I was reading about this 14 year old girl ranting about wattpad and she was like "I hate it when they'll have someone suck a dick and then just get up and start doing dishes bc you wouldn't be able to physically do that after sucking dick bc it is physically damaging and could kill you" but like it's a blowjob it won't fucking paralyze you

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I whined, pulling my shirt over my head.

"Come on, it's Friday," Frank said.

"But I'm tired," I complained, shoving my sweatpants down my legs.

He went out to use the bathroom and I struggled kicking off my pants when it got stuck around my ankle. I was too big to bend over and I just let out another annoyed whine.

"Frank!" I called.

There was soft footsteps and his dad stepped in.

"Let me help you," he said.

I frowned nervously as he kneeled down in front of me, pulling off the pants. His hands seemed to linger on my bare skin for a moment too long before he left. Frank came back in, changing into some jeans and a hoodie.

"Here, let me help you get dressed," he said.

Frank looked through the closet and pulled out a pair of my yoga pants and a long sleeve t-shirt. He helped my get dressed and put my shoes on for me.

"Baby, a-Are you doing anything with your dad later?" I asked as Frank was on his knees in front of me putting my shoes on for me.

"Yeah, we're gonna go to this one music museum place," he said. "It turns out we're both really into music and the same bands too. I would invite you to come with us but, you know, you wouldn't be able to walk that much."

I didn't wanna ruin things with his father when they're just starting. I just wanted him to be happy. It was just my hormonal mind playing tricks on me, I'm sure of it.

"I hope you have fun," I said quietly.

"Hey, you okay?" He asked, putting his hands on me knees.

I nodded, sniffling quietly.

"Baby, what's wrong?" He asked, holding both my hands in his.

I shrugged, looking down.

"If you're not feeling well then you don't have to go," he said. "Your absences get excused because of your pregnancy."

"Will you bring home my work?" I asked hopefully.

"Of course," he said. "Remember what Dr. Colby said, don't push yourself. If you're too tired or you aren't feeling well then just don't go because the school legally can't do anything about it. They can't hold your absences against you just because you're pregnant."

I nodded and he gave me a soft kiss.

"You feeling nauseous?" He asked. "I can go get you some crackers if you want."

I nodded and he gave me a soft kiss. He pulled off my shoes and I laid back down in bed. Frank brought up some crackers for me and a cup of tea before he had to leave for school. I ate quietly before I curled up in bed, falling asleep.

I woke up to the sound of voices downstairs and I immediately realized it was Linda and Frank Sr. down there. I was gonna stay up here but the smell of food intrigued me and I looked around. It was about eleven now and the sun was shining outside. I yawned and stood up, going to the bathroom. I used the toilet and washed my hands, brushing my red hair. I leaned against the railing as I went downstairs, walking into the kitchen.

"Good morning, sweetheart," Linda said.

I smiled softly and looked at the food. I grabbed some of the waffles she made before I went and sat on the couch. I turned on the tv while I ate, watching cartoons. Frank had texted me earlier and asked how I was doing. I gave him a small reply before focusing on my breakfast again.

"Gee, sweetheart, would you like some juice?" Linda asked from the other room.

"No, that's okay," I said. "Thank you, though."

I frowned softly when I realized I left my tea upstairs. It was bad enough having to drag myself up the stairs for things in the first place but now that I'm pregnant it only made it a million times worse. But I would have to get up to pee in another ten minutes so I might as well get it while I'm up.

I basically just camped myself on the couch all day until Frank got home. He seemed pretty tired but excited as he set his backpack down.

"You're really excited to go with your dad?" I asked.

"Yeah, I-I wanna try to make things work," he said. "I know he won't be able to make up for what happened before but maybe then it'll be peaceful between us, maybe even kind of happy."

I gave him a kiss and he smiled.

"I love you," I said.

"I love you too, Baby," Frank said. "You want anything?"

"Can I have some water?" I asked.

He nodded, getting me a glass of ice water. Frank watched tv before going upstairs, coming back down in his black jeans, a black t-shirt and his blue denim jacket with the buttons.

"How long are you gonna be gone?" I asked.

"I don't know," he said. "I think that if everything goes well then we might go out for dinner. If we do go grab some dinner then we'll be out a little bit later."

"Okay, give me a kiss before you go, I love you," I said.

"I love you too," he said.

He gave me a kiss and I smiled as he left with his dad. I watched tv quietly until Ms. Iero came in.

"It looks like Frank and his dad are grabbing some veggie burgers," she said. "For dinner do you want baked salmon and veggies or parmesan chicken strips? It's not very often I get to cook with meat because of Frank."

"Salmon sounds really good," I said.

"Alright, I'm gonna run to grab some ingredients from the store but I won't be gone long," she said. "If you need anything then call me."

"You're so worried," I said, slightly amused.

"Yeah, well, you're twenty-five weeks pregnant with twins," she said. "I don't want you alone if you go into early labor."

"Early labor? That would be fifteen weeks early," I said.

"It's possible but unlikely," she said. "I just want to make sure that you're okay."

I nodded my head, sighing as I was left alone. I watched tv quietly, putting my feet up onto the coffee table. Ten minutes after she left I felt something suddenly in my lower abdomen. I gasped, staring down at my stomach in shock. I ignored it, deciding it was just the babies doing something weird. But then it came again a bit more painful this time.

"No, no," I muttered. "You guys can't come yet, it's too early. You need to stay here and finish growing."

When another pain occurred I gasped, biting my lip as I called Linda.

"Linda, I-I think I'm actually going into labor," I said.

"Alright, I'm already on my way home," she said. "I'll be there soon."

I hung up and sighed as I laid a hand on my stomach. Linda came home and she helped me into the car. I whimpered unhappily as we drove to the hospital.

"I'm gonna call Frank," I said.

I grabbed my phone to call and when he answered he sounded like he was laughing and having a good time.

"Hey, Baby, what's up?" Frank asked. "You okay?"

"No, Frank," I said. "I-I'm in labor."

"Y-you're fucking what?" He asked. "Are you on your way to the hospital?"

"Yeah, I am," I said.

"Alright, I'm gonna meet you at the hospital," he said as I heard shuffling. "I'll be there as soon as I can, Baby, it's gonna be okay, I love you."

He hung up and I let out a whine as I felt the pain again. We got to the hospital and she helped me in. I was sat in a room when the doctor came in.

"How far along in your pregnancy are you?" He asked.

"Twenty-five weeks," I said.

"Can you describe these contractions?" He asked.

Frank burst into the room, hurrying to my side.

"Well, I don't know, they just hurt," I said.

"On a scale of one to ten how bad is it?" He asked.

"Well, ten being the worst, I don't know, maybe a three," I said. "They're like small cramps kind of. They're supposed to keep getting worse, right?"

"A-are the babies coming?" Frank asked nervously.

"How far apart are these contractions?" The doctor asked.

"I-I don't know, they're just sort of irregular," I said.

The doctor sighed and put the clipboard down.

"Are they unpredictable? Uncomfortable? Infrequent?" He asked.

"Yeah, they are," I said.

"What you're experiencing is called Braxton Hicks," he said. "It's a false labor, essentially."

"So the babies aren't coming yet?" I asked.

"No, they aren't," he said. "They aren't sure what causes it exactly but it is said to help soften the cervix and helps with dilation and effacement. It can occur during sex, either the mom or the baby being too active, when the bladder is too full and from dehydration."

"So what should I do?" I asked.

"You should just go home and rest," he said. "Try laying in a different position, drinking water, take a warm back for no longer than thirty minutes, try drinking warm herbal tea or milk if the water doesn't seem to work."

"And they'll just go away?" I asked.

"Yes, they'll begin to taper off," he said. "If they don't then you should call your OB/GYN."

"Okay," I said. "B-but the babies are okay?"

"Yes, they're perfectly fine," he said. "You should head on home now and get some rest."

I nodded, getting into the car. We went home and I saw Frank Sr's fancy car waiting in the driveway. I went upstairs and Frank got me a glass of water. I sighed as I leaned back in bed, resting a hand on my stomach.

"Can I have a cookie?" I asked.

Frank nodded, going downstairs before he came back with a couple cookies. We watched Netflix on his laptop and I balanced one cookie on my stomach while I ate the other.

"Did you have fun with your dad?" I asked.

"Yeah, I actually did," he said. "I was surprised but we actually have a lot more in common than I actually thought. I was surprised that I actually had a good time."

"Really?" I asked.

"Yeah, I think that maybe we can actually have a real relationship," Frank said.

I smiled, giving him a kiss. I could feel Lily moving around and she kicked my cookie off my stomach, making it fly through the air into Frank's lap.

"Lily! That was my cookie!" I gasped.

Frank chuckled and took a bite of the cookie.

"Frankie! My cookie!" I exclaimed.

Hormones washed over me and my eyes watered.

"Oh, Baby, I'm sorry, I was just messing around, I'll get you another cookie," he said.

I sniffled and nodded and he went down to grab another cookie before he came back. I ate quietly, sniffling softly.

"Frankie? Wh-what would you do if the babies were actually born today?" I asked.

"I don't know, I'd be scared," he said. "I mean, it's too early, it can cause a lot of problems with them. But I would still love them so much and today would've been the best day ever because it's the day my daughters are born."

I smiled, giving him a kiss. The Braxton Hicks soon faded away as I fell asleep in his arms.