"I-I am?" Moly asked, as she was still struggling to breath.
"That's right." Doctor Blain sagte as he adjusted his gloves. "I'll be right back, I have to get a few Mehr assistants and the plastic basinet."
Just as the young doctor left, the expecting girl let out long breath. She still couldn't believe that she was actually giving birth to a baby. Molly thought of it miraculous, but scary. Her naive mind still had no clue what type of pain that it was going up against.
Months had passed since the accident and everyone seemed to get better. Nonny's injuries had healed completely, which left him scarless and healthy again. Goby and Deema had finally gotten married. They had their loving wedding in a traditional church filled family and friends. Molly and Gil were just as fine. They were doing great, and Molly was getting farther in her pregnancy. Now being nine months along, she looked like she was ready to pop. Her tummy was big, round, and so adorable to touch. Gil loved to...
Later that day, the baby was still kicking Molly. Throughout the afternoon, the little girl would Bewegen and shake. The rosa haired girl thought it was very cute, but also alarming. The first few movements were soft, but know they've turned rough. Everytime Molly would try to do something, the baby girl would keep on kicking.
"What is up with you?" Molly asked as she stared down at her tummy.
The baby replied with a sharp kick that made her mother jump. The rosa haired girl tried rubbing her belly to make...
Though Oona was already confused about the past events that had happened earlier that day, this set her mind straight. All she could do was look at the beautiful ring that was being displayed before her. It had a whimsical band that was swirled, and a giant dark blue gem implanted in the middle. It was jade. A gem that signified beauty an honor in her distant cultures.
She wanted to jump on Nonny so badly, but that would probably worsen his conditions if. The girl blinked a messy mixture of tears from her eyes...
"Gilly?" Molly called to her husband. "Gil, where are you?"
She searched for him all through their house. He wasn't in the laundry room. Not in the basement. And especially not in the bedroom. The last place Molly looked was in the living room. She was happy to find Gil sitting on the couch and watching television.
"There Du are!" The girl sagte happily when seeing the welcoming smile on her husband's face. "You have to see this!"
It only took a moment for the rosa haired girl to lift the bottom part of her shirt. She...
Molly woke the Weiter morning to the chaffing of her own cheeks. Dried tear marks were plastered on her face and making white lines from her eyes to her chin. The girl seemed too depressed to get up, but she had to talk to someone.
The rosa haired bride-to -be changed her party clothes from the night before and brushed her frizzy hair. Now it lay limp on her back as she put on a blue hoodie, skinny jeans, and a pair of black uggs. (A/N yes, shes human) She stared at herself in the mirror and sighed.
Weeks had passed Von since Molly and Deema talked. It has been so long that they didn't seem to know eachother. The Monat of June ended with a big bang and slowly enetered into the hot July.
The wedding was in a Monat and Molly was as hectic as ever. She had so much to plan in so little time. She had to finish the invitations, decide on the brides maid dresses, choose the cake, and decide on her own dress. There were many things she had to plan, and what made it Mehr upsetting was that Deema wasn't even there.