Ch.11
It was 3 months later. Now, a very pregnant Bianca sat in the living room, eating ice cream and watching T.V. She was 9 months pregnant and wanted the babies to be born already. She was tired of not getting any sleep at night because of the constant need to pee and the constant kicking of the two babies. After Chris and Bainca learned that they were having twin girls, he had saved up more money and had bought more baby things. They were getting along fine and hadn't seen their families in 5 months. They were both very happy about that, but at the same time were sad because they missed their families. Now, since it was near the due date, Bianca wanted her mother more than before, but wouldn't call her because of what they did.
"Hey Bianca," Chris said, walking into the living room.
"Hey. What's up?" she asked.
"Um, can you come here for a second?" he asked. She nodded her head, put her ice cream down, and slowly got up.
"Ok, close your eyes," he said, as they got to the door. She sighed, before closing her eyes. He smiled at her, as he opened the door and slowly guided her in.
"Ok," he said, "open your eyes." She opened her eyes and gazed in amazement.
"Oh Chris," she said, hugging him. The two cribs were now across from each other and the changing tables were next to them. The dresser was in the same place as well as the rocking chair. The second crib and changing table were both plain white with a white bed sheet on the mattress. Chris had taken the light blue baby blanket out of the first crib and put it on the rocking chair. He then had taken the light pink and light purple baby blankets that she had made and put them into the crib. Then, he had put 5 stuffed animals into the white crib along with a mobile with little bunny rabbits on it, just like the other one.
"It's beautiful," she said, after they kissed.
"Ok, well, let's get out of here, because I had painted some more things on and I don't want you to inhale those fumes," he replied, before they walked out. They both walked into the living room and sat down.
"Hey Chris," she said, after a minute of silence.
"Yeah?" he asked, as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders.
"Something doesn't feel right. I think you better go call the doctor," she answered.
"It's ok. It's probably nothing," he said, not really paying attention to what she said. He didn't even notice the look of pain on her face.
After 10 minutes, she said, "Chris, something really doesn't feel right. Can we please go to the doctor?" she asked. He just sighed as he stood up.
"Ok, let's go. But," he started. "If I'm right and nothing is wrong, then I'm going to ask Dr. Morgan if you can stay in the hospital until the babies are born. Just to be on the safe side and to make sure that nothing does goes wrong," he replied. She just looked up at him. It was then that he noticed the pain sketched on her face.
"Bianca?" he asked, immediately worried.
"Something's wrong," she said, tears in her eyes and worry in her voice. He noticed this too, helped her stand up, and they left as quickly as they could.
"Don't worry. Everything is going to be fine," he said, as he tried to convince himself of that.
"I'm scared," she said, as she cried.
"It'll be ok," he replied, as they pulled into the hospital parking lot. They had only lived about 5 minutes from the hospital. He quickly got out and ran inside to get help. When they ran out, he looked at her.
"Honey, are you ok?" he asked, worry in his voice again. She just looked down. He followed her eyes and all he saw was blood.
"Oh God. No," he said, before the nurses put her into the wheelchair and quickly brought her inside and into a room.
"Chris, promise me that if anything happens to me that you'll never let our daughters forget me, please. Tell them how much I love them and how much we wanted them and tell them that their Mommy is going to be watching over them and protecting them always and forever," she said, as she lied on her side on the bed.
"What are you talking about? You're going to be here to help me take care of them. We are going to raise them together just like we also said we would," he replied.
"Please, just promise me. Promise me that if anything happens to me that you will take care of them" she said.
"Ok, I promise," he replied.
"Chris, call our parents, please. I love you and have loved being your wife. I have loved you more than I could ever imagine," she added.
"I love you too, and have loved being your husband. I'll even tell you this after the surgery. Everything is going to be fine," he said, before they quickly kissed and she was wheeled into the operating room.