"I didnt. I like sandwhiches. Whens that baby coming? Its gonna affect my relationship with someone." He says. "The estimated due date is April 24th. It could be earlier, its only one more week before he or she might come." I tell him. "Wait, whos the relationship you have with someone?" I ask suspiciously.
For the next 3 days and a half he starts going somewhere, not coming back until near midnight. "Where have you been? My water broke the baby is not coming yet!" I say. (Waters can break weeks before the baby comes, or days.) "Somewhere you wouldnt like." He says. "Tell me." I say angrilly. "At a club." "Oh thats not so bad." I say. Or is it?
When I go back to sleep I wake up to find out... THE BABY IS COMING!! "Oh man... oh man!!! J-J-JAKE THE BABY IS COMING HELP IM SO SCARED!!" At the hospital he just starts sleeping. "what is wrong with him! Hes a drug over-addict! its bad for me and the baby!!" I think.
Finally he wakes up, and just in time. I am having the baby!!! "Thank you! You asshole you finally wake up!!!" I moan and scream and cry and grab my pillow because having a baby hurts so much! Finally it was decided to have a C-section. "Oh no... I dont wanna have a c-section." I cry. But finally, we welcome
a beautiful baby boy named Sasha. "I knew we were having a boy!" I tell Jake. "Uh, yeah sure whatever." Im so mad at Jake but I cant stay mad because Sasha is my new life. Jake cannot ruin this life, thats for sure.
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