Taylor's POV
Sage fucking fainted at the damn doctors office today so now I'm going crazy trying to figure out why but the doctor just told me I have to pick up Sophia. My driver was on his lunch break once I called him so I had to stop my meeting to get her. Sage is coming home with me too. I'm not having this shit where I have worry about her being in the hospital. I'm not having her stay in any hospital unless it's the one where her father is. Nope. Not happening.
"Taylor!" Sophia cries when she sees me.
I get on one knee so I'm eye-level with her. "Why are you crying Sophia?" She probably thinks Sage died.
EV.
"Sage fell asleep and the doctor told me she was fine but she isn't waking up." She cries in my shoulder and I pick her up and carry her to one of the waiting chairs.
"Why did she go to sleep?" I ask her once I sit her down.
"B-because sh-she was scared." She stutters and wipes her eyes.
"Well she is okay now." I promise and take her hand to walk to where Sage is.
"You don't need to worry about anything Sophia. Did you do a good job?"
"Yup, Ama' let me stay home and I kept Sage company." She smiles and wipes away her tears, proud of herself.
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She is wide awake once I get to her room but I see her fumbling with the chord.
"Cara! What are you doing?" I run to her side and pull her hands away from the chords.
"Taylor be quiet. You're giving me a headache." She rubs her temples and I inwardly laugh at her dramatic gesture. "I was trying to call to see where the hell the doctor is." Her tone is pissed, and she swore. Whoever the fuck pissed her off while pregnant.
"Why do you need to call the doctor?" I ask confused.
"I need to ask why the hell they let Sophia cry! She shouldn't be crying for Christ's sake when she is alone and scared! Somebody should have called you or woken me up or-" I can't help but stare at her in adoration. I love knowing how much Sage cares about other people. She wears her heart on her sleeve.
"Cara mia, it's alright. They did call me and I came as soon as I could." She visibly relaxes, just a little, but still tense.
"Sophia, are you okay?" She looks around me and at Sophia who is sitting quietly playing with the fray on her sweater sleeve.
"Yeah." She smiles and gets up to sit next to Sage. She knows to be careful with the chords, she is very smart for her age.
"Are you sure? Were any of the doctors or nurses mean to you?" She asks gently.
"No. She gave me some yogurt. She said food would make me feel better. It did." We both laugh at her. Not enough to embarrass her.
"Are you okay cara mia? Why did you faint anyway?"
"The doctor didn't tell you?" She asks, clearly shocked. I'm shocked too. If I didn't know how good of a doctor she was, I would have gotten her fired.
"Nope. And I'm starting to get really fucking tired of-"
"I fainted because I found out we were having twins." She says carefully.
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"TWINS?" My father shouts over the phone. At least he didn't start crying like Robert. I can't handle another person crying today.
"Yes Apa'. And when we get home, do not smother Sage. Tell the girls also. She fainted today already and I need her to eat, sleep, and relax. Okay?" He doesn't respond, just exhales deeply over the line.
"Taylor, do you realize what this means?" He asks frantically. Nope.
"Yep."
"I hope you're ready for this." He growls.
He has nothing to worry about.
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Sage's POV
Taylor is working late again and he doesn't want me to go with him because he says I need my sleep. I have a bed there and he doesn't want me there? It makes no sense to me. He makes no sense. I have been very bored here for the past three weeks while all the girls have been going to school. Next week is thanksgiving and I think he is working that day too, just not as late. The only thing I do is visit my father and go to Starbucks. The corner store if it's a good day.
Taylor doesn't even come home for dinner. He comes home a half an hour later, and dinner is usually awkward after that. Sergio used to be able to come home early enough for dinner, so should Taylor. Everybody in the house knows that, I feel like he doesn't want to come home.
I've been thinking of going back to my house for a while. I still feel weird going into the kitchen when nobody else is in there. It's not that I feel unwelcomed, it's that I feel like I don't belong. Even when Taylor is home, he usually just stays upstairs with me in his bedroom. We only go downstairs if necessary. I help the girls with their homework once in a while, but they're really good at it so they don't need my help often.
I have been getting bigger also. I out on ten pounds over the past three weeks. I feel like Taylor is starting to notice. He touches my stomach whenever he can. I use a lot of cocoa butter also, I read somewhere that it prevents stretchmarks. I don't see any so far and I think it's working, but Taylor only comments on my growing belly when he notices the three empty smoothie cups on the night stand.
He hasn't said much about the twins either. I thought I would have a different reaction. He couldn't be more happy, but I thought he would at least have commented something like "I'm so excited" or "I can't wait." I got neither. I got, "we're going to have to get two of everything." Maybe he thinks I'm becoming too expensive. I need a coat soon too. It hasn't snowed yet, thankfully. I will need one before just to be prepared but I don't think Taylor would want to go shopping with me. He hasn't been wanting to do anything with me lately.
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Arranged Baby
Romance"When God gives you too much of something, he evens it out somewhere else." Taylor has it all. Looks, ladies, and his father's wealth to live off of. Nothing he has was worked for, so imagine the shock he feels when he finds himself working for a wo...
