It's over," Zoe said, again."Uh huh

It's over," Zoe said, again.

"Uh huh," Trevor said, not really paying attention to her as the stubborn man carefully placed a tray on her lap. "My aunt dropped some food off last night, but you were asleep and my uncles and cousins were here to help out and everyone got hungry," he said with a shrug.

"So they dropped off more food, but unfortunately you slept all day and I got hungry and you made me nervous because you slept so damn much," he said accusingly like she'd fallen asleep the second Jason placed her on Trevor's lap in the back seat of Jared's car and hadn't woken up until about twenty minutes ago on purpose.

At first she'd been a little confused to find herself in Trevor's bed, but the dull pain in her head and the memory of what happened in the emergency room helped her wake up pretty damn quickly. Although she had absolutely no idea in hell what she was going to do, she knew she wanted to figure things out privately in her own apartment where she could freak out and this was definitely a moment to freak out.

What the hell was she going to do now? she wondered, worrying her bottom lip. She was in a nonexistent relationship, well, was. That was over so she'd probably have to move out soon and that would take up a chunk of the money she'd saved. Thank god she hadn't gone through with her vacation plans because then she'd really be screwed, even more that is.

At least she had a good paying job and health insurance for a little while longer, but once the babies came she couldn't really expect Jared to hold her job for her, especially since she'd probably be out of commission for quite some time.

Twins.

When she messed up, she really messed up. Instead of just getting knocked up she really got knocked up. She was either going to end up living in her car, which was barely running these days or be stuck on welfare and that was a dead end she refused to go. She wasn't going to end up like her mother and her kids were not going to end up in foster care because she had no choice.

No matter what she would not be losing her babies, she decided as she pressed a hand to her stomach, whishing she could feel some kind of proof that they were really there. It would be nice to feel some kind of connection to her babies so she could draw strength from them to do what she needed to do. She'd tell Trevor about them, but she wasn't expecting much from him as far as she was concerned.

Oh, she knew he'd take care of the babies and they'd never want for anything, but she wasn't so sure she'd survive being forced to see him every time he came to see the babies and she knew damn well the man wouldn't be able to stay away from his children. She would never stop him, but when he started to date again or god help her, decided to get married it would kill her.

There were a lot of things she knew she could force herself to survive, but seeing Trevor with another woman wasn't going to be one of them. It would be too difficult knowing that she'd never be good enough to be the woman that Trevor wanted. She'd always be the plain woman that he'd slummed with and got pregnant.

"But I did find a can of chicken noodle soup in the kitchen so we're in luck," Trevor said, oblivious to her pathetic musings as he lifted the cover off the tray.

Zoe opened her mouth to tell him that she wasn't hungry and that she was leaving when the aroma of chicken broth hit her hard. Gagging, she covered her mouth with both hands as she struggled to get away from the tray.

Thankfully Trevor had the good sense to grab the tray and rush it out of the room so that she could run to the bathroom. She stumbled towards the bathroom, praying she wouldn't have a repeat of the other day and quickly made it to the bathroom where she dry heaved for a minute before her stomach finally gave up.

After using the bathroom and brushing her teeth, because she felt pretty gross, she decided it was time to go home.

"I'm sorry, baby. I should have given you your pill before you tried to eat," Trevor said, walking into the bathroom, carrying a glass in one hand and a small pile of pills in the other.

He handed the pills over to her. "The small one is your nausea pill. The doctor said that should take care of it, but if it doesn't your doctor can give you a stronger prescription when you see him on Monday."

She didn't need to ask him what the other pills were for since she remembered the doctor telling her that he was sending her home with some low dose pain killers that were safe for the babies and prenatal vitamins. Needing a moment, she took the pills and swallowed them.

"Thank you," she said, feeling a little nervous as she handed him the glass.

The silence that followed was a bit awkward and telling. Worrying her bottom lip, she looked up and met his eyes. "You know, don't you?"

"That you're carrying my love child?" he asked, smiling softly. "Yes."

"Oh," she said, wishing they didn't have to have this conversation right now, but there really was no point in putting it off. "Then you know that this doesn't change anything, don't you?"

"I know," he said, shrugging it off like it was no big deal and gently ushering her to the side of the decent size bathroom.

Weren't guys usually more upset about this kind of thing? she wondered as she watched him start the shower.

"You're not upset?" she asked, wondering if maybe she'd imagined the whole thing. The idea upset her. She may not have known about the babies for very long, but she wanted them. It would be nice to finally have someone to belong to.

"Upset?" he asked, throwing her a frown over his shoulder. "Why would I be upset?"

"Because we're having a baby," she said slowly, wondering if maybe he'd suffered a head injury while she'd been out. It was possible. There was a lot of ice on the ground after all. Maybe while he was walking outside with the dogs he-

"I'm hoping for a girl," he announced the same way he'd ask her for extra snacks in his lunch.

"A girl?" she asked, not because she didn't love the idea of having a little baby girl to buy pretty pink things for, but because she was actually getting a little nervous here. Never in a million years would she have imagined the man who didn't want a real relationship with her to be happy having a child with her, a child that would bind them for life.

"Yeah, I kind of like the idea of having a little girl to spoil," he admitted with a careless shrug. "I'll even let you name her," he offered magnanimously. "But if it's a boy I'm naming it," he said, shooting her a look of warning. It was the same one he shot her when she wanted to name Max, Percival so that she could call him Percy.

"Gee, that's really generous of you," she said dryly.

"I know," he said breezily, making her roll her eyes. The man was nothing if not arrogant. She watched as he yanked off his tee-shirt and tossed it in the hamper and thought that a shower was a pretty good idea, especially since she'd worn the same shirt for two days.

She looked down at her shirt and frowned. "Um, what happened to my Red Sox tee shirt?" she asked as she looked down at Trevor's favorite Yankees tee-shirt.

"Oh, we burned that."

"You burned my shirt?" she practically shrieked. She'd loved that shirt. It was really cute with its bubbled lettering and cartoony baseball.

"Uh huh, we even took a vote."

"You voted to burn my shirt?"

"Yup."

"Seriously?" she asked, wondering if he was kidding.

"It was a real family bonding moment. There were tears and hugs and everything."

"But I loved that shirt. It was cute," she said, knowing she was pouting, but she really couldn't help it.

"That one's cuter," he said, pointing at the shirt she was wearing.

"Not really." And it wasn't. There were no bubbly letters or cartoonish-like drawings on this shirt. It had a big Y over an equally big N. How exactly was that cute?

"Well, we'll get the baby a few Yankees onesies and I'm sure you'll at least find those cute," he said, yanking his pants off.

"Actually I was planning on getting the this cute little pink Red Sox uniform I saw-"

He practically growled, "You wouldn't."

"I would."

He narrowed his eyes on her and she knew that if she ever tried he'd spank her ass, which meant she'd have to dress the baby up in cute Red Sox gear when he wasn't around and of course she would probably do it just to piss him off when he started dating.

"Look," she said, gesturing to the door, "I'm going to go now. I need to go home and figure some things out."

"Like what?" he asked, chucking his boxers and making it kind of difficult to focus.

"Umm, things?" she asked, admittedly distracted.

"Do they involve the baby?" he asked casually.

"Yes."

"Okay," he nodded slowly. "We can discuss the baby in here," he said, pulling back the shower curtain and gesturing for her to enter.

"Or we could just wait until later," she said, taking a step towards the door.

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Sudah selesai,"Zoe mengatakan, lagi."Eh ya," Trevor berkata, tidak benar-benar membayar perhatian sebagai orang yang keras kepala dengan hati-hati menempatkan nampan di pangkuannya. "Bibi saya menjatuhkan beberapa makanan dari tadi malam, tapi kau tertidur dan Paman dan sepupu saya ada di sini untuk membantu keluar dan semua orang mendapat lapar," katanya dengan mengangkat bahu."Jadi mereka turun lebih banyak makanan, tetapi sayangnya Anda tidur sepanjang hari dan aku lapar dan Anda membuat saya gugup karena Anda tidur begitu sialan banyak," katanya telunjuknya seperti dia telah tertidur Jason kedua menempatkan dia di Trevor lap di kursi belakang Jared's mobil dan tidak terbangun hingga sekitar dua puluh menit yang lalu sengaja.Pada awalnya ia telah sedikit bingung untuk menemukan dirinya dalam Trevor tidur, tetapi rasa sakit yang membosankan di kepalanya dan memori apa yang terjadi di ruang gawat darurat membantunya bangun cukup sialan dengan cepat. Meskipun dia sama sekali tidak gagasan di neraka apa yang dia akan lakukan, ia tahu ia ingin mengetahui hal-hal pribadi di apartemen sendiri dimana dia bisa panik dan ini pasti sejenak untuk panik.Apa yang dia akan lakukan sekarang? Dia bertanya-tanya, mengkhawatirkan bibir bawah. Ia berada dalam hubungan yang tidak ada, well,. Itu sudah lebih dari jadi dia mungkin harus bergerak keluar segera dan yang akan mengambil sepotong uang yang telah ia selamatkan. Terima kasih Tuhan dia tidak pergi dengan rencana liburan nya karena kemudian dia akan benar-benar mengacaukan, bahkan lebih itu.Setidaknya dia memiliki pekerjaan yang baik membayar dan asuransi kesehatan untuk sedikit waktu lagi, tapi setelah bayi datang dia benar-benar tidak bisa mengharapkan Jared untuk memegang pekerjaannya untuk dirinya, terutama karena ia mungkin akan keluar dari komisi untuk beberapa waktu.Kembar.Ketika dia kacau, dia benar-benar kacau. Bukan hanya mendapatkan mengetuk dia benar-benar mengetuk. Dia adalah kedua akan berakhir tinggal di mobilnya, yang hampir tidak menjalankan hari ini atau terjebak pada kesejahteraan dan itu buntu Dia enggan pergi. Dia tidak akan berakhir seperti ibu dan anak-anaknya tidak akan berakhir di asuh karena dia tidak punya pilihan.Tidak peduli apa dia akan tidak kehilangan bayi nya, dia memutuskan sebagai dia ditekan tangan untuk perutnya, whishing dia bisa merasakan semacam bukti bahwa mereka benar-benar ada. Akan lebih baik untuk merasa semacam koneksi untuk bayi nya sehingga dia bisa menarik kekuatan mereka untuk melakukan apa yang dia perlu lakukan. Dia akan memberitahu Trevor tentang mereka, tapi dia tidak berharap banyak dari dia sejauh ia khawatir.Oh, dia tahu dia akan mengurus bayi dan mereka tidak pernah ingin untuk apa-apa, tetapi dia tidak begitu yakin dia akan bertahan dipaksa untuk melihat dia setiap kali dia datang untuk melihat bayi dan dia tahu sialan baik laki-laki tidak akan mampu tinggal jauh dari anak-anaknya. Dia tidak akan pernah berhenti padanya, tapi ketika dia mulai tanggal lagi atau Allah membantu dia memutuskan untuk menikah itu akan membunuhnya.Ada banyak hal-hal yang dia tahu dia bisa memaksa dirinya untuk bertahan hidup, tetapi melihat Trevor dengan wanita lain tidak akan menjadi salah satu dari mereka. Ini akan menjadi terlalu sulit mengetahui bahwa dia tidak pernah akan cukup baik untuk menjadi wanita yang ingin Trevor. Dia akan selalu menjadi wanita polos bahwa dia slummed dengan dan hamil."Tapi aku menemukan sekaleng sup mie ayam di dapur jadi kita beruntung," Trevor berkata, tidak menyadari renungan nya menyedihkan saat ia mengangkat penutup nampan.Zoe membuka mulutnya untuk mengatakan kepadanya bahwa dia tidak lapar dan bahwa ia meninggalkan ketika aroma kaldu ayam memukulnya keras. Tersedak, dia menutupi mulutnya dengan kedua tangan saat ia berusaha untuk mendapatkan dari nampan.Untungnya Trevor punya akal sehat untuk ambil nampan dan bergegas keluar dari ruangan sehingga ia bisa berjalan ke kamar mandi. Dia tersandung menuju kamar mandi, berdoa dia tidak akan mengulangi hari lain dan cepat dibuat ke kamar mandi mana ia kering menghela sebentar sebelum perutnya akhirnya menyerah.Setelah menggunakan kamar mandi dan menggosok gigi, karena dia merasa cukup kotor, dia memutuskan sudah waktunya untuk pulang."Aku menyesal, bayi. Aku harus telah memberikan pil Anda sebelum Anda mencoba untuk makan,"kata Trevor, berjalan ke kamar mandi, membawa kaca di satu sisi dan tumpukan kecil pil yang lain.Dia menyerahkan pil kepadanya. "Yang kecil adalah pil mual Anda. Dokter mengatakan bahwa harus berhati-hati, tetapi jika tidak dokter Anda dapat memberikan resep lebih kuat ketika Anda melihat dia pada hari Senin."She didn't need to ask him what the other pills were for since she remembered the doctor telling her that he was sending her home with some low dose pain killers that were safe for the babies and prenatal vitamins. Needing a moment, she took the pills and swallowed them."Thank you," she said, feeling a little nervous as she handed him the glass.The silence that followed was a bit awkward and telling. Worrying her bottom lip, she looked up and met his eyes. "You know, don't you?""That you're carrying my love child?" he asked, smiling softly. "Yes.""Oh," she said, wishing they didn't have to have this conversation right now, but there really was no point in putting it off. "Then you know that this doesn't change anything, don't you?""I know," he said, shrugging it off like it was no big deal and gently ushering her to the side of the decent size bathroom.Weren't guys usually more upset about this kind of thing? she wondered as she watched him start the shower."You're not upset?" she asked, wondering if maybe she'd imagined the whole thing. The idea upset her. She may not have known about the babies for very long, but she wanted them. It would be nice to finally have someone to belong to."Upset?" he asked, throwing her a frown over his shoulder. "Why would I be upset?""Because we're having a baby," she said slowly, wondering if maybe he'd suffered a head injury while she'd been out. It was possible. There was a lot of ice on the ground after all. Maybe while he was walking outside with the dogs he-"I'm hoping for a girl," he announced the same way he'd ask her for extra snacks in his lunch."A girl?" she asked, not because she didn't love the idea of having a little baby girl to buy pretty pink things for, but because she was actually getting a little nervous here. Never in a million years would she have imagined the man who didn't want a real relationship with her to be happy having a child with her, a child that would bind them for life."Yeah, I kind of like the idea of having a little girl to spoil," he admitted with a careless shrug. "I'll even let you name her," he offered magnanimously. "But if it's a boy I'm naming it," he said, shooting her a look of warning. It was the same one he shot her when she wanted to name Max, Percival so that she could call him Percy."Gee, that's really generous of you," she said dryly."I know," he said breezily, making her roll her eyes. The man was nothing if not arrogant. She watched as he yanked off his tee-shirt and tossed it in the hamper and thought that a shower was a pretty good idea, especially since she'd worn the same shirt for two days.She looked down at her shirt and frowned. "Um, what happened to my Red Sox tee shirt?" she asked as she looked down at Trevor's favorite Yankees tee-shirt."Oh, we burned that.""You burned my shirt?" she practically shrieked. She'd loved that shirt. It was really cute with its bubbled lettering and cartoony baseball."Uh huh, we even took a vote.""You voted to burn my shirt?""Yup.""Seriously?" she asked, wondering if he was kidding."It was a real family bonding moment. There were tears and hugs and everything.""But I loved that shirt. It was cute," she said, knowing she was pouting, but she really couldn't help it."That one's cuter," he said, pointing at the shirt she was wearing."Not really." And it wasn't. There were no bubbly letters or cartoonish-like drawings on this shirt. It had a big Y over an equally big N. How exactly was that cute?"Well, we'll get the baby a few Yankees onesies and I'm sure you'll at least find those cute," he said, yanking his pants off."Actually I was planning on getting the this cute little pink Red Sox uniform I saw-"He practically growled, "You wouldn't.""I would."He narrowed his eyes on her and she knew that if she ever tried he'd spank her ass, which meant she'd have to dress the baby up in cute Red Sox gear when he wasn't around and of course she would probably do it just to piss him off when he started dating."Look," she said, gesturing to the door, "I'm going to go now. I need to go home and figure some things out.""Like what?" he asked, chucking his boxers and making it kind of difficult to focus."Umm, things?" she asked, admittedly distracted."Do they involve the baby?" he asked casually."Yes.""Okay," he nodded slowly. "We can discuss the baby in here," he said, pulling back the shower curtain and gesturing for her to enter."Or we could just wait until later," she said, taking a step towards the door.