In the long stretch, it was her 29th week. She was nearing the end and she was excited. Her baby was growing as well now estimated around 3 pounds. She still feels him kick and shes really enjoying herself through this except for the fact that she was getting more back pain and more uncomfortable. Her and Troy recently got a gym membership where they both worked out. He lifted and did intense cardio, while she just walked the tredmill. They also signed up for the hosptial along with their insurance for the birth. It was all too real.
The 30th week jumped at them with almost two weeks to go being eight months. The baby was getting bigger along with her stretch marked stomach. The discomfort was slowly mkaing its way with her daily life. She was getting more prone to it and she was overall relaxed well with it. She was getting more cramps in her back, but she figured it was normal. The baby also gained a half pound as she still sings to it.
Finally the 31st week approached and she was getting used to all the pain from the stretching of her stomach. Troy at this point couldn't keep his hands off of her stomach. She was also infamoulsy getting dizzy and falling over. It freaked Troy out terribly, but she always insisted she was fine. She'd fall on counters, tables, and some of the couches. She bangs up her arms, but her baby boy isn't affected.
Waking up that morning, she was hungry immediatly as she walked to the kitchen. Troy was already in the kitchen trying to come up with an extra breakfast course for his menu. She greeted him then opened the fridge loosing her balance and falling on her butt. Troy quickly rushed over to her.
"Are you alright?" He asked her and she nodded slowly getting up. He sighed worried. "You make me freak out all the time." She smirked and winked at him.
"Nice to know I do that to you all the time babe." She did the shot gun geture with her fingers
In the last stretch of her pregnancy, the 32nd week rolled by. The baby gained another crazy pound. Her dizzyness was knocking her all over the place, but she insisted it was on the swelling of her ankles. She was fine though and nothing could stop her. Although her feet were swelling, her hands were too forcing her to get rid of her ring from Troy.
He kissed her hand, kissed her fingers, kissed up her arm, kissed her neck, then finally found her lips. They were lying in bed watching a movie at night. She looked over to him annoyed and he smirked.
"My sex drive is shot." She said turning over to her other side resting on her pregnancy pillow. Troy groaned.
"I can't kiss my fiance' in a suggestive manor?" He questioned wiggling his eyebrows. She laughed and he kissed her nose. "I love you." He said kissing her lips. She pulled back and kissed him again.
"I love you too." She said with a smile running her hands through his hair staring deeply into his blue blue eyes.
"I wonder who's going to get his eyes." She said rubbing her belly. He sighed wondering as well as she paused the movie. She sat up facing him, with a smile. "Let's have a bet to see who he looks like the most." She smirked and he put his hand out.
"What does the winner get?" He asked pulling it away as she shook it. She paused thinking.
"The satisfaction of having a kid look like you for the rest of their life." She smirked and he shrugged.
"Sounds good to me." He smirked and shook her hand. She played the movie and sat back, snuggling into Troy.
A couple hours later, the Last Song finishing up, she looked over to her boyfriend sleeping. She rolled her eyes feeling her stomach grumbling. Getting out of bed, she walked over to the kitchen oppening the fridge grabbing the pickle jar, the chinese left overs, and the mexican food left overs. She placed it all on the counter, grabbing the cookie jar, and the grapes. She first ate a pickle and then a cookie. She grabbed what was left of the beef fried rice and walked to the microwave and placed it in there. She grabbed another pickle waiting. Why was she so damn hungry?
Troy unexpectedly woke-up hearing her make a mess in the kitchen. Rolling out of bed, walking past the TV, turning it off, he walked into the kitchen hearing her pull out a spoon from the drawer.
"Brie." He moaned seeing her turn around and stare at him. She was busted.
"Wassup?" She giggled and he groaned.
"If you're going to midnight snack, do it the right way." He smiled and walked over to the cupboard and opened it pull out cinamon, olive oil, and grabbing a pan. She smiled and walked over to the other side of the island and watched him fry up a tortilla. She huffed as he yawned. "Why are you up?" He asked her as his back was turned to her as he was busy cooking. She played with her hair.
"Junior." She responded shortly. He nodded and she smiled feeling him kick. "And he's very hungry I might add." Troy chuckled and looked over his shoulder to see her sitting there.
"It's almost done." He walked to the freezer and pulled out the ice cream and she raised an eyebrow and gasped.
"Is that nana's recipe?" She shouted and he nodded and her eyes almost rolled in the back of her head. Her grandma always used to make this for her when she was over. Her mother made it occasionally, but now her boyfriend was doing it.
As he finished up, he placed the plate infront of her with a smile on his face. She dug in quickly as he left the room lying in bed. He was tired and she was driving him crazy.
The next morning he woke up, feeling exhausted. He opened one eye slightly looking at the clock. It was early, eight in the morning. He yawned and closed his eyes.
"Brie?" He said raspy waiting for her response. He turned over and looked at the other side of the bed not seeing her in bed. He sat up, stretching, wondering where she was at. He rolled out of bed checking the bathroom, not seeing her there, walking down the hall looking around not seeing her anywhere.
His heart beat began to quicken up and he started running around the apartment searching for her. The only thing that puzzled him was that her purse, keys, and cellphone was all on the counter where she left it yesterday. He swallowed the lump in his throat nervously. What if she left him?
He ran out of the room, bringing his key and ran down the hallway frantically hitting the elevator button. He waited impatiently.
She smiled leaving the exercise room. She absolutley loved Troy's apartment. It had everything for her desire, even a new spa coming soon. She felt relieved that she got in a good exercise for her and the baby. She smiled feeling good endorphins release. As she walked out the door, her head phones in and a towel in her hand she looked at a man running fullspeed out of the elevator. She shook her head and walked into the elevator.
He ran outside and looked around and freaked out. His anxiety was rising, and she was going to be the death of him one day. He groaned walking back into the apartment and sat down running his hands through his hair feeling stressed. She waddled into the living room, water bottle in hand, walking to the baby's room.
He sat there staring at her with disbelief. He was going to kill her.
"Morning baby." She smiled and noticed how out of breath he was. Then it clicked in her mind, that the guy running quickly ahead of her was him. "Why were you running around this morning?"
"Looking for you! I panicked when you weren't in here!" He got off the couch and held her into a hug. "Like I was worried."
"Nah, don't worry about me at all. I'm good." She smiled and he stared at her. He sighed giving up. He kissed her gently.
"Well, get some rest. We have a party tonight."
He woke up in a slight daze looking around this unfamiliar place. He sat up fixing his bushy afro. He looked over to his side seeing Gabriella? He gasped and freaked out, but quickly catching himself noting that the stomach wasn't bulging. He figured it was Charlie. But why was he in her bed...naked?
She moaned and rolled over, her eyes fluttering. Normally, Chad wouldn't have been turned on by such sight, by her light green eyes looked too beautiful. Quickly, her eyes went wide and she sat up freaking out, pulling the sheets to cover herself
"Uhm." She said.
"Uhh." He said.
"Did we?" She trailed off. She looked around. "Oh my god we did..." She grabbed the whole sheets with her running to the bathroom. Chad gasped and grabbed a pillow to cover himself. He quickly ran around searching for his clothes.
These damn Montez women running around like this. She found her phone charging in the bathroom on the counter. She quickly dialed Gabby.
Gabby just got out of the shower and walked over to her boyfriend who was paying bills online. Junior was kicking rough today.
"Babe, feel him. He's killing me today." Troy turned around placing his hands on her stomach and he kicked again. She winced.
"Hey mister, knock it off. You're going to get grounded." He said jokingly and he gave another powerful kick. She winced trying to rub circles into where he kicked. It soothed him she guessed since the kicking stopped. Her phone rang and she walked over picking it up.
"Hello?" Gabby asked.
"I slept with Chad!" She admitted quickly. Gabby dropped her phone instanly. Troy looked over quickly. "Brie!" She said frantically. Gabby paced breathing and Troy ran over worried picking her phone up when his rang, he walked over answering it.
"I slept with Charlie!" Chad shouted into the phone. Troy looked over to Gabby grabbing her phone and walking to the bedroom slamming the door shut.
"And why would you do that? You know she's engaged..." Troy accused.
"I know that, but I didn't know what was going on...We were drunk."
"We were drunk and it just happened." Charlie admitted feeling everything all come back to her now. She groaned. "And sad part is, I actually enjoyed it." She stopped. "Oh god, I'm an engaged woman. I shouldn't be talking like this!" Gabby sat on her bed.
"Oh Char...Are you going to tell him?"
"Sometime I will, but I don't know." She opened the door and he was about to knock. She looked up at him and he looked like there was regret written allover his face.
"Well, I guess I'm going to head out.."She nodded awkwardly and he left."
"Gabby, I'll call you later..." She hung up.
This was Sharpay allover again.
Sorrrrrry about the long wait! Junior year is consuming my entire life. Ugh. Well, here it is, and a few more and its all done! And Sorry about it getting progressively short. Sorry to disappoint.