She's beautiful. The sun hits her just right so when you look at her, her skin seems golden. But its just at the dawn hours. I kiss her forehead softly trying not to wake her. She stirs the slightest and I feel bad for even disturbing her that much.
She doesn't get much sleep. Before with coming in so late and now with morning sickness which comes more then in the mornings. I have to go to work earlier now to make up for the income that we're loosing now she doesn't work.
I admit that she made a lot of money. I never denied that. I never said that she was lower then me or worth less then anything. And I certainly did not ever try and be her pimp.
The shower's warm but I don't enjoy it, I'm now constantly worrying about the baby, What if she falls and the baby dies. All sorts of things I never really wanted to think about are popping into my head.
Then the worst are my own fears, that the child won't be mine. I'll love it because its part of her but still it would be nice to have it be my child. The fear that they will be only another kid in the Spanish section that won't do anything more then manage a restaurant and dance for money. The fear that we won't be able to provide more and we'll have to move out on the streets. Fears that I thought I wouldn't worry about for at least ten years.
I worry I'm too young to be a father. That she's too young to be a mother, We're only 23 for gods sake. Her parents don't talk to her and mine, well I'm wishing I had returned a few phone calls.
We've discussed marriage, wondering if its right to bring a child into the world that might be ours and not give it a normal life. Or to have the unthinkable happen and we fight and one leaves. But we've dome more then Marriage, we promised our selves. So I guess we're engaged, but with no rings. Too expensive.
We're cutting back on everything we can. Trying to save money to move to a better apartment. Hollow dreams but we need them.
"Shit" Cut myself shaving, brilliant move Dominic. I think she's up, or there is a herd of elephants trampling their way to the bathroom.
"Honey you okay?" She glares at me and leans over the toilet not noticing its still closed. After she finishes throwing up I wipe her face with the hand towel now kept there for that express purpose. She looks at the throw-up on the floor and bursts into tears.
"Its okay, you go drink some orange juice." I threw out all the liquor when I heard she was pregnant. A good choice on my part, although Adri wouldn't speak to me when I did so.
I must say I'm getting tired of cleaning this area. Spent more time here then anywhere else in the house. Oh well good thing I wasn't changed this time.
Adri looks rather pathetic and has two cups of Orange juice in front of her she hands one to me. I smile and kiss her forehead. Hearing the now familiar chomping of gum. She always has a stick on her now to rid the taste of morning sickness from her mouth. I drink my glass of juice and get changed for work.
I hate leaving her here alone. But what else can I do?
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Shout-Outs:
Raeghann: SORRY! By the time you reviewed chapter one I had already written Chapter two!
Deejay Supastar: Here is the more!
Falco: Here it is!
Keza: Well tell me if you think I should stop this now or not!
Shortie: Dylan is based on a real person but he don't smoke… he is really gay though!
Sparks: Oh your poor bickering Meusies!