It's been a few weeks since Jason pushed himself onto me. Thankfully, the next day I was having pains when I went to the bathroom, so I went to the ER only to find out I had a UTI. I also found out it's common in pregnant women, since the baby does somersaults on the bladder. I was so afraid after Jason attacked me, that I thought the worst and freaked out thinking something was wrong with the baby due to the blood in the toilet. But that too, was part of the UTI.
Needless to say, since then, Xavier, once again, has not left my side. This is time, it doesn't only pertain to school, but also at home, and in the night. Yes, I have been sleeping in his bed every night. Surprisingly, with the compromising position we sleep in, I feel safe and calm in his arms. He doesn't try anything on me or make me feel this is anything sexual. I think he understands what I've been through, which is why he makes sure I am comfortable.
I am now at a point where I am showing more, so I have been trying to wear baggier clothes. My predominately round belly could also be the reason why Xavier hasn't touched me in any other way but platonic. I've been reading a lot of those expecting books, and they all say I'm supposed to be at a point where I'm most beautiful and 'glowing'. Looking in the mirror in the girls' bathroom, I am not seeing anything glowing about me. With my baggy clothes, it just looks like I have gained weight, but am not actually pregnant looking. It suits me though, since I have always been sickly thin due to the lack of food all these years.
I hear the bathroom door open, and I quickly pull my sweatshirt down, just before Francesca and Jessica walk around the corner. They both stop mid laugh and glare dirty looks at me. "Well well. If it isn't X's new favorite whore." Jessica comes up behind me, narrowing her eyes at me through the mirror. "What does he even see in you. Your hair always looks dirty, you have hideous clothes, and you're even starting to get fat." She said that last part flicking my sweatshirt up a bit. I noticed my bump in the mirror, but I am pretty sure her eyes were fixated on my face the whole time she was talking.
After adjusting my sweatshirt, I tried pushing past Francesca, who was blocking the bathroom door, but she stopped me by putting both hands on either sides of my shoulders and shoving me backwards where Jessica caught me. She wrapped her arms around my upper body, hindering me from getting out of her grip. Francesca laughs at me and marches right up to me, slapping me so hard, I saw blood fly off me from somewhere landing on the floor. Jessica then tossed me to the floor and knocking my feet to get me to look at her.
"I don't know what you're doing to keep him up your ass all the time, but it better stop real fast. You are nothing Freak! You will always be nothing! So do all of us a favor and die already." Both girls jerked their heads back bellowing out a hard laughter as they walked arm in arm out of the bathroom, leaving me crumpled up on the floor. The tears kept falling now that I was alone again. I will always be along in these types of situations. I can't tell May of what happened, because for some reason, my bestie has decided to be Xavier's reporter on me and tells him everything that goes on with me. I definitely can't tell Xavier, or else he will cause a scene, again.
I pulled myself up off the ground and proceeded to clean my face up from the blood I now saw was smeared from the cut on my lip up the side of my cheek. Once I was cleaned up, I grabbed a cold wet paper towel to hold onto my lip in hopes of taking down the swelling before I have to see Xavier after school. We are supposed to be going to another check up appointment for the baby and the last thing I want is to play 20 questions on what happened to my face. I made it back to my classroom with about 10 minutes left before the end of school.
I walked with Xavier through the hallways with my head down, using my hair as a curtain, hoping he wouldn't pay me any attention, until we made it outside to his car. Pulling out of the parking lot, I was thankful he decided to plug in his phone to one of his play lists, which meant he wasn't in a talkative mood. Me neither. We pulled up to the OB's office, but Xavier made no move to get out of the car. He was glued to his phone, with a frustrated look etched into his face. He told me he would be in a minute, so I started in without him.
I guess I have to remind myself, this isn't his responsibility, so I shouldn't expect anything from him. I should just be grateful for when he does decide to do things for me. I checked in at the counter and took a seat next to a woman with a very tiny baby breast feeding. I felt so awkward as this woman's boob was hanging out for everyone to see, and no one seemed to care. Am I required to do things like this too? I hadn't realized I was staring when she caught my attention. "Is this your first baby?" I looked up at her smiling face. She was so genuine when talking to me. I hadn't answered her so she continued talking. "This little guy.." She tilted the baby slightly for me to get a better look. "Is Tyson, and he is baby brother number 4." Did she just say 4?!
I'm freaking out over number one, and this is her fourth. "T-this is my first time! I'm scared." I have no idea why I blurted that out. I don't think I have said that yet to anyone. She had a warm personality about her that made me want to spew everything at her about my life. Before she could respond a nurse called my name. She told me 'Congrats' as I walked past her. Just as I was heading through the door, Xavier came in through the front door, catching the door to the back before it shut all the way.
After I had my bottoms off and my fancy paper cover over my legs, the Dr. Kodan walked in. "Well, it's good to see you again, Treya." She was looking over my chart flipping pages. "I received some medical reports from the Emergency Room. Looks like you had a UTI. Did you finish all the of the antibiotics that were given to you?" I nodded my head. Those had me on edge as well the first time I went to the bathroom after starting the medication and my pee was neon orange. "How are you feeling now? Would you say the infection is gone?"
"I'm doing okay. I'm pretty sure it's all gone. I don't have anymore pain when I go to the bathroom." She was jotting things down in my chart while nodding her head to my response.
"That's good. I'm glad you didn't ignore your body when you noticed something different. It's important to always watch for anything unusual. Even if it is something as small as a cramp. If it doesn't seem right, call the advice nurse. We get new time moms all the time, so we are used to the false symptoms of anything that end up being nothing." I was relieved with that statement. I honestly felt like the nurses would look at me like I was crazy for always 'crying wolf'. "Now let's see how that baby bean is doing, and maybe we can find out what you're having."
I was excited with the potential idea of knowing whether I am having a girl or a boy. Oh my god! I have to name a human being. I hadn't really thought about that until now. I still have plenty of time for that, so will save that for another day. The ultrasound machine was wheeled in, and here came the cold glob of gel to my tummy. Instantly heard the heart rapidly beating. Dr. Kodan told me I was 20 weeks now, and she started to try and show me each of the body parts as they came into view. I was only see blurry shadows moving, but she's the doctor. She was clicking on buttons and capturing images to print for me, then started typing out something on one of the images.
When they were all printed, she handed the last one to me with the words 'It's a Boy' and a circle around what I assume was his little penis to prove it. "I guess now you can start decorating with blue and dinosaurs." She smiled big over the thought. I hadn't even begun to think about color schemes or even shopping for the baby. I need to get on this before the end of this baby journey is over. I almost forgot Xavier was in the room until he reached over and grabbed the image from my hand. He stared at the print with..love? Admiration. Definitely an emotion I would not have observed on his face.
I think for the first time, I was happy. My circumstance wasn't the greatest, but this baby was the only good thing in my life. I was going to strive to make that good last. I felt protective already. We pulled into the garage of the house, and I ran up to my room, well, it was Xavier's room, but I haven't left since the night of the Jason incident. Xavier also hasn't wanted me to leave. At some point, my stuff from the other room, migrated into Xavier's room. He cleared out two drawers for me and made room in his closet for my clothes. He even went as far as coming home one day with another nightstand for my side of the bed.
I would've thought the idea of sleeping with Xavier would have led to other things, but he has respected me on that subject. I'm not going to lie, with my pregnancy hormones, it's starting to make me feel insecure, like maybe he isn't attracted to me. I don't blame him; the doctor did mention I was about 10 pounds heavier than I should be for 20 weeks. I think a lot of that is from not always having food to having an abundance of it at me leisure. Maybe my extra weight doesn't turn him on. I was standing in front of the body mirror, examining my body to see where all the new changes have occurred, besides my belly.
Looking at myself, I was just seeing too many things that were killing my happy mood. I decided I would take this time to go shopping and start looking at baby items. I needed to get a feel for how much I was going to need when the baby came. Walking back downstairs, I saw Xavier hovered in the front doorway talking to someone. The person speaking to him sounded so familiar. I stepped closer to peer around Xavier to get a better look at the person. When they noticed me, I was met with the same blue-silvery eyes, that have been my savior many of times. "Malcom?"
He pushed past Xavier and crashed into me, lifting me off the ground into a massive bear hug. He and I both tucked our faces into each other's necks, taking in the comfort and shock of seeing each other. He placed me back on my feet and cupping my face, looking at me with sadness. "I am so sorry I was not there. I had no idea things had gone so far. We stopped dealing through your dad, which is why I hadn't been around in a long while, but I should've checked on you. Baby girl, you have no idea how sorry I am." He pulled me in for a kiss to my forehead. I closed my eyes to bask in his touch, scent, and love I have known since I was a little girl when he first found me beaten unconscious in the kitchen of my dad's house. He pulled back looking at me again, and then around me. "What are you doing here?'
"I live here...Kind of? Xavier found me in a bad state and helped me to get away from dad. Haven't been back since, and that was almost 2 months ago." He looked over his shoulder towards an infuriated Xavier. I scrunched my brows together in confusion at him. He was glaring at Malcom for some reason. I looked back at Malcom. "How do you know Xavier?"
"Me and Xavier here, go way back. You can say I met him through his father while doing business for him." I knew what kind of business Malcom was into as well as I knew he was with the MC too. Many times, I have stayed at his place, just outside the club house, where you get an eyeful of naked bodies running around everywhere. I never would've pegged Xavier into that, maybe his father, as it has been rumored that his father was one of the head mafias. But it was only a rumor. Malcom pulled my attention back to him. "You look like you headed somewhere."
"Yeah. I was going to go shopping." I wasn't sure how I felt about Malcom knowing about my pregnancy. I turned to Xavier to ask him the next question. "Are you available to take me?" I looked between him and Malcom who both seem to be having some secret mind conversation that only they understood. "I don't mind waiting, if you need to finish up here."
Malcom responded first. "No baby girl, we're done. In fact, I can take you and then you can come over like you used to. I'll buy you anything you need."
"She can't. Treya, I need to talk to you about something first. Why don't you go upstairs to our room and wait for me." I narrowed my eyes at Xavier. I don't know what his problem was. He didn't even give me a chance to retort back. "Go!" he yelled at me while pointing towards the stairs. Malcom glanced at me at the same time I looked over at him. He lifted his eyebrows in a questioning manner, and I was feeling the same way. Xavier has never talked to me like this before. Malcom then did something he hadn't done in a while, he blinked 3 times to tell me he will pick me up at the end of the road when I sneak out.
I spun on my heels with my head held high in the air and stomped upstairs to the room. Xavier would get a shock to discover I was not going to be there when he finally comes up here.