Gwen's POV
The days went by and I grew bigger and bigger. I started home school, and it isn't that bad. My teacher is nice, and understanding. Trent also is doing well in school. He told me that friends from TDI ask for me all the time. I haven't gone outside other than for my ultrasounds. He and his father are fixing the gusset room to be a nursery. I don't ware pregnancy clothes though. For one, people will know if I have pregnancy clothes being sent to Trent's house. Also, they are ugly. I just ware extremely large normal clothes. I am six months pregnant now, and I couldn't be happier. But all the happiness will soon fade away.
It started as an average night. I was lying on the bed, and Trent laid next to me. He had his hand on my stomach to feel the baby kick. When the baby settled down he started to kiss me, being careful that he didn't lay on top of me.
"Gwen, I love you." He whispered to me.
"I love you too." I said kissing him back. We kissed for a little while more, then he broke the embrace.
"Gwen….." he said looking me deep in the eyes. "Will you marry me?" he asked. I wanted to say yes. I wanted to hug him, and just be held. I want to marry him, he's a wonderful man. But….
"What? Why do you want to get married?" Was what I said instead?
"Because I love you." He said rubbing my large stomach. (Ok I am being a drama queen, I am not that big. But from a life of being skinny, I am not used to looking down, and not seeing my toes)
"Trent, we don't have to get married because I'm pregnant." I said.
"I don't want to marry you because you're pregnant. Although that is a good reason to." He said.
"No, Trent. I love you, and maybe someday, but no." I said as I felt tears beginning to from. "I don't want to get married. Or at least not now. Please understand." I said sitting up. Now I felt like a bitch. He looked hurt, really hurt.
"No, I mean, it's alright I understand." He said forcing a smile.
"Please understand. I love you, I do. I just don't want to get married." I said. I felt tears slid down my cheeks. I felt horrible.
"Then you let me know when you want to." He said lifting my face to his. He was smiling so I smiled to.
I was glad he understands. "Maybe when I am a little more ready and a little less pregnant then we can get married." I said as he kissed me gently.
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Today I have another ultra sound. Today we are supposed to find out if it's a boy or a girl. I am supper excited.
Trent held my hand tight as the doctor looked around. Then we saw the picture on the screen. "Congratulations, it's a girl!!!" he said. Trent squeezed my hand even more. He told me a while back he wanted a girl, but would be happy with anything. I wanted a healthy baby.
"Oh." The doctor said. It didn't sound good. He looked at us with a concerned face. "I am sorry to tell you this but….we came across a problem." He said. Oh that's never good.
He used a bunch of technical terms but translation….. "I apparently was supposed to have twins, but one failed to develop. So if I go threw child birth I will bleed to death. I might also lose the baby"
"I am sorry, but you must do a c-section. Otherwise it will be fatal." He said.
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Trent and I expected today to be full of joy. Finding out we'll have a daughter. But now I know if I go into labor before me c-section I'll die and possibly kill the baby too. Not exactly happy making. But the fun doesn't stop there. Oh no.
We walk inside, and Chris is waiting for us. "Hello ex-campers. You have been called back to do a TDI rewind. You'll be contending in a whole new way." He said cheerfully obviously ignoring my pregnant stomach.
"Um, Chris I can't go." I said.
"I know. We have doctors waiting on hand, open fridge access, and anything you want. But you must go, or else." He said.
"Dose 7 months pregnant ring a bell?" Trent said angry from Chris's ignorance.
"We have it worked out. Pack your bags you leave tomorrow." He said. Then he left. I turned to my parents.
"I can't go." I yelled.
"You have too. You signed the contract. Besides they are offering everything you'll need." Trent's father said looking for a loop hole in the contract.
"But I have a c-section planed in 2 months from today." I said. Everyone froze.
"I thought you were doing natural child birth?" my mom questioned.
"I was." I said looking down. I didn't want to say it. I looked at Trent hurt, and he said it for me.
"The doctors said if she doses it, she'll bleed to death and we might lose the baby to." Trent said holding me.
AN: Ok, short, but something huge happened so I thought I would end it before something else happens.