Here is another chapter!
Though my eyes are open I can't think of why; my heart is pounding, mind empty. It's as if a hypodermic of adrenaline has been emptied into my carotid. I strain into the utter darkness, breathing rate beginning to steady. The bright radioactive red is the only source of light, groaning. "Of course, Maddox wakes me up a good thirty minutes before the alarm goes off to take a piss," I moved from the warm arms when his deep draw nearly had me emptying my bladder on the bed.
"So, his name is Maddox?"
Shit, this was not great, what if he wanted a say? I answered him, "Yes, Maddox Wirich Danvers Peace. Now let me go I have to pee," his arms vanished, and I rushed to the bathroom, and since I was not going back to bed, I was getting an early start. The same routine every morning, wash my face and brush my teeth, last was my hair which looked better but heard this is due to the prenatal vitamins I was given for supers. So, it was in a loose ponytail as I dressed in the bathroom not extremely comfortable with Warren and his staring problems. Simple harm pants, a tank top, and a flannel I stole off of Will, it wasn't even his power color, this was too dark of a blue but since joining Warren's crew he was wearing darker red and blue.
I looked a hot mess most days, but the way Warren looked ta me, had me thinking maybe I didn't see what he saw. He was dressed too, "Ready, coffee and after your appointment, we can grab food," his large hand was outstretched to me, and this was a choice, but it was a first step in mending our marriage.
I took it letting him lead me out of my small house, and he made his judgmental opinion known. "Your house is far too small, how about we go look at the old Miller farm today so you can give me your approval and we can buy it. Be best if when Maddox is born, we are moved in and the rooms set to the way we want," he was putting the pressure on.
"I have three months left on the lease, damn Warren. I mean yes we can look today," it wouldn't be horrible to go have a look through because why would I move in if I wasn't liking the place, just because Warren liked it doesn't mean that I would. He drove at a reasonable speed until we reached Dr. Spex's office in the Maxville town square pavilion. It fit right into the old town with money looks, the red brick, and the wooden entrance was perfect. The office was painted grey, and it had one floor-to-ceiling window, which faced the main road. Next on the far wall was a massive stunning fish tank with so many swimming happy and content, next to that was the white door leading whomever into a back room.
I just walked up to Cassidy who beamed at me before her eyes flickered behind me to the beast making the room feel smaller for us all. "Baby daddy," was all I said to her.
Her retort made both is us smile, "Lucky goose, should see mine not bad but not him,"
I signed myself in, "Only with him for looks, everything beyond that is a downward spiraling hell hole," he barking laughter was heard and swear every female tinted red with a blush. Turning to face him, "Look if you are going to make them all faint this is your last time coming, go face the wall or something. Or look, Dutch bros, get us a coffee and if you fucking tell them no caffeine your mother will be a son down,"
His confused face, "Why are you so temperamental?" before he could blink a book was sailing at his head, his shock was seen as it nailed his nuts. He dropped like a wet sack his face red as another man just shook his head before his much more logical tone came. "Maybe do some research, I said nearly the same thing and Hanna was much kinder to me. We will never grasp what they're dealing with, I mean in a surge of hormones and every changing emotion," but with Warren staggering to his feet giving the guy a firm nod.
You're perfectly annoying but that's okay because it's as much a reflection of me as anything else. Those days everything goes right I find you so cute, and those days the world bites me I want to bite you. So really, it's the pressure and stress that messes us up, you and me. Because when I see you properly I soon find that you are annoyingly perfect. And his annoying ass leaves me in peace heading to Dutch to grab my order and safe bet he would know that I could tell if it was not made to perfection.
I pulled my cell out calling his mother and she answered, I started in. "Your son is horrible, making me feel bad for not controlling the emotional imbalance our son is causing," I could hear her muttering some nasty words under her breath.
"I swear, that boy. I will deal with him, I want you two at dinner tonight," she hung up not letting me answer or ask what she was going to make. I hang up and wait for my name to be called, and without hesitation it is. I liked this practice as it cratered to Heroes and Civilizations so not one person could tell we're supers.
"Come on girl," winking knowing he was coming back and be pissed that I was taken back, but I was, and he could deal. The room is nice and warm, my body folded into the black leather chair as she hooked the monitor up, it made the heartbeat of Maddox echo around the room, the other belt was just them checking to see if I was having any contractions. "I'll be back in fifteen, try not to assault anyone," that was harsh.
But five minutes later she was leading him in, his eyes darted around he was out of his comfort zone with the female room with the female body birthing baby pictures that Dr. Spex had on the walls. "Here you go, love," it tasted perfect.
"Thanks, you can sit no need to stand,"
But then he opens his mouth, "The music is horrible,"
"What music?" he was losing his marbles.
He gave me a nasty look, "Like you can't hear it,"
He is dead.
I gave him a look that even he backed up from, "That is Maddox's heartbeat you imbecile," I picked such an idiot, how did I even love him. Open mouth and ask questions later was his life's motto.
I was saved when the doctor walked in, I asked. "Is my son going to be as stupid as this asshole?" waving my hand at the man casually leaning against the wall. Spex smiled, "No, not with you but his first word might be some form of curse word,"
I paled, I was failing. "He is talking about your mouth, love. I don't curse like you,"
I stood, "Listen you cock juggling thunder cunt, I will fuck you up. You don't get to come anymore," I had to watch my temper and mouth before I did damage to my son, but seriously his first word was going to be fuck if I didn't curb myself.
Dr. Spex just shakes his head. "I see a few contractions, might want to settle down and rest. I know the stress you're under Bexley, but you have to rest your body is not tolerating the baby and you made the choice to carry on. Rest, relax, and stop cursing or he might think his name is "cunt"," Warren gave me a serious look before he opened his mouth.
His words are filled with panic, "What do you mean her body is not tolerating, it looks great to me,"
Dr. Spex let out a sigh, "By that Mr. Peace, I mean she has health issues that are already unstable and being pregnant have amplified her disease. We gave her the choice, to terminate or carry on given the odds of her survival. She chose to have her son, now I hope you both listen, and she rests and stops cursing," he wacked my head with my medical file before walking out. His Aspen cologne leaving with him, the room now continued to smell like orange zest pin-sole, a good scent. It was so tense and silent as he processed this, I wanted to say something but not even I could.
I just pull my top-down, "Who knows?" he asked but the heat was laced in his words. "Vic," like it was public knowledge, Vic was my best friend along with Mage, but Vic would back me and Magenta wouldn't have.
He doesn't say a word just walks behind me the mood was sullen and depressing, and as of today, more people would know because in no way would he keep his mouth shut.