Eddie POV
The next week I almost made 12 thousand pounds. Girls went crazy. In a single forty-five minute show, I made more than I would serving burgers all day. I know Patricia wouldn't approve of me being a stripper but, I needed money. I needed to get enough money to provide my family with. Patricia needs to use my money now, not her dad's.
After my last shift, I packed up my costumes in my bookbag and went home. I had class later with some tutor Mr. Rutter hired. I checked my watch. 3:30. I was exhausted. So I would just go straight to sleep. I would at least get 3 hours of sleep.
When I came into Patricia's room, she was sitting there staring.
"Where have you been?" She asked.
"Work." I replied.
"What job requires a teenager out at 9 p.m. to 4 a.m. ?" She interogated me. I gulped.
"The one that pays well. I have almost 12 thousand pounds."
"That makes it so much better. Where were you for 6 hours?"
"I told you work. I'm out working my ass off so I can provide for this family."
"What is your job then, Mr. Work his ass off?"
"I work at a bar."
"What do you do at a bar? I know you can't mix drinks."
"I perform."
"I don't see your guitar with you. What do you do Eddie?" She said as she grabbed my bookbag. She unzipped it and found a g-string.
"You're cheating on me!" She exclaimed.
"No, no it's not like that!" I asked.
"Then what is it?"
"I strip down at the bar okay. I'm not cheating on you. I just needed money fast. I just wanted to be the man of the family."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"Because." I started. "I didn't want you mad."
"Well this is so much better isn't it?"
"I'm sorry. You're always depending on your dad's money. I want you to feel like I can take care of you. I only did it for the money that's all." She looked down at the G-string. She flung it at me.
"Are you sure this is why you did it?" I nodded. "Okay then. Well. Thanks. And sorry." I looked confused.
"Wait why?"
"For thinking you were out cheating."
"It's fine. Let's get to sleep we have class in the morning."
Alfie POV
When we woke up at 6, we were getting ready for out tutor. Amber had a sonagram later today, after class. Then I had to check in on the store. Boss said I couldn't have today off for the sonogram so I had to come in right after and work 4 hours of inventory. My job sucks. I have to do everything alone while, Armando does nothing but boss me around. All that for a fucking 10 pounds an hour. Well at least it was something.
After Amber and I got dressed we went downstairs to eat breakfast. We met Patricia and Eddie already downstairs. I guess Joy and Jerome were still in bed.
"How did you all sleep?" Mrs. Rutter asked.
"Very good and you?" Eddie answered. We all agreed.
"Great, thanks for asking." She replied. I shoveled a scoop of eggs into my mouth. Amber bit into her muffin. Patricia sipped her juice and began to speak.
"What job did you get Alfie?" She asked me. She glared at Eddie, they must've been arguing again.
"I work at the music store. I have inventory today after the sonogram, so I will be skipping dinner." I answered.
"Good job Alfred." Mr. Rutter stated, then asked Eddie what his job was. Patricia glared at him.
"Um, I preform my songs I write. I get about 50 pounds a night." Eddie said. I shook my head. Mr. Rutter nodded. After we ate breakfast we headed to the library. Yea there is a library in the house!
It looks old and we sit on couches and do our work. It's pretty nice. Our teacher's a guy. Mr. Crat. He just talked about stuff I really wasn't listening to. Amber's head stayed pressed to my chest. Mr. Crat was talking about some sort of science thing.
"I'm hungry." Patricia whined. She laid back on the couch she was sitting on.
"What do you want?" Eddie asked.
"Um can I have a double cheeseburger with tuna and peanut butter. Oatmeal with pickles and hot chocolate." she said. Gross.
"I'm hungry too." Amber said. Jeez.
"What do you want?" I sighed.
"Um, I want a taco but I want pizza toppings on the inside. I also want strawberry lemonade with strawberries in them." she said.
"Ok." I sighed then left the library. Eddie followed. We went to the kitchen and asked the chef to make it. He looked confused and started making random stuff. We sat at the counter waiting. Finally he came out of the kitchen with two disgusting looking plates.
"Eww." I said.
"Looks like shit in a taco shell." Eddie said.
"I tried my best." Chef Martinez said. I nodded. I grabbed the tray with the shit taco and ascended the stairs back to the library. I opened the door. The girls were looking through text books on the table.
"Yum!" Amber said hoping up and grabbing the taco from me. "Thanks." She said in between bites. Patricia ate her whatever and they seemed happy. We continued the lesson and soon finished.
"Read chapter 9 in the Biology text book. I'll see you tomorow." Mr. Crat dismissed us. We all jumbled in the hallway.
"I guess Jerome didn't show." I said.
"He's having one of his brat hissy fits today. He told mother that he was innocent and didn't want to be homeschooled. Blah blah blah." Amber exclaimed. I held her belly and she giggled.
"Ready for your sonogram?" I asked her belly. The baby kicked. I considered that a yes."Let's go little man!"
"It's a girl!" Amber argued. We went outiside to the limo and rode to the hospital.
"Amber. Why the hell are you wearing heels? You're pregnant!" I said.
"They match my outfit." She answered waving her expensive shoes in my face.
"Trip and fall then. Break an ankle or something. I warned you."
"Ha ha. At least I look good! Unlike Patricia. She's wearing sweatpants for crying out loud!" She pointed at Patricia. She glared at her Uggs.
"I'm bigger than you! Of course I'm not going to wear high heels!" Patricia yelled. Amber rolled her eyes and Eddie rubbed her side. Amber smirked.
"What do you think your going to have?" I asked.
"A girl!" Amber blurted.
"I don't know. I don't want to know until it's time for them to be born." Patricia stated.
"I kind of wanted to know." Eddie said.
"We're not going to find out until the birth!"
"How are we suppose to design the nursery?"
"Just use unisex colors. I want to be surprised."
"Well why can't I just know?"
"Because you'll end up telling me."
"What do you mean?"
"You can't keep secrets. You'll buy all these dresses or sports stuff and I'll know. So we're both not going to know."
"Fine."
"Amber do you want to know what your having?" Eddie asked Ambs.
"I want to know I'm having a girl so I can already preregister for all these pagents I found. And I'll buy all these clothes and dresses and polkadots. And loads of GLITTER!" She answered. She is not going to drown my child in glitter. If it's a she then she'll be whoever she wants to be.
"What if it's a boy?" Edded replied.
"Then I'm going to teach him how to play video games, pick up ladies and be the champion at all sports." I joined. Eddie smirked.
"So you are going to tell your children what to be? What if you have a girl and she's a tomboy. And what if your boy turns out to be artistic and not like sports? Are you going to still make them be your fantasy children?" Patricia said. I thought a minute. I didn't want to kill my children's personality.
"Yes!" Amber quickly answered.
"No." I said.
"Don't you want your boy to be athletic?" I thought for a moment.
"Well, I don't want him to hate me for changing his personality." I answered. She shrugged.
"Well she's still going to be a beauty queen." Amber seemed to stick behind her choice of having a beauty queen. No questions asked.
Patricia POV
We got to the doctors office or whatever. Eddie and I went to one room and Amber and Alfie went to another. It smells like doctor in here. The nurse said sit on the bed and the doctor would be there soon. Random equiptment was everywhere. Eddie sat in the chair and I sat on the bed. It was freezing even in my 'huge' sweatpants. The doctor came in and made me lift my shirt. He also made me lay down and put goo on my stomach. It was also cold. He put this thing on my belly and moved it around.
"They seem fine. You see their four arms." the doctor said.
"What do you mean four?" Eddie asked.
"Two embryo's." the doctor said. Twins?
"Oh hell no!" Eddie said. I shot a look at him.
"What do you mean 'two embryos'?" I asked.
"Twin babies." He explained. Eddie looked faint. He then rubbed the knob over my belly some more showing the different parts of the baby.
"Do you want to know the sex of your babies?" He asked us.
"Yes!" Eddie yelled.
"No. You aren't going to know untill birth." I said. The doctor shrugged and kept rubbing me with that knob.
"Well, I'm pretty sure you'll be happy." he said.
Amber POV
I hate doctors. It smells bad and stuff and they scare me. I'm always afraid their gonna say I'm dying and stuff. I laid on the bed in the room. The doctor lifted up my shirt and put cold stuff on my belly. I gripped Alfie's hand.
"It's ok." he murmered. The doctor moved the thing over my belly. Images moved on the screen. Aww my little baby.
"The baby is great." he said.
"What is it?" I asked.
"A little girl." he said. I beamed. This is what I wanted. I mean I would have loved the boy if I had one but I always wanted a girl!
"Aww a mini Ambs. Maybe you can play sports." Alfie said.
"No way! Back off my beauty queen." I said.
I'm having a girl!