I'm being honest. "Are you and Maxwell going to be over here? Or does he have to work today" she looks dazed and yawns. "He said he has to do stuff at his house first momma" I nod. "Can you clean up young lady? Pregnant or not you still have to keep up your chores"
She stares at me and crosses her arms. "Nadia don't want me to do chores right now" I put my hand on my hip pushing her towards the kitchen. "Don't put my grandchild into this, go clean the kitchen, go clean your room, sweep them stairs and then come back to me" She twists her face up huffing. I will have none of that.
"Pregnant or not you still have responsibilities besides work young lady, now do what I asked" she nods starting the dishes. Good.
Trina
I just want to sleep. Now I have to clean stuff I didn't even make dirty. I don't even be in the kitchen. I strictly made my room dirty. But whatever. I need max to hurry up and get over here. I miss him.
My mom busts my door open looking irritated. I didn't even do anything can she re enter my room? Acting extra for what? "I have to bail your brother out of jail, don't go anywhere"
Where will I go? I don't feel like driving. "Okay mom, have fun" she rolls her eyes slamming my door. Nobody told her to have that boy. I wonder who's their favorite now. I'm pregnant and he doesn't know how to stay out of jail. Oh well, they shouldn't have had a favorite child in the first place.
I look out my window, watching her leave. She's even driving angrily. I'm intrigued to know what he did now. But at the same time.. I don't care. Our doorbell rings a few times and I just know it has to be Maxwell. He rings it a certain amount of times each time. Which just happens to be nine.
Could you imagine someone ringing your doorbell nine times?? Let me get the door before he restarts the count. Sometimes he holds it for nine seconds, which I prefer. "Maxwell please stop ringing the bell" he smiles at me, kissing my cheek.
I blush hugging him. I missed my baby. "You look sleepy, wanna nap?" I fall in love with him every Time he talks. I shake my head taking him up to my room.
Max lays in my bed shifting. "Looks like your mom made you clean up" I flick his goofy ass, why would he say that. He pulls me into him kissing my face. "Stop being an angry bean" I blush pushing away from him, he knows I can't stay mad at him.
It's some sort of sorcery, I be mad at everyone. When it comes to him...I just can't be angry and closed off. I found out I fell in love with him really quickly, even though it was fast, I didn't know how to comprehend my emotions and almost shut him out of my life.
I'm so happy I didn't. We even went through a period of time we were just friends and tried to mess with other people, needless to say it did not work. The boy I went to...quite different from Maxwell.
When Max tried messing with a different girl he never appeared to be happy. Which says a lot, he's very good at hiding his emotions. At first I thought he didn't even like me, I had to learn about his past and why he closes himself from the people around him.
I hated myself for talking to someone other than Maxwell, I wasn't even happy. Nothing felt the same, it felt forced and the sole purpose was to distract me from the pain I felt after Max and I stopped doing the dating thing.
Attaching myself to him was so easy, removing the attachment was impossible, I kept him in my life hoping we would work out in the future, once I noticed I longed for Max and lost interest in the new person I was talking to, I just had to tell him my feelings.
That person didn't deserve to know me as well as he did, everything I told him was used against me, it was so bad being with him, I just tell myself it was consequence for not trying harder with Max.
But maybe the break we took from each other was beneficial. Our bond and connection was never as strong as it is now, My love grew stronger when he told me he still loved me and wanted me back as much as I wanted him. I was anxious when I told Max I had the feelings for him. Now look at us, parents to be.
Everything that is meant to work out will, that's what I have to remind myself. It keeps me level headed. I really hope Max and I get to marriage. My biggest fear is him falling out of love with me because of my flaws.
He tells me he loves every part of me, and all flaws. But it's hard to think he'll love me the way he says he will. I don't know why I can't just accept his honest love, he's such a great man and we're only teenagers.
Who Knew little old me would find herself in love.