Chapter Two-Hundred and Sixty-Two
John pulled his t-shirt over his head, stretching his arms before he pulled his jeans off. He couldn't wait to pass out, but deep down, he was afraid to. The nightmares had been getting worse and worse with each passing night, and he didn't want to see anyone else die. Last night, it had been Claire… and the worst part… she'd been pregnant with his child.
He didn't climb between the covers, choosing to lay on top of his bed for his nap. He listened to the birds outside of his window, the sharp scent of the sea filling his nose with each breath. He closed his eyes, falling into a deep sleep where dreams left him alone.
Clarissa parked her car outside of Jade and Dominic's apartment, grabbing the pile of baby and maternity clothes that she'd dug out of storage. She pushed their door open, laughing when she saw how frazzled Dominic looked. "Where's your baby momma?" She asked, setting the clothing on their recliner before she sat next to him.
"She's in the tub." He took a drink of coffee, and Clarissa could tell that it was probably his tenth one that day. "Are all girls this nuts when they're pregnant?"
She nodded, remembering the hormonal mood swings, the forgetfulness, and most of all the cravings for weird foods. "Oh yeah, I was pretty crazy. With Clare, I craved pickles and chocolate ice cream. And I think poor Tommy still has PTSD from that." She rubbed his shoulders, laughing then his eye started to twitch.
"Dom! Help!" Jade called, lifting her arms up when he walked into the bathroom. "I can't get out." She pouted, looking down at her belly.
He shook his head, looping his arms around her body and lifting her out of the bath. "Damn! You're getting heav-"
"I am not fat!" Jade smacked his shoulder, wrapping a robe around herself and marching to their bedroom.
Clarissa chuckled, looking at the nervous wreck that was Dominic Alejandro Bender. "How about I take her to the spa? That way you can relax while she does."
He nodded, rubbing his head as the headache he'd been living with for the last few days became even stronger. "I need a beer…"
Clarissa rolled her eyes, patting his shoulder and picking up the maturity clothes she'd brought for her. "No you don't. No go call John or someone and see if you can find a way to cause trouble without getting in jail." She kissed his cheek, shutting the bedroom door behind her.