After uploading the last chapter, I bagan writting chapter 9... and couldn't stop.
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Disclaimer: Yeah... still don't own DP. It belongs to Kelly Armstrong... and forever will!
Chapter 9: Morning Sickness & Yoga
So Aunt Lauren called me downstairs to give me some kind of prenadle vitamins. Yup, thats right. Killing the mood just to give me meds.
I so wanted to send zombies after her in her sleep, but Tori talked me out of it saying I'd regret it later.
It was late, so I took the pills with some water and headed up to bed. Simon stayed up a bit longer with Derek, getting him ready for some job interview for tomorrow.
As soon as my head hit my pillow I was out like a light. All I remember was crawling into bed and then the beeping sound from my alarm clock.
Hitting Beasts' blue head, it stopped. I layed in bed for a few minutes untill I felt a sharp cramping pain in my stomach. Then it started to rise to my throat and I knew I was going to be sick. I threw the covers off myself and ran to my door. Pulling my door open and sprinting to the bathroom as fast as I could.
I pushed the bathroom door open with a loud bang, not even bothering to shut the door behind me.
I fell over the toilet and vomitted up my insides. Made it just in time. I hated throwing up but on the bright side atleast I wouldn't have to clean it off the hallway floor.
I kept my hair out of the way with one hand and gripped the side of the toilet with the other.
Out of nowhere, something moved the hand that was holding back my hair and lifted my hair up off my neck, making it easier to lean forward without hair droping into the puke full toilet. I moved my now free hand to grip the other side of the toilet.
Something, another strong hand, started rubbing my back up and down.
It had to be Derek. Derek's large hands. Derek was holding up my hair, rubbing my back, and listening to me throw up.
I wanted to hide from embarassment, but I couldn't move. I was still hacking up my guts.
So attractive. God, this really sucked.
After a few minutes I was resting my forehead on the toilet seat, trying to steady my breathing. I sat there for another minute untill I was sure nothing more would come up. Then I sat back, trying to get away from the desgusting smell of vomit. Derek let go of my hair and leaned over to flush the toilet.
"Want some water?" He asked, I nodded. He got up and filled a paper cup up with water from the sink and handed it to me.
After I downed the cup and gasped for air, I could feel my throat burning.
"Better?" He moved to help me stand. I nodded again.
"My throat..." I rasped.
"Want some chicken broth?"
"Y-yeah..." I felt weak from all the puking and Derek became my crutch as we walked downstairs.
I sat at the kitchen table, "S-sorry..."
Derek turned from the stove, "Don't even go there."
"B-but... I w-woke you up-"
"How many times have I woken you up from Changing?" He asked, raising a dark eyebrow.
I shrugged, "... Alot."
He nodded, "When I was first changing... what did I do?"
"Mmm..."
"Exactly. So don't even worry about, just sit there and look cute." He smirked and went back to making the chicken broth.
Just then I felt another cramping pain in my lower stomach and moaned.
"Chloe?" Derek asked. I couldn't respond, only moan.
"Do you have to throw up again?"
I shook my head, no. Ugh, these cramps were killing me.
"Here." Derek handed me some Tylonal Extra Strength and a glass of water. "Take this and wait for it to kick in."
I nodded and took it, "How-?"
"Lauren gave me this... it helps when Changing." He shrugged.
"Oh... T-thanks."
"If you feel any pain or are uncomfortable... I want you to tell me." He said a bit shyly.
I couldn't help but smile, "Okay."
"Ahem, well, broth is done." He turned and began to ladel the broth into a bowl. He sat the bowl infront of me.
It was a liquidy yellow colour. Almost clear. Steam came from it and it smelt like chicken.
I sipped a few spoon fulls and soon my throat didn't hurt anymore.
Derek was sitting across the table from me eating a banana. Actually, his third banana. Two peels laying on the table infront of him.
I shook my head and smiled. Same old Derek.
"What? What are you smiling about?" Derek asked, clearly he can't read minds.
"I can't smile?"
"No, but... nevermind." He shrugged and dropped it.
"Don't you have a interview today?" I asked.
He nodded, "Yeah, at noon."
I looked towards the clock on the microwave. It was 8:00am.
"Ah, do you think you'll be alright?" His face full of concern.
I nodded, "I'll be fine! I'm going to a yoga class with Tori today."
Derek blinked a few times," ... Yoga?"
"Mhmm! A yoga class for pregnant women, it looks fun!" I grinned. The ad had a handfull of happy soon-to-be mommies on it.
"Your... gonna do yoga?"
"Hey, its a yoga class designed for expecting mothers, so its not bad and you can't say squat about it!"
"No, thats not it... You. Doing yoga..." Derek shook his head.
"Hey, what? What?" What the hell?
Then Derek looked at me and smirked, "Will you being wearing spandex?"
Yes, he just said that. That pervy little-,"M-maybe..." I blushed.
"Hmm... When you get home. Don't change your clothes." He continued to smirk, his eyes burning with hunger.
I swear I've never blushed so hard. "D-Derek! Jeez, your so..." I shook my head, trying to get rid of my blush.
"I'm so what?" He raised an eyebrow. My head shake wasn't working.
Derek stood and walked around the table. He bent infront of me and kissed me hard.
I didn't hesitate, blush or no blush, I was always open to a Derek kiss. I kissed him back, matching his lust. He growled under my lips.
Then he suddenly pulled away and leaned to whisper in my ear, "Later."
Then he brought his thumb up to my mouth, my lips were swollen from our kiss but that wasn't why Derek touched my mouth. He moved back his thumb. It was wet. That's when I realized I had drooled.
He brought his thumb up to hs mouth and licked it. My eyes widdened in shock.
He winked, "I got to go get ready, see you after your yoga class." With that he left the room.
I felt like a anime character, my eyes huge. Then I heard laughing.
Tori entered the room in hysterical laughter, "Now I know how you got knocked up!" she continued to laugh untill tears formed in her eyes and she had to wipe them away.
I rolled my eyes, "Yeah, yeah. Okay, ya done laughing?"
"Hahaha! Ya! Haha! Give me a sec! Haha! Ha! Haha! Oh dear god... Haha! Oh... Hm." Then she sighed happily. "Kay, done."
I sighed, "Its really not that funny."
"Yes, yes it is. You can't say no to the boy and thats what probably got you into this mess." She was smiling from ear to ear.
"W-whatever." I couldn't think of a good come back.
Tori poured herself a glass of chocolate milk, "So we leave at 11:00 for our yoga class. I wanna get there early so we look like dedicated students and not stupid teenagers."
"I already look like a stupid teenager." I scowled.
"That's why I want to get there early! and by the way, scowling is so not sexy on you." She finished her milk.
I rolled my eyes for the second time at her, "Yeah, okay. I'm gonna go get dressed." I looked down at my pink nightgown. It had little ghosts on it.
Derek thought it was funny, and bought for me a while back. I facepalmed and told him it was ridiculous. But I wear it anyway because he bought it for me.
"Your yoga outfit is in the purple shopping bag by your dresser." Tori said as she grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl in the center of the table.
I got up and headed upstairs. I could hear the water running in the bathroom and assumed Derek was taking a shower.
When I entered my room I saw the purple bag and grabed it. I dumped the contents out onto my bed. A pair of black cotton spandex pants and a light blue tank top that stretched easily, I read the tag and it was bought from a maternity website. Go figure.
I dressed quickly and looked in the mirror. The pants clung to every curve, and I could now easily see the baby bump that was starting to grow.
I placed my hands over my stomach, "Your starting to get bigger aren't you?" I smiled down at my midsection.
Normally I'd have laughed at myself for talking to my stomach but it didn't feel strange at all.
"Yeah you are." I giggled, "Eventually I gonna have to start wearing maternity clothes because of you, but mommy doesn't mind. She wants you to grow up healthy."
"So does daddy."
I jump about a foot in the air, "JESUS!" I gasped, feeling my heart pounding through my chest.
"Sorry." Derek smiled. He steped into the room, his hair wet from showering, and wraped his arms around my waist.
"Your very lucky to have such a great mom," He said. I caught on that he was talking to our baby.
"But don't cause her any trouble, alright? she doesn't like throwing up."
I couldn't wipe the adoring smile off my face. Seeing Derek talk to our baby was a precious moment I wanted to treasure.
"Wow, you really are getting bigger!" Derek exclaimed. He kneeled down infront of me, putting his hands on my belly.
"Amazing." He whispered.
"Derek?"
"Sorry, it's just so fasinating. Strange and wonderous. A little necromancer or werewolf is growing inside of you." His eyes were full of amazment and it made me happy.
"Actually... little necromancerS or werewolVES." I whispered.
"What?" Derek looked up at me startled.
"I-I'm only 7 weeks and a f-few days b-but b-by the way I-I'm growing, Aunt Lauren thinks I-I'm carrying t-twins." I said nervously.
Derek's eyes widdened, "Are you serious?"
I nodded slowly, "Yes."
"That's incredible!" He stood up and hugged me.
"Yes, b-but twins? How will we-"
"It doesn't even matter right now!" Derek laughed, "Two! Theres two of them growing inside you!"
I was in awe of how excited Derek was. Derek hugged me tighly like he never wanted to let me go.
Then suddenly he did let go.
"Oops, don't wanna squish the poor little ones." He murmured and then knelt to kiss my stomach.
"You guys be good today, alright?" Then he stood and kissed my lips. I deepened the kiss untill he pulled away.
"Sorry, Chloe. I got to get going." He said glancing at Beast. It was 10:00. Well doesn't time fly by when you having fun?
"Alright, good luck." I said.
"Thanks, and have fun doing yoga." He said halfway out the door. Then he was gone.
I stood in front of my mirror for a few minutes and then decided to go find Tori. We only had an hour untill we had to leave.
When we finally left, at 11:10, Tori was trying to spray all her fly aways down. I had to yell at her to get moving or we'd be late instead of early.
Tori was driving and I sat in the passanger seat. By the way, I would not recomend riding with Tori. She ran 1 red light and 2 stop signs.
I was ready to jump out the window, that would have been 100% safer then riding with Tori The Traffic Laws Don't Apply To Suppernatural.
Alright so we eventually get to the yoga building, in one peice, and you'll never guess who was there.
Well actually it's not that hard to guess since I don't know many people. Jessie and Tammy! As soon as Jessie saw me, she broke out into a smile.
"Hey, funny chances bumping into each other here!" She gushed.
"Yeah! I didn't know you did yoga, I guess we'll be yoga buddies now." I laughed with her.
"Hey, Jess. I got you some pretzels and-" Tammy strolled into the room but stopped when her eyes fell on Tori.
"YOU!" They said at the same time.
"Uh-oh." I said and Jessie chuckled. Tori and Jessie launched into a verbal fight.
The yoga teacher came out and had to brake them up, telling them not to fight infront of her studio. Not a good first impression that's for sure.
The class was great! We stretched our muscles in ways that I didn't know was possible but felt great!
My back also felt really realxed and my muscles weren't tense anymore. I didn't even know they were tensed untill I worked them.
At the end of the class, the teacher adressed everyone, "Good job, ladies! You all did an amazing job today! and especially good job to our newest students Chloe and Victoria!" Everyone clapped for us and Tori did a dramatic bow.
That ended the class and everyone started towards their bags. The doors were unlocked and a flood of men came in.
Husbands, fiances, and boyfirends finding their women and greeting them with kisses or hugs.
"I didn't know the men could come." I murmured.
"Well sorta," Jessie came up behind me, "They can come, but they can't come in. They stand outside and watch from the large window." She pointed to a large window by the door.
"Oh, maybe I should bring Derek along one day." I said.
"That's the father right? I'd like to meet that brave young man one day." She laughed.
"What are you two princesses talking about?" Came a deep voice. I turned and saw a man wrap his arms around Jessie.
"Alex!" She giggled, "This is my friend, Chloe."
He looked up and smiled, "Bonjour, Chloe." He said with a french accent. Alex had shaggy brown hair and blue eyes. He was actually pretty handsome.
"Tammy's starting up the car, we better go before she steals it." He said in a way that made me think Tammy actually would.
Jessie laughed, "Alright, see you around, Chloe." She said.
"Next week!" I called after her.
"Absolutly!" She called back.
Tori appeared as if by magic, "I hate Tammy."
"Ah, why? you two looked like you were having fun." I said.
"Fun? That bitch is always picking fights with me!"
"Well... your not really ending them."
"Ya but... I still fucking hate her."
"Alright, alright, enough with the language around my kids." I mock shielded my stomach.
"Oh, sorry kiddies!" She appologized. We laughed all way out to the car.
"Hey, you think Derek will live up to his promise when we get back?" Tori asked.
"What promise?"
"Y'know," She said getting into the drivers seat, "About finishing your kitchen adventure."
"W-what?" I stuttered.
Tori grinned like the cheshire cat, "Better not change your clothes, just in case."
"T-Tori!" I blushed bright red.
"Haha, your already Pregnant, so what does it matter!" She laughed.
I blushed all the home. Maybe... maybe I shouldn't change my clothes. Y-You know... B-Because... I don't want to make alot of laundry?
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I hope you enjoyed chapter 9, my lovely readers! Haha, oolala, I wonder if Derek will continue their kitchen adventure? Hehe, I'm so naughty. xD