Chapter 38: The more the Merrier

Blake's POV

I woke up confused.

One, why am I lying on the floor?

Second , Why was Cara currently glaring at me right now.

Third, What time is it?

And the most important is Did I ate Lunch?

"Sleep well?" Cara asked sarcastically. She was sitting on the couch, her legs crossed.

I slowly sat down and stretch a little bit.

"Well rating it from 1 to 10? It was a solid 7. My back hurts." I complained.

I slowly stand up and tried to stretch my sore back.

"Why am I sleeping on the floor Amore?" I ask.

I look down at Cara and she sigh.

She hands me a stick and I curiously accept it.

Once I look at the stick she gave to me. All that happened came back like a movie flashback.

I did not notice that my hands are shaking badly while holding the pregnancy test.

I look at Cara and weirdly my vision was blurred.

Cara stand up and she immediately hugged my waist tightly.

Cara looked at me and asked while tearing up.

"Can you believe it Blake?"

I carefully lift Cara and I sat on the couch. I placed Cara on my lap.

I cupped Cara's cheeks and wipe her tears while she did the same to me.

"I don't Amore. Are we dreaming?"

Without warning Cara pinched my cheeks.

"Ow! Ow! Ow! Fuck!" I shouted while removing my abused cheek from Cara's pincers.

"Well that answers your question."

"Smartass." I said while soothing my sore cheeks.

This is a grounds for divorce right?  This is abuse.

"You're not shitting right? Mini Blake is really on the way?"

Cara smile and said "Well mini Cara is on the way."

"Babe. I'm sorry to say but this kid will be the same as me."  I boasted.

"You mean our kid will be big, handsome but dumb?"

"Yu-" I glare at Cara. "Exsqueeze me Mrs. Bradford I am anything but dumb."

"Are you sure? Let's see. You know the word condensation?" Cara ask.

"Tsk. Easy! You mean the milk right?" I smugly replied.

I look at Cara's expression and I know she's holding in her laugh.

"What!? I am correct! The other type is Evaporated Milk! Or not."

Cara let out a loud laugh that I swear my PA can hear it from her room.

"Ok fine. English grammar's not my strong suit but the rest of the subjects I aced it." I am not lying.

Ella and I has a high GPA but we lack something. We can't be perfect but James will say otherwise in Ella's defense. He's a pussy whipped bitch.

In my case English grammar while my sister her lack of understanding in all things technology. She's bad, like really bad. Bill Gates and Steve Jobs will give up teaching Ella about computers and smart phones.

"Are you ready to be a father?" Cara asked out of the blue.

"Yes. A million times yes."

Cara glares at me and warned."I hope to God Blake that when I go in labor you'll not panic or I swear to God, husband or not I'll divorce you."

I scratch my head and replied. "I mean I can panic just a little bit right?"

Cara's glare intensifies. "Hey. I am just warning you Amore. Let's be real. If I am good at medical emergencies, I am a doctor now not a businessman. Just saying."

Cara just sigh. She looks up and murmur "Give me strength Lord."

She's wrong. I need more strength. I swear when Ella gave birth I developed PTSD and I am not even inside the birthing room.

How much more now that I need to support Cara inside the birthing suite.

I am wondering. Can James do it instead of me? He' my bestfriend right?

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We immediately went to Dr. Bryant the next day for Cara's first ultrasound.

I was so nervous. The night before while Cara was asleep. God and I had a serious talk. I told him to take care of Cara and our child. I hope that this pregnancy will be smooth and easy for Cara.

I prayed that there would be no complications.

My heart can't take it if anything goes wrong.

The whole drive to the clinic Cara and I did not talk. We just hold each other's hand.

Dr. Bryant welcomed us inside her clinic with a bright smile. She hugged Cara and she shakes my hand.

"I hear that congratulations is in order?" Dr. Bryant started.

"Yes. I hope everything will be alright. I am so nervous." Cara answered.

"What are we waiting for? Let's see your baby!"

Cara changed her clothes to a disposable gown. We went inside the ultrasound room. I assist Cara on the bed because the bed is a little bit higher than expected.

"Okay. Did you drink a lot of water?" Dr. Bryant ask Cara while she's preparing.

"Yes, but I don't know if it is enough."

"I gotta warn you. Women who's taking fertility medications tend to have multiples." Dr. Bryant said.

"Really?" Cara said in disbelief.

"Yes. So let's see." Dr. Bryant apply a gel on Cara's lower abdomen.

I tighten my hold on Cara's hand when Dr. Bryant is taking a long time looking at the screen.

"Cara when's your last period?"

"Almost 6weeks ago." Cara answered.

"Hmm. Interesting."

"So you're supposed to be 6 to 7 weeks right? but as I am checking everything I noticed that your almost 12 weeks Cara."

Cara and I look at each other baffled on what we learned. 12 weeks? So it means she already 3 months pregnant? What?

"What do you mean? I have a regular period."

"Well I think that period is just the fetus planting itself on the wall of your womb." Dr. Bryant explain.

"I mean I didn't feel anything different a few months ago." Cara explained.

"That's normal. So don't worry."

"Is everything okay?" Cara anxiously asked.

Dr. Bryant circled the probe on the other side of Cara's stomach.

"Yeah. They are all okay."

"They?!" Cara and I shouted at the same time.

Dr. Bryant smiled. "Yeah they. Please look at the screen."

"Mr. And Mrs. Bradford meet Baby A, Baby B, Baby C and Baby D."

She pointed put 4 separate blobs with an outline of those small babies that you see on pregnant womans milk commercial on the screen.

"Four babies?!" Cara exclaimed then she looks at me "For fuck sakes Blake don't faint!"

I honestly feel lightheaded.

"No I don't!" I lied. "You're not shitting us right?" I asked again.

Don't fucking faint Blake! I repeatedlu chanted to myself.

"Nope. Four babies. I warned you. Higher rate for multiples. Now let's check their hearbeats."

Thank God all four- I can't believe I am saying it- all four of them have strong heartbeats.

"So I printed the scans and I'll give you both a moment to absorb what happened."

Dr. Bryant left us. I kissed Cara's face multiple times.

Cara slowly sat on the bed then kissed me in return."Cara shit. We got blessed four times! I really do have a super sperm."

Cara rolls her eyes and said "Fine, whatever makes you sleep at night Blake but seriously I am so excited and scared. Four babies Blake!"

"Don't worry Amore. We're a team. We can do it."

"True. We can do this. I can't wait to meet them in 6 months."

"Fuck. 6 months?! We have so many things to do. We need a bigger house!" I started panicking.

"Why? Our house is fine."

"No way. We need another 4 extra rooms. We only have 2 extra guest room. I refuse to let my child share rooms. I'll find a 10 room house this week or maybe we can buy a house the same as James, his house has 15 rooms."

"Blake 15 rooms is too much! I don't even know why James has a 15 room mansion." Cara protest.

"Amore you know that psycopaths loves their own space and you know James is one." I explained.

"True." Cara agreed.

We decided to go back to Dr. Bryant's office after a few minutes.

As soon as we sat down Dr. Bryant ask."So any questions?"

Cara ask multiple questions about food, vitamins etc and I only have one question in mind. I am waiting for Cara to finish her questions.

"Any more questions?"

I raise my hand and Cara looked at me curiously.

I cleared my throat and ask seriously "So how much destruction will our children cause to Cara's vajayjay?"