Sex! At Tre's House, chapter 20
4 months later
I was going home next week because I was now 8 months along and it was getting pretty difficult carrying all the weight. I was basically just sitting around. At this moment I was sitting in their tour bus and chillin. Tre came in and looked at me.
"You okay baby?" he asked.
"Yeah, I guess," I replied.
"You sure?" Tre asked sitting down next to me. "You're not looking to good."
"Really?" I asked.
"You look really over heated. You sure you feel fine?" Tre asked.
"Oh, I am a bit hot," I replied.
"How, is my little boy?" Tre asked putting his hand on my stomach.
"Good I think," I replied.
"Ooh, he kicked!" Tre cried happily. "FEEL!" Tre took my hand and placed it on my stomach. The baby kicked again. I giggled.
"Frank Edwin Wright the IV!" Tre said to my tummy. "Daddy is here! HELLO!"
I laughed. Then I got a pain in my stomach.
"OW!" I said touching my stomach.
"What's wrong?' Tre asked looking very concerned.
"It hurts!" I said. Another pain shot through my stomach.
"Are you okay?" Tre asked.
"I need, a hospital," I said. Pain was going through my stomach. It hurt really badly.
"OKAY!" Tre said getting up. "Uh, uh, umm, BILLIE!!!" Tre screamed. Billie came from the back of the bus.
"Tre? What the fuck?" Billie asked.
"Lyddy's in some kind of baby pain! We need to get her to a hospital!" Tre said.
"OH! Shit!" Billie said and he pulled his cell phone out of his pocket. He called Mike who was at the store to get some munchies. Billie told him that we were going to the hospital cause I was having pains and they took me there. Billie drove while Tre rode in the back with me. We got to the hospital and they got me into a room and the doctor examined me.
"Well you are fine, but you need to have this baby today. You're having pains because you will be going into labor soon. Some women get these pains in the lower abdominal area," the doctor said.
"Ah! Fuck! It fucking hurts!" I screamed.
"We're going to give you some drugs, some pain killing ones and some labor inducing ones," He said.
"But she isn't due for another month!" Tre said.
"Well, this baby wants out now," the doctor replied.
They took me down to a room and the started getting me ready, they gave me the painkillers. Tre stayed with me the entire time.
"You made me have this god damned baby!" I said having a pain go through my stomach; of course it wasn't as bad because of the painkillers.
"I'm sorry, you're just so fucking hot that I can't help but fuck you!" Tre protested.
"FINE! I can't resist you either, but that's not the point!" I replied.
"Oh, all right then," Tre said and he relaxed. "I love you," Tre said softly.
"I suppose I love you too," I replied.
Tre looked at me. "Fine!"
"I'm sorry, just these god damned pains. I hope nothing is wrong with Frankie," I said.
"I hope not either. I love him even though he hasn't been born yet," Tre replied.
"I know," I said. "Did you say that you wanted to call him Tre for short?" I asked.
"Yeah, it'd be cool because it'd be like a mini-me!" Tre replied happily.
"Okay, I hope little Tre is okay," I said.
"Yes, me too," Tre replied.
A few hours later
The labor inducing drugs had worked their magic and I was ready to have this baby. I was in immense pain; there was no way that childbirth on drugs was this bad. There was defiantly something wrong. They took me to delivery and Tre was sterol. They positioned me and then the doc said, "PUSH!"
I pushed and it hurt like hell and I screamed, "FUUUUUUCK! TRE I FUCKING HATE YOU!"
I stopped pushing.
"Okay, again, 1... 2... 3... PUSH!" he ordered.
I was holding Tre's hand and I squeezed it and he screamed it with me.
10 minutes later
"Okay, Lyddy! One more good push! 1... 2... 3... PUSH!" the doctor said.
I pushed. I almost blacked out and then I heard the baby cry. Little Tre was crying. I heard them take him and wrap him up and I got to hold him. I was crying and Tre came and he put his arm around me.
"He's so kick ass!" Tre said.
"I know, he'll be our little rebel!" I replied happily.
Then they told me that they had to examine me and then I could have the baby back. I went through the examination.
Half hour later
I was holding the baby, it was just Tre and I. Billie went back to the other bus and he would be back later and so would Mike.
"We have the results to all the tests that we took on you and little Frank here," the doctor said.
"Okay, the baby is in good condition. He's fine and healthy and everything is great. But Mrs. Wright you have had some damage to you lower parts. Nothing serious I assure. Everything will be fine. It just needs time to heal up. I hate to tell you that you should not have sex for at least 60 days," the doctor said.
Tre and I looked at each other. I was going to be going home but that was only for 30 of those days where he would be gone.
"60 days? Don't you think that's a little much doc?" Tre asked.
"Nope, we may have to add more. She'll have to come here and have check ups. It's nothing bad or anything. Everything will be back to normal after it heals. Sex will be just the same after everything is healed up," the doctor said.
"Oh, all right," I replied and the doctor left.
Tre looked at me.
"There is no way in hell we can do that," Tre said.
"We have to, unless you want to permanently damage it!" I said.
"Okay," Tre replied.
I was going home next week because I was now 8 months along and it was getting pretty difficult carrying all the weight. I was basically just sitting around. At this moment I was sitting in their tour bus and chillin. Tre came in and looked at me.
"You okay baby?" he asked.
"Yeah, I guess," I replied.
"You sure?" Tre asked sitting down next to me. "You're not looking to good."
"Really?" I asked.
"You look really over heated. You sure you feel fine?" Tre asked.
"Oh, I am a bit hot," I replied.
"How, is my little boy?" Tre asked putting his hand on my stomach.
"Good I think," I replied.
"Ooh, he kicked!" Tre cried happily. "FEEL!" Tre took my hand and placed it on my stomach. The baby kicked again. I giggled.
"Frank Edwin Wright the IV!" Tre said to my tummy. "Daddy is here! HELLO!"
I laughed. Then I got a pain in my stomach.
"OW!" I said touching my stomach.
"What's wrong?' Tre asked looking very concerned.
"It hurts!" I said. Another pain shot through my stomach.
"Are you okay?" Tre asked.
"I need, a hospital," I said. Pain was going through my stomach. It hurt really badly.
"OKAY!" Tre said getting up. "Uh, uh, umm, BILLIE!!!" Tre screamed. Billie came from the back of the bus.
"Tre? What the fuck?" Billie asked.
"Lyddy's in some kind of baby pain! We need to get her to a hospital!" Tre said.
"OH! Shit!" Billie said and he pulled his cell phone out of his pocket. He called Mike who was at the store to get some munchies. Billie told him that we were going to the hospital cause I was having pains and they took me there. Billie drove while Tre rode in the back with me. We got to the hospital and they got me into a room and the doctor examined me.
"Well you are fine, but you need to have this baby today. You're having pains because you will be going into labor soon. Some women get these pains in the lower abdominal area," the doctor said.
"Ah! Fuck! It fucking hurts!" I screamed.
"We're going to give you some drugs, some pain killing ones and some labor inducing ones," He said.
"But she isn't due for another month!" Tre said.
"Well, this baby wants out now," the doctor replied.
They took me down to a room and the started getting me ready, they gave me the painkillers. Tre stayed with me the entire time.
"You made me have this god damned baby!" I said having a pain go through my stomach; of course it wasn't as bad because of the painkillers.
"I'm sorry, you're just so fucking hot that I can't help but fuck you!" Tre protested.
"FINE! I can't resist you either, but that's not the point!" I replied.
"Oh, all right then," Tre said and he relaxed. "I love you," Tre said softly.
"I suppose I love you too," I replied.
Tre looked at me. "Fine!"
"I'm sorry, just these god damned pains. I hope nothing is wrong with Frankie," I said.
"I hope not either. I love him even though he hasn't been born yet," Tre replied.
"I know," I said. "Did you say that you wanted to call him Tre for short?" I asked.
"Yeah, it'd be cool because it'd be like a mini-me!" Tre replied happily.
"Okay, I hope little Tre is okay," I said.
"Yes, me too," Tre replied.
A few hours later
The labor inducing drugs had worked their magic and I was ready to have this baby. I was in immense pain; there was no way that childbirth on drugs was this bad. There was defiantly something wrong. They took me to delivery and Tre was sterol. They positioned me and then the doc said, "PUSH!"
I pushed and it hurt like hell and I screamed, "FUUUUUUCK! TRE I FUCKING HATE YOU!"
I stopped pushing.
"Okay, again, 1... 2... 3... PUSH!" he ordered.
I was holding Tre's hand and I squeezed it and he screamed it with me.
10 minutes later
"Okay, Lyddy! One more good push! 1... 2... 3... PUSH!" the doctor said.
I pushed. I almost blacked out and then I heard the baby cry. Little Tre was crying. I heard them take him and wrap him up and I got to hold him. I was crying and Tre came and he put his arm around me.
"He's so kick ass!" Tre said.
"I know, he'll be our little rebel!" I replied happily.
Then they told me that they had to examine me and then I could have the baby back. I went through the examination.
Half hour later
I was holding the baby, it was just Tre and I. Billie went back to the other bus and he would be back later and so would Mike.
"We have the results to all the tests that we took on you and little Frank here," the doctor said.
"Okay, the baby is in good condition. He's fine and healthy and everything is great. But Mrs. Wright you have had some damage to you lower parts. Nothing serious I assure. Everything will be fine. It just needs time to heal up. I hate to tell you that you should not have sex for at least 60 days," the doctor said.
Tre and I looked at each other. I was going to be going home but that was only for 30 of those days where he would be gone.
"60 days? Don't you think that's a little much doc?" Tre asked.
"Nope, we may have to add more. She'll have to come here and have check ups. It's nothing bad or anything. Everything will be back to normal after it heals. Sex will be just the same after everything is healed up," the doctor said.
"Oh, all right," I replied and the doctor left.
Tre looked at me.
"There is no way in hell we can do that," Tre said.
"We have to, unless you want to permanently damage it!" I said.
"Okay," Tre replied.
