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Chapter 32. It Won't Change Anything

Stormie’s POV

“God, damn it!” I groaned. My stomach tightened. I slapped Avery’s chest.

“Ow,” he rubbed his chest. “What the hell was that for?”

“For doing this to me!” I screamed. “I hate you.”

“It’s the condom companies fault,” he said and chuckled.

“Are we there yet?” I panted. “They’re only five minutes apart now.”

We decided to take the Plymouth instead of his truck because the Plymouth was much faster. He continued to speed through traffic.

“Almost,” he said. “Like ten minutes.”

“God, I need drugs,” I whispered. “It hurts so bad. Why the fuck did I think I could do this natural.”

“You do whatever you got to do, Storm, as long as you hold the babies in for a little bit longer because I do not–”

I gasped. “Oh my god, it broke!”

“What broke?!” Avery looked at me, shocked.

“My water,” I squeak.

“What the hell does that mean?”

“That means it’s close,” I whispered.

“Oh, fuck me,” He muttered. He accelerated.

“Don’t kill us!” I reached over and slapped his arm.

“I’m not,” he said and shook his head.

The car flew too fast around a corner.

I screamed. “Avery!”

When we made it around the corner without wrecking the car, I knelt up and started smacking him.

“Hey, knock that off and sit down. We’re almost there,” he promised.

“We’re not going to make it! You’re going to put us in a ditch, you stupid jerk!”

“No, I’m not,” he promised.

“I want my mom,” I sobbed.

“She’ll be there when we get there,” he promised.

We pulled into the hospital up to the front doors. My mom was there, bless her with a wheelchair. I opened the passenger side door and climbed out.

“My water broke,” I told her.

“Oh, god. I bet you’re getting close,” Mom said. “Are you excited?”

“I’m excited not to be a whale anymore,” I huffed. “It hurts, Mom.”

She chuckled. “I know, baby.”

“Why would you do this two times?” I asked in disbelief.

“I don’t regret a thing,” she said. She smiled and ran her fingers through my hair when I looked up at her.

“I love you,” I told her.

“I love you too,” she said.

Avery leaned over to close the passenger side door.

“Hey,” I huffed. “Where the fuck do you think you’re going?”

“To park the car,” he said.

“You’re coming upstairs, right?”

“I’ll be there,” he promised.

“Fine, don’t take forever. You might miss it,” I said.

“I wouldn’t miss it for the world,” he said and smiled at me. “Even if I lose my balls in the process.”

Mom and I both laughed.

He closed the door and pulled the car around.

“Hey, I’m here. Where is he going?” Rachel asked. She walked up the sidewalk toward us.

“He’s going to park,” I said.

“How are you?” she asked.

Before I could answer, a sharp pain coursed through my stomach. I slapped the arm of the wheelchair. “Fuck.”

“It’s time,” Rachel said.

“Definitely,” Mom agreed.

“Isn’t she still only thirty-six weeks?” Rachel asked.

“She’ll be thirty-seven weeks tomorrow,” Mom said.

“Oh, good. So she is right on schedule,” Rachel said.

They pushed me up to the counter while I groaned in pain. I let them explain who I was. They signed me in and headed up the hall to the elevator.

By the time we got upstairs, a nurse was there waiting for me. She led us to a large room that was going to be mine for the next two or three days, as long as all went well.

“What were you doing in Waco?” Mom asked.

“Let’s talk about that later, Mom,” I murmured.

“Oh, okay,” she said and nodded. Mom and Rachel helped me out of the wheelchair. They helped me into a hospital gown and onto the bed.

There was a soft knock on the door.

“Come in,” I called.

Avery came into the room. “Look who I found,” he said.

Dad walked into the room. “Hey, baby girl,” he said. “How are you doing?”

“Good, I think,” I said as I took deep breaths.

Rachel kissed my cheek. “Good luck. I can’t wait to meet them.” She walked around the bed and kissed Avery on the cheek too.

Dad came over and kissed my cheek too. “You’ll be okay,” he said.

“Thanks,” I said.

“Love you,” he said.

“Love you too,” I told him.

Mom looked down at me and smiled. “Are you okay?”

Avery came over and sat down beside me. He took my hand in his, and his thumb played with my fingers mindlessly.

“Yeah, I’m okay,” I said.

She kissed my cheek and walked out of the room.

I was only allowed to have one person in the room, so I chose Avery. I looked over at him and smiled weakly. “I’m tired.”

“I’ll get you a big cup of coffee when this is all over,” he said.


“I promise,” he said.

Pain coursed through my stomach, and I groaned. I squeezed his hand tightly. I relaxed slightly when I felt his fingers run through my hair.


“Damn, they’re so tiny,” Avery murmured. He stared down at the babies on my chest.

I looked up at him and smiled.

He lowered his face to mine and put his lips on my forehead.

I closed my eyes and sighed.

“You did good,” he murmured. “I’ll never look at you the same.” He chuckled.

“What do you mean?” I asked worriedly.

“I mean that if you can endure that kind of pain, you scare me a little,” he said and laughed. “I’m not usually scared of anyone, but you are a badass.”

I laughed and rolled my eyes.

“I can’t believe they’re only four pounds,” he said and shook his head.

“They’re bigger than that,” I scoffed.

“Right, four and a half, but still,” he said.

I chuckled. “Want one?”

“What if I break it?” His eyebrows raised.

“Seriously?” I murmured.

“For real,” he said.

I started to sit up.

“No, don’t sit up,” he said.

“I’m fine,” I told him. I brought the bed up with the remote. “Take one, and I’ll hand you the other.”

“At the same time?” His eyes widened. “You might be brave enough for that, but you carried them for over half a year, okay?”

“Shut up and sit,” I told him. I moved my legs so he could sit on the bed.

He carefully took the girl and kept her cradled in one arm.

I put the boy in his other arm.

“Damn,” he whispered. “They’re beautiful.”

There was a knock on the door. “Come in,” I said.

“Ready for company?” Mom whispered.

“Yeah, come in,” I told her.

Dad, Mom, and Rachel came into the room. They all three cooed when they saw the twins.

Avery and I laughed at their reaction.

They took turns passing the twins around. I scooted over, and Avery sat beside me in the bed.

“Do you got names picked out?” he asked.

“I was going to let you pick one, and I was going to pick the other,” I said. “I haven’t got many solid ideas, though. Corey and Chloe have a ring to it, though.”

His eyes flickered to mine, and he smiled.

“I like those,” Rachel said.

We both laughed.

“Me too,” Avery said.


Mom agreed to watch the twins so that I could take Avery back to the dorms. He had to return to work. They let him off for a few days but couldn’t let him off any longer. We didn’t talk much on the way back.

Avery stared out the window, watching the trees and buildings pass.

Once I parked, I didn’t look at him. Things between us have been awkward. I don’t think either of us knew what to do after what we found out.

He sighed and looked at me. “Thanks for bringing me back.”

“You’re welcome,” I said.

“I’ll come to see them this weekend,” he said.

“Sounds good,” I said.

He nodded and started to get out of the car.

“It won’t change anything, will it?” I asked.

He stopped and looked at me. He closed the door and leaned back in the seat. His eyes met mine, and I could see the goodbye in them. He didn’t have to say it.

“It took me a while to think about it, and believe me, I’ve done nothing but think about it since it happened,” he said. “You don’t know how fucking bad it hurts.”

“Yeah, I do,” I argued.

He sighed and looked up at the school. “We broke up because you were mad at me for something that happened in the past. You left because you didn’t trust me. I don’t really see how finding out the truth changes anything. I care about you that won’t ever change, but I can’t keep trying to prove myself to you. I’ve done everything I could from the start.”

I nodded. “I’m sorry.”

“Me too,” he said. He turned and got out of the car. He shut the door and walked toward the school.

I stared after him as tears fell down my cheeks. My chest ached as my heart broke all over again. My heart continued to beat but not the same way. I rested my head down on the steering wheel as I broke down.

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