chapter fifty-six
It is eight o'clock at night and I'm laying in bed not using the covers since I am too hot to use one at the moment. Also, I'm waiting for Freddie to come back with my evening snack when I begged for him to get me one.
I scanned around our bedroom and saw how different everything is compared from our student apartment years ago. Freddie and I moved out of our apartment after we had graduated college, and it was a sad feeling leaving the place where we made wonderful memories. We started college together in that apartment, we had sex for the first time, we fell in love, and we made love in that apartment. Everything there brought too many memories, and it was sad to move out of there and move into another house.
After our honeymoon, Freddie and I moved into a house with two bedrooms and two bathrooms in case we wanted to have children in the future. It's funny how I thought my first boyfriend was going to be my true love and we were going to get married and build a family together. But the big plot twist is: I married my best friend and we are going to have a baby together in three weeks in a house for the three of us to live in.
I'm so happy the roles were switched between the two men.
Freddie knows how to make me happy as Jonah didn't return that favor when he cheated on me. Even though he's a bastard, I hope he finds a girl who can actually deal with him and his player stage. Because I can't deal with drama like that anymore.
As of right now, I am glad to relax in bed while my husband is bringing me food after thinking about it for hours.
I hear faint footsteps coming up the stairs from the near hallway, and Freddie appears in the doorway holding a blue paper plate in his hand. He walks into the room and heads over to our bed holding out the plate to me.
"Here's your ham, Sam."
"Ha! That rhymed." I laughed taking the plate from his hand filled with juicy meat.
"Wow, this pregnancy changed you. You actually laughed at something I said." He shook his head as he walks around the bed and sits next to me taking a sip from his Peppy-Cola that he was holding in his other hand.
"I like when my name rhymes with something," I shrugged. "Especially food."
"Yeah... and it's not about food. You're scary when you're mad; you're ten times worse when you're angry, and it freaks me out." He mutters. I smirked at his statement knowing my sour mood got higher ever since little Amara came in my belly. The pregnancy pamphlets say that women tend to have mixed emotions and the hormones make you feel different than usual.
"Whatever, you should be lucky I haven't killed you yet," I said, chewing on a mouthful of my ham.
"Wow... thanks."
"You're welcome." I replied innocently knowing his sarcasm response.
He chuckled next to me while shaking his head from my peripheral vision. He grabs the remote beside his leg and turns on the T.V. which turns to a show I haven't seen before. I know Freddie has an idea of what this show is because he started to laugh at a line a character said in the series instantly.
"What is this?" I asked as I ate more of my ham.
"Are you kidding me?" He whipped his head at me looking shocked. "I've told you about this show: The Big Bang Theory? Probably one of the best shows in the history of television." He answered matter of factly.
I tried to think as I looked up at the ceiling if he told me anything about it, seeing a blonde chick in pigtails on the screen talking to some guy with brunette hair wearing a weird type of blue shirt with stripes. "You probably did tell me about it but I probably wasn't paying attention." I said staring at his gaze and he responds with an eye roll and turns back around watching the television.
Freddie continued to watch the show as he went passed two episodes in an hour laughing at certain parts. It's nice to listen to him laugh because it sounds like a small melody with how adorable it sounds. As if nothing will make him angry and turning his emotions into a happy Freddie for eternity. His face itself makes me happy, as we age over the years he still looks the same when he was little. The only difference is a little facial hair he's growing on his face, which by the way looks sexy on him.
I wish I can jump on him right now and take him on the bed.
By then I finished the ham he gave me and felt complete after eating it with a smile on my face. Once I've settled myself on the bed to get myself comfortable, I listened to the voices on the T.V as Freddie watches it.
I don't mind him watching T.V because he needs a break from working all the time.
Another hour has gone by, and I felt my eyelids starting to close as I felt tired. Freddie turned off the screen as he watched plenty of episodes of the show he loves and went to look at his phone instead. Since we're lying in bed, I should probably go to sleep and take another nap.
But before my eyelids could close shut, I felt something trickle down in my shorts and it was warm and uncomfortable to feel.
I looked down slowly to my shorts and found the center of my pants have a wet spot that made me start to panic. The warm liquid surrounded in my shorts as I began to think that I didn't need to go to the bathroom and pee so I couldn't have peed on myself. Another conclusion popped into my head as I looked down at my stomach and knew that it could only mean one thing.
Wait, this can't happen now, can't it?!
"Freddie..." I said shakily.
"Yeah." He answered as he looked at his phone screen.
"I feel something wet coming out of me."
I watch him look away from his phone with a confused look on his face, turning his head to me. "Something wet?"
"I think I'm going..." I was interrupted by feeling my stomach being shot an electric pain that had my hands clutching on my shirt. "OW!"
"Sam, what's happening?! Why are you screaming?!" He asked worriedly, throwing his phone aside and scooting closer to me.
I feel myself getting hot as beads of sweat started to form on my head, rolling down on my face. What's happening to me?! I turned my eyes at his and gave him a glare that I've given him plenty of times before, but this time—much deadlier. "My water broke you fucking idiot!"
Freddie's eyes widen and they trail down to my shorts as he sees a big wet spot on the center of my pants that is also seeping through the sheets. "What?!"
"I'm having a baby right now..." I took short breaths to calm myself down the way we learned in Parents for All class. "
"Right now?!"
"YES! Get your car keys and take me to the fucking hospital!" I exclaimed losing my patience, not bothering to calm my anger down on him.
"Oh god, okay, okay." He flinched while jumping off the bed, running to the closet, grabbing his black converse, slipping them on. He takes one of my sweaters from a hanger and a pair of shoes, running back to the bed. "Okay, can you stand?"
I nodded my head slowly, swinging my legs around the bed deliberately not wanting my stomach to hurt more. But that didn't work since another contraction hit my stomach. "Ahh!" I hunched over in pain holding onto my stomach as tears start to rise in my eyes.
"Sam, it's okay, let me help you." Freddie frowned, kneeling on the ground, picking up my ankle and sliding one black moccasin on my foot then does the same thing with the other. He stands up and extends his hands grabbing my arms, gently pulling me up, making my feet touch the carpet. "There you go... let me put this on you." He walks behind me and helps slide my arms in the jacket sleeves and rests the sweater on me.
He goes back in front and tightens the sweater on me. He goes to the dresser and grabs the keys and wallet next to the T.V and rushes back to me, wrapping his arm around my shoulder. "Okay, come on."
He helped me walk outside our bedroom and helped me take smaller steps as we got down the long stairs. Then we pass the living room making it to the front door. As he was about to open the door, I felt another contraction causing me to stop walking and double over again. "Oh God!"
Freddie stops and looks at me with a worried look on his face. "Don't worry, baby, we're going to make it." He said pulling me closer to his body as he turns the knob to the right and opens the door. We step out of the house and he closes the door, locking the doorknob.
We walk to his convertible outside the driveway, I noticed Freddie taking his phone out of his pocket and dials a number. He rests the phone against his ear once we stopped at the passenger door.
"Mom? ... I'm sorry I woke you up, but Sam is going into labor." Freddie said panicking. He opens the passenger door and helps me get inside the car, buckling the seatbelt for me. "No, I am not kidding! Sam is having contractions already and I'm taking her to the hospital right now." He kisses my cheek and steps back closing my door. He rushes around the car and opens his side of the door, getting inside, slamming the door at the process. "Yeah, I'm taking her over there right now, just meet us there and tell her parents..." there was a long pause. "...Okay, I'll see you soon." He hangs up the phone and throws it in the cup holder, then he sticks the key in the ignition making it come alive.
I pant short breaths feeling sweat all over my body in this heat. "What did your mom say...?" I asked quietly.
"She's on her way and she's calling your parents and your sister to come to the hospital." He answered looking both ways on the road and driving backwards from the driveway. "Don't worry, just keep doing what you're doing and we'll get there in no time." His hand moves the gear shift on Drive and drives out of the neighborhood at full speed.
Oh God, I hope he's right by how fast he's driving!
I want to inform everyone that I start school on Monday and I'm very upset that my summer is officially over. So I was thinking about posting the future chapters as quickly as possible because I know I'm going to be distracted by school work and shit. The story is almost over so it will be over right before your eyes :) *secretly crying behind my computer screen*