" And there is your healthy little baby." the nurse smiles while looking at the ultrasound screen.

I haven't been to a docter's appointment in so long. With all the stuff that's been going on I wasn't able to make an appointment. I look over to the screen and smile. She has grown so big. I can't believe that this whole journey with her will be over in 2 months. Just 2 months and I'll never be able to feel this connection with a little human being. Will I feel empty without her?

" I hope you have the nursery set up for this little one because it looks like she's going to arrive a little early." the nurse smiles.

" Oh uhm no, I'm not keeping her." I awkwardly answer. It breaks my heart to hear those words coming from my own mouth.

" Oh. " the nurse replies. I see the pity in her eyes just as she looks away. She starts wiping the gel of my belly and helps me up. You could definitely mistake me for a whale by now.

I bid my goodbye to the nurse and quickly walk out of the room. When I enter the waiting room Blake's face lightens up.

I've been living with Blake these last few weeks.

Am I going crazy?

Probably.

But I haven't stumbled into any danger since living with him. I was skeptical when he offered me to crash at his place while things cool down back at Liam's house but I decided to give it a try. I had to sneak out of the house without getting caught by Stella or a guard. It was harder than I thought. But I made it. And I haven't regretted 'moving in' with Blake.

" You took your time fat-ass." he jokes and starts leading the way.

" This fat-ass will sit on you and crush your organs one by one and then feed it to you for dinner." I shrug. My arm moves to my lower back and I start rubbing it. I really look like one of those over sized unhealthy pregnant women. Well maybe that is because I am.

" Touché. " Blake laughs and opens the car door for me.

I climb in and wait for Blake to climb into the driver's side. I struggle with the seat buckle and look over to Blake for a little help.

" This is so depressing." he laughs and quickly buckles me up.

" Your face is depressing." I fire back.

He puts his right hand over his heart and pulls a dramatic face.

" You are hurting it." he points to his heart and pouts.

" Will you shut up and go get me food. " I laugh. Blake rolls his eyes and starts the car.

" Oh and I need to get new bra's as well..." I awkwardly add just as we drive into the McDonald's drive through.

" What happened to your old one's?" he asks not giving much attention.

Really Blake. How stupid can you be?

" They... Don't fit me... Anymore. " I don't know how else to put it.

His eyes immediately narrows to my breast. He quickly looks away with wide eyes.

" You're right. We'll stop at the mall once we get our food." he answers.

Because of the pregnancy my breast have been growing nonstop. I'm pretty sure I'm a cup size or two bigger than before.

Once we get our food we quickly finish it in the car and head over to the mall. I love going to the mall but I hate walking at 7 months pregnant. You understand my situation.

" Can't you just get me a wheel chair or something." I whine after 5 minutes of walking.

" The poor wheel chair." Blake laughs.

I hit him lightly on the chest. It does feel weird to me to have gained so much weight. I'm thin but not so skinny that I look like a bag of bones and through this whole pregnancy I've probably gained twice my weight. I know I'm over reacting but I'm really uncomfortable.

Blake comes to a stop in front of Victoria Secret.

" Oh hell to the no." I say and walk on.

" Come on. Please." he begs.

" I'm 7 months pregnant. You are beyond crazy if you really think I'm going to shop around in Victoria Secret." I shrug and keep on walking.

I can't help the memory that comes rushing back from me and Liam in Victoria Secret a few months ago. I smile at the memory and my heart aches when I realize that the Liam I had known then isn't the one I've come to know now. It hurts so I quickly shake my head to get rid of the memory.

" You don't have to buy anything. We can just look around. " Blake continues to beg.

I stop and turn around. " No ", I say and keep on walking.

I hear Blake sigh dramatically as he follows me.

I come to a stop in front of a store called 'BabyBoom'. I've heard of this place. Apparently it has the most comfortable underwear for pregnant women. Don't mind if do.

I grab a few pairs of bras and head to the counter to pay. Blake of course pushes me away from the counter and pays for the clothing. I don't even try to put up a fight. I've been trying to for the last few weeks. He won't budge. I do wonder where he gets all this money. Speaking of money... I don't even know what he does for a living. He must make a pretty penny to afford the house we are living in. Blake smiles and walks out of the store. I roll my eyes and follow him.

" Anything else?" Blake asks.

I shake my head. We make our way out of the mall and back to Blake's car. I almost immediately fall asleep on the way home. What? It was a 45 minute drive okay. Let me sleep.

I hear Blake trying to wake me up but I don't budge. I'm honstley too lazy to get up.

" Don't expect me to carry your fat- ass." he comments. I lift my hand and show him the middle finger as I slowly open my one eye.

I unbuckle myself and Blake helps me get out of the car. It's the little things that makes me realize how much I appreciate him. I no longer feel alone. I don't feel like I'm irritating everyone with the pregnancy and my needs. I feel at home.

We walk over to front door and he opens the door. Just as I was about to step inside he slightly yanks me back.

" Rude." I comment.

He lifts his finger up to his lips to quiet me. Next thing I know he has his gun in his hand. Why the hell does he always have a gun? I'm seriously considering giving him a speach right now but something does feel off. He starts walking into the house with his gun held up. I follow him. I can't help the shiver that creeps up into my spine as we walk further into the house.

This can't be happening again. We haven't been disturbed with violence since Stella almost died.

Stella... I wonder how she's doing.

" Well well well, look who we have here." I hear an all too familiar voice.

"Chase?"

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