CHAPTER 73- Gotcha

Demi's POV 

"I think my water just broke." 

        Wilmer's eyes widened hugely and jumped out of bed. 

"Oh shit! Fuck what do we we do? Hospital. We need to get to the hospital. Oh my God-" 

His rapid questioning was cut off by my giggle. 

"Gotcha." 

Wilmer's mouth slackened as his arms fell limply to his sides. 

"W-What?" 

A loud laugh escaped my mouth, "I just wanted to see what you'd do." 

Wilmer's expression darkened, "What the fuck Demi?! That's not fucking funny!" 

I surpressed another laugh and walked over to him, rubbing his sides, "Yes it was and you know it. Come on it was a joke. I'm sorry I really wanted to see how you'd react on the day it actually happens. I was just trying to lighten the mood."

Wilmer sighed and wrapped his arms around me, "Well now you know that I freak the fuck out. So don't you ever do that to me again... please." 

I giggled and nodded, looking up at him with a smile until he kissed me and got back in bed to cuddle. We stayed in each other's arms for a little bit, just lightly kissing as I played with his fingers. 

"Do you think we're gonna be okay?" I murmured, as Wilmer's hand spread over my six-month pregnant belly. 

"What do you mean Hermosa?" 

I sighed, "Don't you remember when Izzy was a baby? No sleep? We were always so cranky and grumpy about everything and didn't sleep in the same bed half of the time. You were looking for a divorce lawyer." 

Wilmer inhaled sharply, "How do you know that?" 

I sniffled, "I saw the email you sent to Phil. You said you wanted to keep it quiet and not to have huge press or a vicious separation." 

Wilmer was silent for a second, "It wasn't working out Demi. We were always fighting and never together. We had more good moments than bad. But we're different people now nena. We're stronger than that." 

I shook my head, "It crushed me Will. I thought you didn't love me." 

He sighed, "That's not true. I never stopped loving you and I never will. I thought you had changed your mind about us and was done. Then I gained some perspective and realized what an ass I was being and called it off. It wasn't because I didn't love you baby, it was because I thought you had lost sight of us." 

I rested my head on his chest, "That won't happen." 

Wilmer circled my waist with his arms, "I know nena, now sleep. We have therapy and a doctor's appointment tomorrow." 

I let out a yawn and nodded, snuggling into his side and letting my eyes drift shut. 

~*~

        "So, 'I understand it's been an eventful week." 

Wilmer and I exchanged looks as Kelly spoke. 

"Eventful is a huge understatement." Wilmer chuckled, and I nodded. 

"Eventful doesn't even cut it." 

Kelly smiled, "So with all of the... events. How are you guys doing?" 

Wilmer looked down at me and I smiled, "Pretty good actually. I mean it was really tough when he called the police on Izzy. But we're past it and we're good." 

Kelly smiled, "That's good! Now, I want to focus on both of your fears again now and through our next session. Both of you say your fear, and we'll talk about it a bit, but the same rules apply that you can't talk about it at home." Wilmer and I nodded, already used to this drill. "Wilmer would you like to start?" 

He nodded and sat up a bit, "I think one of my main fears is that Demi is over stressing and that it could potentially hurt the baby. I just want her to slow down a bit. I know we've got a couple of months but I don't think she should be putting herself through so much at this point." 

Kelly nodded, "Interesting... Demi, do you think you're putting yourself through an unnecessary amount of stress? Do you think Wilmer's fear is valid?" 

I took a deep breath, "No and yes. No, I don't think that I, myself, am putting myself through the stress. I mean I can't just step back and not be a mom because I have another one on the way. I just take what comes to me and deal with it. But, considering I'm not the best in knowing when to stop and things have gone wrong before, I think his fear is very valid." 

Kelly smiled, "I think the two of your could use more communication, that way the fears you discuss here could become less of a shock when you first hear them. Soon, you'll have to think harder and harder of things you are afraid of. But Demi, it's your turn." 

I took a deep breath, "It's the same fear that I've had since the moment I found out that I was pregnant. I'ts irrational and stupid and harsh, but it's real. I'm scared that if something... goes wrong, in the pregnancy, that he'll leave again. And this time he won't come back." 

Wilmer's body tensed underneath me and Kelly sat back in her chair. 

"Excellent. Now you know the rules, no talking about it Wilmer." 

His jaw dropped open, "What? You can't just expect me to not want to talk about that!" 

Kelly smiled, "I don't expect that at all. But our time is up, and I think it's a great way to start off next session don't you?" 

Wilmer grumbled under his breath and walked out, leaving me and Kelly in the room. I sighed and hugged her lightly, "I'll see you next week." 

        The ride to the OBGYN was silent, and awkward. Having enough of it, I sighed and rubbed his thigh, "I'm sorry." 

Wilmer shook his head, "You have nothing to be sorry for. I will never get mad at your for voicing your feelings." 

I shook my head, "But I still said it. I know you said to never apologize for how I feel but I want to right now. I'm sorry I'm irrational, and insecure, but it's how my mind works and I'm sorry." 

Wilmer gripped my hand and kissed the back of my palm, "It's okay Demi. I wouldn't have it any other way." 

~*~
Izzy's POV

        I walking through the park at the grove staring at my phone and scrolling through twitter when all of a sudden I slammed into a body, sending us both hurtling to the floor. 

"Oh my God I'm so sorry." I quickly said, looking up at the girl I'd just smashed into. 

"It's totally fine, no harm no foul." I smiled at her accent, it was different, something you didn't get here everyday. 

"I'm Izzy." 

The girl smiled, "Saffy." 

I cocked an eyebrow, "That's an interesting name, where are you from?" 

"The UK, I just moved here with my mum and dad." She had long brown hair and kind green eyes that immediately made me trust her. 

"That's so cool! I've always wanted to go there. My mom goes all the time, but I never really go with her." 

Saffy smiled, "It's great, but nothing compared to LA. It's amazing here!" 

I smiled, "You'll get used to it, trust me. Eventually you'll miss the rainy days because all we have here is sun, sun, and more sun." 

She nodded, "I'm already a but homesick. I miss my friends, everyone here is either too busy to talk or is knocking me to the ground." She flashed a smile and I rolled my eyes. 

"Well you've made one friend. Want to hang out at my house?" 

Saffy's expression brightened, "Sure!" 

We went to my car and I drove the familiar route home. Saffy stared out the window the whole time with an amazing expression at all of the huge houses on my street. 

"You live here?" 

I chuckled, "Yeah, it's a bit overbearing." 

I pulled into my long driveway, and her eyes popped open wider as my house, easily the biggest one on the block, came into view." 

"This is where you live?" 

I cracked a smile, "You could catch flies with that mouth." 

She quickly closed it and got out of the car with me, walking up to the front door and jumping when I closed it behind us. 

"Make yourself at home Saf. My parents should be here soon but they're cool with new people." 

She nodded and followed me upstairs to my room, nearly freaking out at the size of it again, but keeping her mouth shut and instead obsessing over my band posters as I blasted music we both knew every word to through the speakers. 

This is the start to a beautiful friendship. 

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