"Your bellybutton popped," Alejandro smirked, running his finger over my protruding navel.


I looked down at my stomach, "Oh my gosh, when did that happen?"


"I don't know, but it's cute on you."


He reached over to my lips and kissed me.


"We should really start thinking about a birth plan," He said.


A what?


"A what?" I asked.


"A birth plan, what you're planning on doing after toi go into labor, the method, any medications, those things."


"Um, what's the plan where they just rip the baby out of me?"


"That's a C-section."


"I’m not sure what I want right now. Right now, I like the idea of that. Do toi know...

~A Proposal Only toi Can Make~

Heather was sitting in a tree, looking in the sky. [i]How could he say I'm not too young to get married? I'm almost 17, but that doesn't mean I-[i]
"Heather?" Alejandro stood below the tree, looking up at her.
"What do toi want, Al?"
"What's the matter?"
"Nothing! I'm really pissed!"
"Oh, are you? Well, maybe this will make toi feel better."
Alejandro smiled at his girl, ready to posistion himself when Heather cut in.
"Is this supposed to be a surprise?" She asked.
"Uh, yes! A surprise! But can I ask toi something?"
"Yeah."
"How would toi like to-"
"Can I come down first?"...

The suivant few days went par fine. I had gone to another doctor’s appointment and she had a dit that the baby was developing great. And somehow, Alejandro and I managed to keep Jose sleeping on the couch. This was a great turnout.


Though, I hadn’t heard anything from Courtney.


I was enjoying a peaceful sleep while feeling flutters coming from Marisol every so often and listening Alejandro breathing slowly in his sleep.


My cell phone going off across the room woke me up. I decided to ignore it; whoever it was could just call back later. And if it was important, they could just call back. Of course,...

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It was Saturday again, the jour they hung out with one another in some way that made them content at the time. She was coming over to his house this time so they could come up with a plan and he could hardly wait. She always came up with something interesting and when she didn't he had a good time arguing about it. And he hoped today would be no different.

So she came walking through his door at the scheduled time, like always, wearing an oddly normal getup of her pinkish tank haut, retour au début and short tan skirt. Nevertheless...

“I know that they abandoned me when I needed them, but—but I just—I can’t believe this happened,” Courtney cried from inside the room.


“Sh, Courtney, everything is going to be alright,” Trent replied.


“Poor Courtney,” Sierra stated as we stood outside of the room. She bounced up and down in an attempt to quiet Lyric down.


There was silence, except for Lyric’s whimpering, for the suivant twenty minutes ou so.


Trent and Courtney came out of the room, his hands situated on her shoulders, massaging them. Her eyes were red and puffy-looking, “Sierra, can I have Lyric? He’s probably...

Beep.


Beep.


Beep.


What was that noise? It just kept going on and on. It was getting on my nerves; it just wouldn’t stop.


My head hurt so badly. I didn’t know why, but I wanted it to stop soon.


I slowly opened my eyes, looking around the room. Everything seemed to be white. Why? Where was I? I couldn’t tell. I didn’t have any clue of where I was. I slowly tried to sit up, but found that I couldn’t. I didn’t know if I was strapped down ou if I just didn’t have the strength.


“Heather, you’re awake!” A voice called excitedly.


I turned my head to face where the sound of the voice was...