Date: 12-20-2008
Brooke's p.o.v
A day working here at Clothes Over Bros is never complete without Victoria's temper tantrum. I am sitting here at my desk exploring the internet and minding my own business when Victoria decides to bother me. "Brooke Penelope Davis, Clothes Over Bros
isn't a maternity store" She rants pointing to a rack of maternity clothes. "But I am having a baby" I complain grabbing holding of my big swollen stomach. I am nine months pregnant and I can give birth to my baby at any moment. She is suppose to have
sympathy for me since I am carrying her granddaughter. True Elizabeth Davis will be the name of my precious beautiful unborn baby girl. "Your daughter will be a bastard. She will ruin your life in the same way that you have ruined mine. I hope you do know
that, right?" Victoria predicts hoping to start a fight with me. "True is still going to be a part of my life no matter what you say" I argue and she shuts up for once. I look down at my dress and make a very surprising discovery in which is my water just broke.
"OH MY GOD, my water just broke!" excited and yet fearful, I announce to Victoria who is on the brink of having another temper tantrum. "You should take the bus to the hospital because I am not driving you there" she suggests breaking my heart. "I am
having a baby, is it ever possible for you to be nice for once?" emotional, I plead with her in the middle of having a really bad contraction. "Alright, I will take you to the hospital" she sighs escorting me outside to the car. Peyton is my best friend and I can
always count on her to always be there for me. By the time Victoria and I arrive at the hospital, Peyton is already there waiting to welcome True into the world. I am taken to a delivery room by wheel chair where I come face to face with fate. It has been
such a long and difficult pregnancy that I am desperate to get this baby out of me. A very serious life threatening complication arises during the birth in which True is breached. I refuse to have a cesarean section, therefore the doctor uses a vacuum to
get True out of me. The sound of my baby crying for the first time brings tears to my eyes and I find it hard to close the flood gates. I form an instant bond with True the moment she is placed in my arms and drinks my breast milk. The hardest and saddest
part of this life changing experience for me is knowing I can't have anymore children and Victoria hates my daughter. I am only just twenty years old and yet I am ready to take on this challenge, motherhood.