CHAPTER 80- Normal

Demi's POV

"So how was your week?" My therapist opened with her usual statement and Wilmer and I sat on the couch across from her.

"It was uhm... it was interesting." I said, and Wilmer ran his thumb along the back of my palm.

"How so?" Kelly said in a curious tone.

"Uhm... Well a lot went down. I got asked to tour a few months after the twins are going to be born and Wilmer.. Well he thought I'd said yes."

Kelly nodded and looked at Wilmer, "So what did you do when you thought she said yes?"

He sighed, "Well I was more mad at her label and Phil for even asking her to do it. But I guess I took it out on her when I should've channeled my anger in a different way. I forgot that it wasn't six months ago where Demi would've taken the chance to tour." I flinched, and he shot me an apologetic look, but continued, "I mean, I know she's changed, and I am proud about all the progress she's made with Izzy. I just was so angry that at the fact that they knew that she was dealing with issues at home and now they want to have her leave? As if that would solve anything? I regret what I said to her, I never want her to think that I think she's faking it or that she doesn't really love Izzy or the twins."

Kelly furrowed her brow, "What exactly did you say to her Wilmer?"

"I told her that she's self-absorbed, and selfish. I said that I knew she hadn't changed."

I was over it, but it still opened some wounds hearing him say it again, so I bit my inner lip to keep from crying.

"Wilmer it's completely normal for you to feel angry, but you need to communicate that in a different way and work on listening to what Demi says and then express your feelings."

Wilmer bowed his head, "She told me that she forgives me and that it's okay, but it's not okay. I'm her husband and I'm not supposed to say things like that to her no matter what the justification is."

Kelly smiled, "Don't tell me, tell her."

Wilmer inhaled and turned to me, smiling slightlty, "I'm sorry, for being a world class jackass. I know you're still hurt by what I said. I know you and I know it'll take you a little while to get back to where we were but I want you to know that I didn't mean what I said."

I smiled and leaned into his side, "I know you didn't Will. It's ok- I forgive you."

Wilmer smiled at me and winked, then we both looked back at Kelly who was smiling at us, "Yeah you two are gonna be just fine."

~*~

We came home and Saffy was in Izzy's room, both of them were laughing hysterically. It made my insides feel warm as I heard Izzy's cackle- a trait from me, reach my ears. It felt good to hear her laughing again. I felt Wilmer's arms slip around my waist and his hands rested on my protruding stomach.

"You should be in bed, the babies can come anytime."

I rolled my eyes, "I have like three weeks we'll be fine."

Wilmer led me to the bedroom and helped me onto our high bed, "But still, I think you should be on your feet as little as possible."

I grabbed his belt loops as he went to step back, "Only if you keep my company."

Wilmer smirked and climbed in next to me, rubbing my back as I cuddled into him. Suddenly, beside us, my phone went off and Wilmer checked it.

"I'm afraid our cuddle session will have to wait, you have a doctor's appointment in twenty minutes."

I groaned and shoved my face into his armpit, "I don't wanna go."

Wilmer chuckled, "I know you don't but you have to Dems." He leaned in close and brushed my hair away from my face, "We get to see our babies again today."

I sighed and leaned in, gently kissing him, "I know that, and I'm excited I just wish they'd get here already. I'm so uncomfortable and tired. Everything just aches. I forgot how exhausting being pregnant feels."

Wilmer furrowed his brow, "Do you want me to give you a massage after your appointment?"

I nodded eagerly, "That would be wonderful."

He chuckled and helped me out of bed, "Come on get dressed. The faster we leave the faster we can get home."

I sighed and pulled on yoga pants and a t-shirt, stretching it over my pregnant belly. Once I was done Wilmer put on my uggs, since I couldn't exactly bend down, and we were off.

~*~

"Well how have you guys been since your last appointment?" My obgyn said, smiling at Wilmer and I as he got ready for the ultrasound.

"Cramped." I answered miserably, and the doctor looked up with a smile.

"Yeah well twins will do that to you... Okay i'm ready here. You guys wanna see your kids?"

Wilmer and I both nodded, watching the black and white screen closely as two shapes appeared.

"Okay so there's baby A, and baby B." He peered up at us, "You guys don't wanna know the sexes right?"

I looked up at Wilmer who smiled down at me, "I think we changed our minds about that."

The doctor peered at the screen, "Well it looks like you two are getting the best of both worlds, a boy and a girl."

I looked at Wilmer with tears in my eyes, smiling hugely and kissing him quickly before looking back at our babies.

"Holy shit." Wilmer said, in an exhilarated tone. "Wow."

"A boy and a girl." I repeated, and Wilmer squeezed my hand, leaning in to kiss my cheek.

"Well this changes things." He looked at me with an amused twinkle in his eye, "My son is not living in a pink nursery."

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