Three of A Kind
***3RD INSTALLMENT OF THE LUCKY 13 SERIES***
The room was silent except for Criss' faint snore on the space of mattress beside me. I couldn't sleep, actually sleeping was almost near impossible these days. If I didn't have to vomit, then I had to urinate for the thousandth time of the day since my bladder was being smashed. Also, it was becoming increasingly difficult to find a comfortable position to lay in when I practically had a beach-ball sized stomach and a constant killer back ache. Oh well, I only had less than three months left to go in my pregnancy. To be honest, I was still scared about the delivery but I was more than ready to get it all over and done with.
As I made my way to the bathroom for the 4th time that night I began to think about all of the things I had to get done the next day. I had to make sure that my mom and dad's flight arrived on time and that their hotel rooms were taken care of before the wedding. I had to call J.D. and make sure he had talked to Dimitra and see when she would be arriving. I had to-
My mind paused in thought as I felt an uneasy pain move through my lower stomach.
I had to throw up….
Supposedly, it was still normal for me to have occasional morning sickness, even though I was 6 months pregnant. However, it seemed as though lately for the past 2 weeks I had been throwing up more than twice a day. My doctor was becoming increasingly concerned and said that if I hadn't gained more weight before our next monthly check up then she might have to investigate the problem further. "Investigating the problem further" did NOT sound like something good to me then again neither did throwing up my food twice a day…
Once I was done hugging the now familiar toilet I brushed my teeth and sluggishly made my way back into bed as quietly as I could manage.
"You're still awake," Criss mumbled as he fluffed his pillow underneath his head. "It's 2am, Sarah. You need to get some rest."
I nodded as I laid down on my back. "I know."
"Is it your stomach again?" He tried to hold back a yawn while he rubbed his hand down my belly.
"Yeah, I don't know… maybe I'm eating something that the baby doesn't like." My eyes shut tight as I concentrated on pushing my worst fears aside.
"Hmmm, maybe… I hope." Criss replied. His lips gently found my forehead and I grinned. "I love you babe, get some sleep. We have a big day tomorrow. The day before the wedding."
I nearly chuckled. "Is it just me or does it seem like we've already done all this before?"
Pulled the blanket tighter against his chest Criss laughed. "Yeah, but this time… well, this time maybe we have our shit straight."
At around 2:45am I finally gave into the darkness behind my eyelids only to find myself wide awake again at 4am. This time was different, it wasn't because I had to resituate myself in bed or urinate, instead I found myself grasping onto Criss' arm in horror. I woke up abruptly from the familiar envisage of the old mysterious Cathedral once again set ablaze.
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