Chapter 10

A/N =) I'm back! Yay! I have never been through a pregnancy (except for when it was me in the womb), so I will be skipping throughout most of the pregnancy. Sry if you wanted to read about it!

I dedicate this chap to my mother. Love you mum!

MPOV

3 months later

I leaned over the toilet and threw up again. It was the ninth time this morning and it was only 10 am.

I flushed and wiped my mouth. Angel walked in and murmured,

"Max? Are you okay?"

No. I thought, shaking my head. How could I possibly be alright? I was pregnant with twins who were hell bent on making me throw up everything I ate and kicking the shit outta me. From the inside out!

"Do you want me to get Fang?" Angel tried again.

"No," I croaked out. I brushed my teeth and walked with Angel down to the kitchen.

I grabbed a glass and filled it with water, sipping it as I sat down.

"Hey Max?" Ella asked, coming up behind me.

"Yeah Ell?"

"I was thinking . . . do you and Fang know what the baby is going to be yet?" hope was in her voice.

I smirked. We told them that we didn't know.

"No. We don't. Why?"

"Because I thought of some names for the baby," she sat down next to me.

"Well then. Tell me,"

"Well, I was thinking that you could name it Jaqueline if it is a girl and Brent if it is a boy." She smiled.

"Well thank you. But – "

"We have already decided on a name. Thanks anyway Ella," Fang said coming into the room.

Ella turned to look at him. I saw the sadness on her face, but it was quickly replaced with a smile of happiness.

"Okay! So what are the names that you chose out?" she asked us.

Fang and I shared a look and told her.

"Fayleine if it is a girl and Jace if it is a boy," I told her.

Little does she know, but we are having both! I thought.

"Well they sound cool," she smiled.

Iggy came into the room and said, "Ella, we need to go now."

"Okay," we stood up and she hugged me good bye when we reached the front door.

"I'll talk to you tomorrow, okay?" Ella called out when she was getting in the car.

"Okay!" I called back.

I watched them as they drove away, but as soon as they were out of sight, I felt the urge to vomit again.

"Oh, débauché de mère! (Oh, mother fucker!)" I yelled, running to the bathroom.

I leaned over the toilet and threw up once again. Fang rushed in after me and held my hair back.

I finished and wiped my mouth.

"I can't wait till the nine months are up," I moaned.

Fang just nodded his head. He had learned pretty early on that when pregnant women get angry, you don't want to be on the receiving end.

"Do you want something to drink?" he asked.

"Yes please. I need to wash the taste out."

He walked out of the bathroom and I brushed my teeth.

"Here," Fang said, coming back into the bathroom and handing me the water.

I took it and gulped it down.

"Thanks," I walked back out to the kitchen and put the glass in the sink.

Dr M walked in after us and said, "Okay, Max, we need to go shopping. Now."

Oh no. I'm in trouble now, "Uhh, no thanks, I don't need to. I'd rather rest and stay around the house."

She gave me a stern look and practically growled, "Get. In. The. Car. Now!"

I kissed Fang on the cheek and ran out the door and into the car. Mom wasn't an angry sort of person, but when she got mad, you didn't want to be in her pathway.

She said bye to Fang, got in the car and we were on our way.

Okay, sorry for the short chapter! But I have been swamped with homework and the pressure of writing my other fanfics.

If you have any ideas, please review and tell me cause I am practically out of my own and I am not good at writing about pregnancies because I have never been through one like I said above. I am hoping that I will get better at it.

Also, we need at least 15 reviews pls! I don't know what will happen if we don't . . . . .