Pregnant For My Bully

Amelia Forbes

I literally could not fit into any of my clothes anymore. Dani and Adrian had to go on a shopping spree for maternal clothes while Benson kept me company.

Benson was back, finally. He was exhausted and awaiting the results from the colleges he had applied to. At the moment, he was helping massage my neck and shoulders. Thank gracious.

I felt ugly and bloated and by now I’d decided that pregnancies were the worst things to exist. I felt like an elephant, too big to stand on my own. And it was really annoying.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

As the day of my delivery drew closer, I felt lazier, more and more exhausted, irritated about everything. And the muscle aches were the worst part, hence the massage.

I was due in two weeks according to my doctor, and I was nervous. I’ve read bad things about childbirth; complications like breech births. There was even one where the umbilical cord would wrap around the baby’s neck and strangle it to death.

I shuddered as I thought about it.

“Are you cold?” Benson paused, giving me a worried look.

“Yeah,” I lied. I knew he’d scold me if he knew what I was thinking.

He grabbed a duvet from the sofa and wrapped it around me. “Better?”

I nodded weakly.

“Good,” He muttered, resuming the neck massage. “So… he started,” I could hear the mischief in his voice.

“A lot happened while I was away, huh?”

I shrugged.

He slapped me lightly on my shoulder.

“Ben?!” I groaned. “What?”

He turned my chair so I could face him. “Don’t pretend like you don’t know the exact thing I’m talking about,” He wiggled his eyebrows.

I frowned.

Now I was really confused. What was he talking about?

“Ugh, Mel. Don’t tell me you didn’t notice. So this is what happens when you’re pregnant huh?”

I gave him a hard kick in the shin.

“Ow!” He jumped up and down like a yo-yo.

I smirked. “You were saying?”

He rolled his eyes again. “Adrian and Dani?” He whispered, wiggling his eyebrows.

My frown deepened. “What?”

“Oh my god, Mel! The chemistry. Don’t you see?”

Oh.

It dawned on me what he meant now.

Dani and Adrian? It seemed unlikely. I shook my head. Nope. Ben was misreading it.

“They’re not a thing, Ben. Chillax.” I laughed.

“If you say so,” He continued in an annoying singsong voice. “They literally always together now.”

As my eyes widened in realization, Benson caught on. “Mm hmm. Think about it. They even go home together,” He laughed. “Gosh, they’re so adorbs.”

Something poked me in the chest. I wasn’t completely sure what it was. Jealousy?

I scoffed.

Jealous of what?

I stopped Ben’s dilligent hands, sighing. “I’m gonna go get some rest. I feel tired.”

“Oh,” Ben muttered. “Okay then.”

As I stood to my feet, I felt warm liquid run down my legs and to the floor.

Ben and I exchanged horrified looks.

“I think my water just broke.”