A New Way is on the Way

I only opened my eyes because someone was stroking my hair and it felt so good. Frank and I were in the same position as were when we fell asleep. Expect this time the hand he had previously had at on my bump was in my hair, softly stroking it. I took a deep breath and enjoyed the way is hand felt in my hair. He soon stopped.

“Don’t stop.” I moaned closing my eyes again.

I earned a chuckle from Frank and another 10 minutes of him running his hands through my hair.

“Come on lazy butt.” Frank said and made me get up, “Want something to eat?” he asked.

I nodded my head like a crazy person and Frank left to get me food, not long after he came back in the room with a bowel banana’s and cottage cheese, and a side of O- blood. My favorite. I gladly took it and started shoving it down my throat. Frank was shaking his head at me.

“What?” I asked with a mouth full of banana.

“Keep eating that fast and you’ll get sick.” He warned me, “You got some white stuff on your lips.” He said then slowly brought his thumb up to my lips; all the while his eyes put me under a spell. Just before his thumb made contact with the cottage cheese remaining on his lips, he pulled away and leaned close to me, inside of his thumb cleaning off the white stuff, his tongue found its way on my skin and lightly traced the area until it was clean.

After 10 minutes of his tongue going over my lips, they gently poked inside my mouth and I opened it wide; allowing him full accesses. He removed the bowel of my food from my lap and crawled onto the bed with me and on top of me, my hands moved to his hip automatically. His tongue was exploring every part of my mouth that he had searched many times before as his hands made their way to my hair and gave it a slight tug. Just the way I liked it. I had just begun to spread my legs for Frank when he pulled away.

“No, as much as I want, I refuse to hurt you or the baby.” He said with his eyes closed.

I whined as he got completely off of me and set the bowel of my remaining food on my lap. I gave him the death glare as he finished getting dressed, although when he pulled off his pajama pants and was left in just his boxers for a moment before he pulled on his pants, I noticed his hard on.

“Come on Frank, I know you want my help.” I sang to him, as he stared at me, considering my offer.

“Nope.” He said and turned around to finish getting dressed. I noticed he was wearing slightly work related clothing. Black skinny jeans, black work shoes, a dark blue sleeveless shirt and black vest. His arm tattoos were visible.

“Why are you dressed like that?” I asked, “It’s Saturday, at 9am, where do you have to be?”

“Meeting at work.” He explained, “It starts in 30 minutes, Gerard will be in the same meeting so it will just be you and the baby until around noon or so.” He put on a coat and his shoe’s then looked at me, “Are you okay with that?” He asked me as I finished my food, “Because I can call in and tell-” He started.

“Go, I’ll be fine, I tell my mom and dad the good news. I don’t think anymore told them yet.” I said running my hand along my belly, earning same flutters.

“Good point.” He said and walked over to me and kissed me before leaving the room. Not long after I heard the front door open and close and Frank’s car start, then slowly fade away.

Deciding it was a good time to get up I pulled myself off of the bed and made my way to the closet, grabbing a random shirt and pulled it over my body, it was a bit tight on my stomach and I looked down and saw my belly had looked like it had grown more than it was yesterday.

Shit, if I was planning on telling my parents and it being a surprise, I don’t think a small baby bump would be a dead giveaway. I decided on pulling a hoodie over my body and wearing a pair of jeans that were not as tight as all the others I owned. Once fully dressed, I became hungry again and decided a brunch with my parents would be nice. Pulling out my phone I called my mother, she and I had a closer relationship rather than my father and I. My father and I weren’t really close I loved him with all my heart, but we didn’t have the same relationship as my mother and I did.

“Hello?” My mother asked as she answered the phone.

“Hi mom.” I sang into the phone, happy I was talking to her.

“Hello dear, how are you?” She asked me.

“I’m great; I was actually wondering if you and dad wanted to go out for brunch today, in around 20 minutes?” I asked as my stomach growled. I smiled and ran my hand over the baby bump.

“Sounds lovely, will Frank and you brother be joining us?” She asked, she always knew we did things together.

“No, just me, you and dad.” I said into the phone line.

“Great. We’ll meet you at the small café down by the park?” She asked. There was nothing special about the café; we found it as a family; mom, dad, Gerard and I, when we were younger. We don’t know why, but we loved it and we always eat there.

“Sounds good and please do hurry. I’m starving.” I sad into the phone and laughed, so did my mom. The baby also fluttered a bit and I rubbed the bump.

Notes

Sorry for the long wait, I've been really busy and that's all my fault, I just need to adapt to my new schedule, anyways enjoy

Till next we meet my killjoys