" Come on Everly."

" I can't Blake."

" You can. I know it hurts but you will feel so relieved once your done."

" I c-can't. It's too much." I sigh and wipe away the sweat that started forming on my temple.

" It'll be worth the suffering Everly." Blake encourages.

I look down at the bright yellow yoga mat. Blake thought it would be a good idea to get me into yoga. Apparently it's good for the baby to be stretched in uncomfortable ways.

I take his hand and move my feet away from each other and bend my knees in a squat position. Blake helps me up and I do the exact same movement again.

" You really are unfit." Blake laughs throwing me a towel.

I catch it and wipe the light layer of sweat from my forehead.

" You try being fit with a child growing inside of you." I comment taking a gulp from my water.

Blake chuckles and starts to roll up the yoga mat. He then proceeds to walk over to the treadmill.

My eyes grow wide.

" Hell no."

Blake rolls his eyes and pushes the button to turn on the treadmill.

" It's gonna be worth it, trust me." he gives me a small smile.

I look around the gym trying to think of an escape plan. I could try and get out of the window but my bump will be too big to get me through. I could try and strangle Blake with my slightly wet towel and hopefully make it to the door in time to escape but then again Blake is pretty strong and he's faster than I could ever be. I could also try and faint but that would mean that Blake would have to carry me, which I don't want him to do, and that he will force me to stay in my bed for the next week. Not gonna happen.

I sigh and get onto the treadmill.

" You owe me a foot massage after this." I groan as Blake gets on the treadmill right next to mine.

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The next few weeks comes and goes. I had my 18th birthday and well it kind of sucked. Blake was out of town and Stella did try her best to cheer me up after I haven't heard anything from Liam. Speaking of Stella, she still makes her usual appearance right after Blake leaves the house and keeps me company. Blake's been busy the last few days so he is rarely home. I tried asking him what's keeping him busy but he just changes the topic. He did come home the other night and handed me the print outs of Jasmine and Brent's background checks. Nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary.

I didn't see any harm so I had decided to give Chicka to them. It was a hard decision but I trust and pray that it was the right one.

I had called Jasmine and Brent over to the house to discuss the final arrangements for Chicka. We have decided that they will take her as soon as she is born and I won't be able to see her at all after then. Only when she turns 18 will I be able to reach out to her. I doubt that I will. It will be too hard for me to deal with.

I never heard back from Liam. I tried to call him later on after his drunk confession to me but he never picked up nor tried to call back. What a huge surprise, note to my sarcasm.

And now, now I'm at this fancy day spa Stella booked us into, getting the best foot massage of my life.

" When did the doctor say you are due? " Stella asks.

" The 22nd of September."

It's now the 18th of August. It's scary to realize how fast time can fly. I'm not complaining. Being pregnant is not easy. Especially with the swollen feet and aching breast.

Stella's one eye shoots open. " That's like in a month's time. "

" Thanks for pointing out the obvious." I have to bite back a moan when I feel hands being pressed into my left foot. Damn this feels so good.

" But the doctor said that she thinks Chicka will arrive sooner." I continue.

" Aren't you scared that the baby is going to tear your vagina apart? " Stella whispers utterly disgusted.

I have to choke back my laugh as I look at Stella's terrified expression. Now come to think of it, I have to push a baby through my yoohoo. Sometimes the flesh tear and they have to stitch it up.

Oh God, I'm going to have stitches in my vigina.

" Don't remind me." my eyes flatter close as I push the gruesome image out of my head. My whole body relaxes with the soothing music playing in the background. I haven't felt this relaxed even before my pregnancy. Now I know why this place is so highly rated.

The two of us fall into a comfortable silence. That is until Stella's phone goes off. She jumps up and looks at her phone.

" Shoot! We need to go." Stella rushes over to me and helps me get up.

" No. I was so comfortable now." I whine.

Stella doesn't spare me a glance as she grabs both of our purses with one hand and my hand with the other. She quickly rushes us out of the building and into her new Ford Ranger. Ah, that new car smell.

" Where are we going? " I ask as Stella speeds down the busy roads.

She doesn't answer.

I close my eyes. " Dear God, please give me patience and not strength because if I have strength I will use it on poor Stella. Amen."

Stella gives me a weird look and continues to speed.

One red light. Another red light. Three red lights. We passed three red lights. Let me repeat, three red lights.

" Do you want to end up in jail?! " I yell.

Stella laughs." They'll have to catch me first."

Stella continues to speed through the town and ends up pulling into a parking lot with a few cars.

I look around but I don't recognize where we are. Stella unbucles herself and gets out of the car. I do the same.

" Where are we? " I question coming to a halt next to her.

Stella smirks. " Shh it's a surprise." she grabs my hand and we make our way over to the building.

We enter the pitch black building. So this is how I die. Blind and 8 months pregnant. Let my story be told.

Before I could over exaggerate further on the pitch black room lights up. Pink balloons and streamers fill the entire room. Posters of babies are covered over the walls. A white swan makes it appearance in the right conner of the room with a golden frame with the words 'oh baby' next to it. I see a lot of tables overflowing with snacks and in the middle of one table is an enormous baby, pink and white cake. Behind the enormous cake, on the wall, is a huge pink Baby Shower banner.

What catches my attention the most is the amount of people in the room.

" SURPIRSE!" Everyone yells.

So many faces and my eyes immediately land on one specific face.

" Mom?"

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