The Wounded Love novel Chapter 85

I had a feeling that I was pregnant, especially after I realized I was two weeks late. I bought three tests because I didn't want to mess up, and I didn't want a false answer.

I dropped the first one in the toilet. Of course I'd do that. I was extra careful with the second two. They both came out positive.

Positive. I was actually pregnant. I was going to have a baby. That was terrifying, but I was weirdly happy. I was going to get fat but I didn't care. I couldn't stop smiling.

Later that night Dante came home. The same way he placed the black box on my lap, I placed the pregnancy test on his.

He looked down, not sure what they were at first, but then he knew. "Really?" He asked, a smile slowly making its way across his lips.

"You're...?"

I nodded. "We didn't use protection."

"I know." Now he was actually smiling. It made me laugh. "We are going to have a baby. A baby."

My stomach was huge, and I could barely walk after a while. Food was my best friend. I'd eat everything.

Dante cooked for me almost every single day, and our freezer was filled to the top with ice cream. I had this really weird craving for fish sticks and fruit loops.

Everyone who knew about the baby was ecstatic. At the baby shower we got tons and tons of gifts. Way too many.

The parties were kind of crazy. Jade threw me the baby shower, and my mom wanted me to have an actual wedding.

The big question was, when? I'd either get married pregnant, or after I had the baby. We decided to get married pregnant.

Despite what my mother wanted we had a small wedding with just a few people. They had to have my dress specially made, because my stomach was big but the rest of me was still normal sized. Besides my boobs. Dante wouldn't let me live that down. "They're huge!" He'd say as I laid in bed with only a bra. I didn't like wearing too many clothes, because I got hot easily.

The wedding was outside during the spring. Seven people had to help me get ready that day. I didn't wear heels because I couldn't walk in them, but my dress was white lace, and long. It hugged my big belly, making me look even bigger.

My dad was a life saver walking me down the aisle. I was actually holding onto him for balance.

Dante never looked better. I loved when he wore suits and he looked so sexy in this one. I was sort of bummed out that we couldn't have a honeymoon right away because I was due in only a few weeks. He promised to take me on one as soon as we could go.

The doctors didn't know whether or not the baby was going to be a boy or girl and that only made me want to have it even more. I was dying to know the sex of the baby. Dante kept telling me that it was going to be a girl but I really didn't know.

I went into labor only a week after the wedding. I knew my water broke but I didn't say anything. Dante was in the middle of telling me a story and Jade had been telling me about her experience giving birth. It scared the shit out of me.

I didn't think I could do it. I kept thinking about all of the things that could go wrong, but I never told anyone.

Dante finally realized it was. I started getting contractions and couldn't keep myself together because they hurt so much.

"Skyla, are you ok?" He asked.

"Huh? Yeah I'm fine." No I was not fine. I thought I was going to die, but I was too scared.

"No you're not. What happened?" He seemed so worried.

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