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❝you put your arm around me and i literally felt my knees buckle, this is so pathetic.❞ (Verse 2, College Indpril is needed)
“It’s not pathetic,” April said, leaning closer to rest her head on her girlfriend’s shoulder. It was a new and exciting word to get used to - girlfriend. She was so used to thinking of Indie as her best friend, but she was more now. “It’s adorable.”
She kissed Indie’s cheek, scrunching up her nose as she did so. “You’re adorable.”
“I think it’s too late to drive to the hospital, the baby is coming NOW.” (Verse 2)
“Oh, no, no, no,” April said, shaking her head adamantly as she paced the room. “Call an ambulance, then. I am not having these twins on our kitchen floor!”
“i heard crying. i got worried.” (Verse 2)
April looked up from where she sat on the floor and tried to compose herself. Indie had surprised her, coming in the room so fast.
“Sorry,” she sniffled. “I didn’t know I was being that loud.” She forced a smile. “No need to worry. Just... boy drama.”
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Going back to Ohio for spring break was stressful enough, what with April’s three sisters crowding her space, and Mom and Dad insisting she go to church every waking moment, but April had added more to the equation by bringing Indie along.
As they walked up the gravel driveway, April pulled her fingers out of Indie’s grip and shot her a forlorn look. “We... can’t,” she said. “Not in front of them. I’m sorry.”
She chewed her bottom lip and found it hard to meet her girlfriend’s eyes. “My parents... um... they don’t know about me being... you know.”
“Can’t sleep?” (Verse 1)
April blinked at the ceiling from where she lay at the foot of the bed. “No,” she grumbled, sighing deeply. “You can thank your hungry children for that.”
Under her shirt were Ceci and Auggie, who, at 16 months old, were in the habit of climbing from their cribs and finding their way to Indie and April’s bed. And since they still nursed for comfort and for sleep, they always managed to get under April’s shirt while she was sleeping and wake her right up.
“I want to spend the rest of my life making you feel loved and making it known to you that you are amazing and deserve everything in life” (Verse 2)
April turned her face to the side, pinching her eyes shut tight as Indie’s kisses landed everywhere. “Stop it,” she giggled, halfheartedly pushing her wife away. “These hormones turn you into such a sap!”
“I think I’m losing the baby... I’m sorry my body is broken.” (Verse 2, I need some angst)
“No, no, no,” April said, trying to hide the worry in her voice as she tried to find Indie’s shoes. It wasn’t as easy as it seemed, being that she was holding a twin on either hip.
Their legs dangled as April bent and grabbed Indie’s shoes, then tossed them to her. “The doctor said you might spot. I know this is more blood than we’re used to, but...” She didn’t have a way to finish the sentence. “We’re going. We’re gonna go fix this. Phinny is fine.”
She slipped her own shoes on and helped Indie out the door as best she could with Ceci and Auggie clinging to her.
“Mama where goin’?” Auggie asked.
“We’re gonna take Mommy to the doctor’s, boo-boo,” April said, plastering on a smile for their son. “We’re gonna make sure she and Baby Brother are okay.”
“This baby needs to come out, April. He is 11 days overdue and the last thing we have on the list to try is sex.” (Verse 1)
April opened her eyes slowly - she’d almost been asleep - and looked over her shoulder. “I heard the word sex,” she said groggily, slipping out of her baggy t-shirt. “I’m up.”
