So, Gibby never made an appearance in iMade a Huge Mistake, so maybe it's time for him to make an appearance. I don't click with Gibby, but I'll try.
Don't Own
[Seddie]{FTW}
Sam's 20 weeks now.
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I walked into the apartment after work and saw Sam laying on her back on the livingroom floor with all the lights off. I slowly shut the door.
"Babe? What are you doing?" I asked. She groaned.
"Shhh, I have a headache."
"And you're laying on the floor because?"
"Because the twins started moving today and it is the most irritating feeling in the world. This is the only comfortable spot in this whole apartment."
"I thought you loved feeling babies move inside of you."
"No. I loved feeling Cassie move. Lily and Liam NEVER STOP and there are TWO of them. I'm so tired and I can't even sleep." I walked over to her.
"Come on, you can't lay on the floor. Everyone's coming over here so we can go shopping."
"What do you mean everyone is coming over here?"
"Gibby, Carly, Spencer, my mom. Everyone."
"And we're all going to go shopping? For what?"
"Well, I made a list if you want to see all the things we need to get for Lily and Liam. But you'll have to get off the floor. Now come on." I held my hand out for her and she groaned again.
"Maybe you should try being pregnant for once."
"Don't blame this on me miss 'I want more babies.'" I picked her up from the floor and we sat on the couch.
"Well I don't have sperm so obviously it wasn't me making these babies on my own," She put her hand on her stomach, "besides, the man picks the babies or something like that."
"Sam, the man makes the genders."
"Why does EVERYBODY have to come with us?"
"Do you remember what it was like shopping for Cassie? I want to get everything at once instead of taking seventeen different trips to buy things. Remember we need two of everything. Two cribs, two changing tables, two everything because there's two babies."
"Do we have to go today?" she whined. I sighed. This was going to be a long pregnancy.
"Yes, Sam. They're already on their way—" someone knocked on the door and Sam groaned again. I got up to answer the door. Spencer and Carly were standing in the doorway. They walked in.
"Hey Sam, have you guys found out what you're having yet?" Carly asked.
"Yup." Sam said. Carly practically ran to the couch and sat next to Sam.
"Well?"
"Well, it's twins, hence the reason I look like I'm ready to push a baby out when I'm only 20 weeks along."
"Stop being sarcastic."
"Stop worrying about it."
"She's crabby." I told Carly. Sam glared at me and I stood behind her and leaned closer to her. .
"Come on, baby, I know you're tired and whatever but don't be in such a bad mood. We're going to have fun today, I promise. And when we get home I'll do everything I can so you can sleep okay?"
"Fine." Gibby walked into the apartment.
"Gibbay"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah we know who you are." Sam snapped. My mom followed closely behind Gibby and looked around.
"Well, are we ready to go? We have a lot to do." I helped Sam off the couch and we followed everyone out of the house.
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"So are you going to tell us what you're having or are you going to make us guess?"
"Well there's only three options and four of you so it wouldn't make much sense." Sam said. I looked at her and she laughed, taking out her phone. She texted me.
You can tell them the Liam's name and I'll tell them Lily's and we'll see if they get it.
My mom was driving so she'd be out of the loop, but it made it all the more humorous. I opened a new text to Carly, Spencer, Gibby and my mom.
Liam Andrew Benson
Phones started going off all over the car and Carly, Spencer and Gibby pulled out their phones, staring at the two texts with confused looks on their faces. Sam and I laughed.
"What?" my mom asked.
"Nothing." Her phone started talking
"New text message from Freddie. 1:46 P.M. Liam Andrew Benson. New text message from Samantha. 1:46 P.M. Lily Grace Benson."
"Your phone talks to you?"
"Well of course, Fredward, you don't think I read text messages while I'm driving do you? And what does that mean? Liam and Lily?" Carly practically jumped through the roof.
"Those are the twin's names! OH MY GOD! There's a boy AND a girl? OH MY GOD! SAM!"
"Oh my God, Carly! If you don't stop screaming in my ear I'm going to push you out of this van." Sam was back to being crabby. We are almost to the store, though, so she'd be away from Carly in just a few short minutes. Carly put her hands on Sam's stomach.
"Oh my God, you two are going to be so cute. I can't wait until you're bo—"
"What the hell are you doing?" Sam was staring at her and Carly looked up. I couldn't help but laugh. Carly was more excited than we were. She moved away from Sam a bit.
"Sorry." Carly mumbled. Sam put her hands on her stomach again, layed her head back and closed her eyes.
"You okay?" I asked her. She shook her head.
"Just shut up." She snapped. I saw my mom's disapproving look from the rearview mirror and gave her a warning glance. She pulled into the parking lot and I practically pushed Carly out of the van.
"You two are so mean to me now."
"No, your stupid screaming gave me a headache. Again. Just when I was over the last one I had. Maybe you need to go get pregnant so I can jump around and scream like a 16 year old fuckin girl." Sam and Carly were not going to have a good day today.
"I have some Tylenol if you want it," Gibby mentioned. Sam looked at my mom.
"Can I take Tylenol or is it bad for the babies?"
"You can have Tylenol, but don't take too much." Sam turned back to Gibby.
"Give me the pills." She demanded. Gibby chuckled, shaking his head and handed the bottle to Sam.
X
"What color do you want the twins room?" I asked Sam. I figured she'd give me a half ass 'I don't care' answer, but she surprised me.
"Well, I want Lily's half to be lavender and Liam's half blue." What?
"Half?" What did half mean?
"Yes, half. As in painting half the room one color and half the room another color. Like where we set Lily's crib against one wall and Liam's against the other. They'll have their own little part of the room they share because they're twins and babies."
"Okay, babe." I sighed. She grabbed the color strips.
"Go grab whatever paint you grabbed for Cassie's room so we can get this done. Lily and Liam are hungry." My mom, Gibby and Spencer were all standing in different checkout lines with the ridiculous amount of baby stuff we were buying. Carly was waiting for us. I grabbed the paint off the shelf and brought it to her. She was being snippy with the lady at the counter.
"No, I want THIS color. I don't want something similar, I want THIS COLOR. Do you even speak English?"
"Sam, enough."
"She's being—"
"Go stand by Carly. I can't handle you anymore."
"No."
"Yes. Bye." Sam huffed and then stormed away.
"Sorry." I felt like I apologized for Sam a lot lately.
"It's no big deal, definitely not the worst I've had." She laughed. I looked over at Sam, who was fighting with Carly again. Carly looked pissed.
"I'm cutting off the kids after this. This is ridiculous." I said. The girl behind the counter laughed again.
"How many kids do you have?" she asked. I sighed.
"Well, three technically. We had one about a year ago but she passed away. Now she's pregnant with twins."
"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that." The girl looked distraught.
"Thank you."
"So you want the lavender and the blue then?" she asked, grabbing the cans of paint.
"Yup." She started messing with all the machinery she had behind the counter and in a matter of minutes we had the paint Sam wanted.
"Thanks. I appreciate it, even though my wife's being nuts." The girl behind the counter laughed for the third time as I took the paint from her and walked away. Sam glared at her.
"Stop it, let's go." My mom, Spencer and Gibby were already out at the car and we walked over to a checkout line.
"She was totally flirting with you."
"First off, no she wasn't, and second, what does it matter? My God, Sam. Can I go anywhere without you thinking I'm going to run off on you?"
"No." she folded her arms and I rolled my eyes and started putting the stuff on the conveyer belt thing.
"Go out to the car or something," I said. She shook her head.
"No! and quit telling me what to do!"
"Stop acting like a six year old, Sam. We're in public. Would you like people to think you're mental?"
"I am mental for wanting to have kids with you."
"Yup. That's right. You wanted to. You made that choice all on your own."
"Ugh! I hate you."
"No you don't, you're just pissed off. So go out to the car before you piss me off and we get into a fight."
"Bite me,"
"Don't tempt me," I said. She huffed and walked out the door. Carly stared at me.
"You guys fight a lot," she whispered. I shook my head.
"Don't start, Carly. One day when you live with your boyfriend and then get married and start having kids and if you ever have to deal with the stuff Sam and I have dealt with you can make your comments but for now, since you don't know what it's like, you really need to just step back and not interfere." I paid for the last of the stuff and we walked out to the van. Sam was leaning back on the side with her arms folded. She looked beyond mad. I put my hands on her face.
"I'm not going to fight with you over any stupid stuff anymore. You need to chill out. I don't think you need to be reminded just how high risk this pregnancy is and if you're wasting your energy fighting and worrying about stupid shit something is going to go wrong. And we both know it. So, we'll get all of this stuff back to the apartment, bring it upstairs and then we can go and get some food or go and do something other than sit in the apartment all night. I know that you're tired and you're probably sore and whatever but that's no reason to act like a child. Nobody here is against you, we all want what you want. And you should really ease up on Carly, she's excited. You're her best friend. She's just trying to help you. I love you more than anything else and I'm sorry for snapping on you, but you're not just stressing yourself out your stressing everyone else out. I know I've never been pregnant and I can never be pregnant but life doesn't stop and the world doesn't suddenly revolve around you just because you're pregnant. Just relax, take it day by day and don't let stupid stuff get to you. Okay?" she sighed.
"Okay. I'm sorry." She took my hands off her face.
"I love you," I to her. She nodded.
"I love you, too." There wouldn't be a single time I wouldn't remind her that even when she was irritating me or we were fighting or whatever that I still loved her and nothing would change it. We got in the van and my mom drove us back to the apartment.
X
Someone asked me why they stay together if they fight so much? Well, they're in LOVEEE haha. I already messaged this person and we're having a pretty sweet ass conversation now, but I just thought I'd throw in there that even when you're angry or irritated or whatever when you love someone you don't stop loving them just because of little fights. So yeah.
Someone else said something about how in every chapter they fight then say I love you and make up or something. I'm like, yup, simply because sometimes that's just how things work. Some people fight more than others. Sorry : )
Please tell me what you think. Reviews are awesome, just like you guys. And don't think my previous two statements were meant to be rude, just wanted to explain a bit : )
Off to get ready for work. Only three more days and then I have the weekend off :D