Chapter 20

"SO....." VERA TRAILS  of as she raises her eyebrows and pouts her lips, "Last night was a thing." "It sure was." I hum as I tap on the leather steering wheel, watching the road in front of me. David's range rover drove so smoothly, but it was a whole different playing field than my mother's tiny grey car that I've dented more times the necessary. Still not sure why David thought it would be a good idea for me to drive but oh well, I'm living out my dream of being a rich soccer mom and David's happy. It's a win win situation. "Emily called him Everett." I sigh as my grip of the steering wheel tightens, "I know." "Was it as awkward as I thought it was because shit, it was like I had a front row sweet to one of my favourite soap operas. Spencer was just about ready to slap her into the next fucking decade." Vera giggles as she places her hands to her belly. It was just us two today as Vera had an appointment for her ultrasound scan. Everyone wanted to come but Vera thought having all of us squashed in one room wasn't a good idea. So she just promised to bring them back pictures. Penn took one for the team and decided to take all the boys on a long hike. It was really cute seeing Noah in his hiking boots that he borrowed from David while everyone was in athletic gear and running sneakers. "Of course he was," I chuckle as I shake my head, "It's not like she can't call him Everett." "She can't. That's your nickname, Hay." Vera explains as I pull into the parking lot and find the last empty park. "I don't own it. And besides, we can't blame her for not knowing that I'm the only one who calls him that." I shrug as I put the vehicle in park, pull out the key and open the drivers door. I slip out and close the door behind me. "Well, she should know." Vera points out as i meet her at the back of the car and lock it. "Please stop being so wise." I groan as I cross the parking lot and head towards the brick building. "Sorry darling, it's a blessing and a curse." Vera giggles as she follows behind me. I push my gold-rimmed sunglasses up onto my head as I step through the glass door and into the waiting room. The receptionist smiles at us as Vera walks up to the desk. I take a seat as she talks to the receptionist and fold my legs over the other. I glance around the room, glancing at all the posters of smiling babies and adverts for midwives business. Those ones piqued my interests. "Hey," I start as Vera walks towards me and sits, "Do you have a midwife?" "Nope." She shakes her head, "I don't want to make a big deal about this and midwives scare me. I know they're just there to help but I don't want another person's opinion on my body." "Okay, that's fine." I smile at her as I slip my hand into hers, "Also, Sam's mom kicked you out just before you came here. Why didn't you tell him before?" "I wanted to tell him as soon as I found out. But Sam was away with his father on some business meeting and when he got back I barely saw him. He kept pulling away for work and I was left all alone." Vera shrugs as she glances down at her lap. "My parents were like that—are like that." I sigh out, "Vera..." "They were too busy avoiding and despising each other that the only time they remembered they had a daughter was to use her against the other. And like hell I'm going to let mine grow up in a toxic environment like that." Vera folds her arms with a determined and serious expression on her face. She was so damn powerful. Another person steps into the room, "Vera Miller?" "Yup, that's me." Vera says as the both of us stand. "Hi, I'm Briana and I'll be doing your scan today." The lady explains as we follow her down the hall and to a room on the left. I take a seat next to the bed as Vera lies down and the lady begins the scan. I was absolutely mesmerised by the tiny little body on the screen as Vera laughs at my face. "Have you two picked out a name yet?" The lady questions as she continues to move the electronic wand over Vera's now slimy belly. Vera and I look at each other before we both burst out laughing. "Oh no—we're not—we're not together." Vera shakes her head at the Briana, "She's my best friend." "Oh I'm so sorry, I just thought—well, you too just seem very close." The woman explains as Vera and I smile at each other. "Okay, well, I'm sure you've seen it before, but jus so you know what you're looking at, here's the baby's head..." ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ Noah runs at the speed of light across the parking lot of the supermarket and in front of him was Levi, smiling like crazy as he sat inside a shopping cart. "You know, sometimes I look at Levi and I'm just like 'what an adorable little cinnamon roll'...then I remember he smiles during the killing parts of horror movies." Spencer chuckles as he locks his arm with mine as we follow the pair. I shrug, "That's Levi." "I miss talking to you," Spencer sighs as we stop and wait for a car to pass. The two young children in the back stare as the vehicle slowly rolls past so like the mature person I am, I poke my tongue at them. "We need a day together, just the two of us." "That would be really nice Spenc," I smile at him, "I miss you two." "Great! There's a guy I'm talking to, and we're currently in the sexting stage of our relationship, but his dad owns a super fancy spa in San Diego." Spencer explains and I roll my eyes at him. He laughs as he hugs me closer, "It'll give us a chance to talk...well, for you to talk. I'm a fucking open book." I tilt my head back and laugh as we enter through the automatic doors of the store. It was quiet, due it being a Tuesday night, so I could spot Noah and Levi whipping through the aisles of produce like the were playing fucking Mario Cart. I love those two idiots. Chase, Vera and Penn stayed back at the house as they were in the middle of an episode of Suits of which the three of them religiously watch. They have a group chat based solely on their conversations about the show. No one is allowed to post anything until they've all watched an episode. "You keep too much inside, Hay. Let me share some of your burden." Spencer explains as I nod, "I love you but you also scare the shit out of me." I smirk at him, "You'd be surprised how much I hear that." Now it was Spencer's turn to roll his eyes at me as we begin to pick out vegetables and fruit we were in need of. We were going to attempt and cook something by ourselves before David returns tomorrow and saves us. We've been surviving off cookies, fast food and some weird as kombucha from the bottom of the fridge. "We're back!" Noah announces as he pulls into the aisle we were standing it. I look away from the numerous packets of pasta that were honestly starting to terrify me and stare at the pair. Levi sat in a cart of diabetes, filled to mac with candy, chocolate and potato chips.