April's pov

After hearing moms side of the story I was feeling different types of emotions. I didn't know if I wanted to find my grandparents and hurt them or ask my dad why he left the hospital and tell him that the baby actually lived. I just settled for crying for all the years I lost with my mom and brother. I guess I'll start with questioning my dad then maybe invite mom over for dinner. Now that I think about it I want to play Cupid because I never saw my parents show any kinds of affection for each other. I don't even think they sleep in the same room so now I'm going to get mom and dad back together.

"Mom do you think you guys can come to dinner this Friday night. I mean you can think about it if you want it's only Tuesday but I think it would be nice to see how dad reacts to having a second son." I said making a plan in my head. I know he will say yes he has to or I'll blackmail him into it.

"We'll see," he said then he grabbed a sleeping Darri and took him to his room.

"I think we should start heading home babe it's about 10 and you need your rest," Marcus said getting up stretching his body out.

"Yeah I'll just go tell mom we're leaving," I went to the room mom walked into and saw him tucking blankets around Darri. "Mom we're gonna go since it's getting late."

"Okay I'll most likely see you Friday," he gave me a hug and walked us out. I really hope my plan works.

*Time Skip 4 months*

My back hurts so much and it's all Marcus fault. Im now 8 months pregnant with his big headed kids. Im currently trying to find a comfortable spot to lay in. Sigh. I want my body back don't get me wrong I love my kids and I want more in the future but the backaches are killing me. I finally found a spot I was the most comfortable in and thought about mom and dad.

The dinner four months ago went as good as it could I guess. When dad saw mom he almost fainted and I'm like are you sure you wasn't the 'girl' of the relationship. Then when he found out about Robbie being alive he cried so hard but overall it wasn't that bad.

Now my plans about getting mom and dad back together is a working progress. I mean I locked them in a room together, I made them go to the movies or the park. Nothing still happened and I don't know what else to do. Sigh. Why can't people do what I want speaking of.

"Marcus can you get me some ice cream please." It's like 2 in the morning these dang kids keep kicking my bladder.

"Hmm, it's alright go back to sleep," he mumbled I don't think he know what I said.

"Marcus the kids are coming," I said trying to get him to wake up and get me ice cream.

"That's good I love them too," he said turning over. I decide to go get my own ice cream that lazy boyfriend of mines. I got up off the bed and walked downstairs. Me and Marcus recently rented a house since he got a job at some big company. I walked into the kitchen and went in the freezer grabbing some rocky road ice cream. I sit down in the living room and watched some tv. All the good stuff play at night so I just watched some adult swim cause I'm a child at heart. When I finished my ice cream I threw the carton away and walked back upstairs. I went to the bathroom first and on my way towards the bed I started feeling pressure. I held on to the bed and breathed deeply when it passed I laid down on the bed getting comfortable and went to sleep.

When I woke up the next morning Marcus wasn't in bed and I started feeling pressure again but this time it hurt much worse. I think I'm having Braxton Hicks. I'm scared I don't know what to do or how long this will last. When it passed over I got out of bed and walked downstairs and Marcus is nowhere in here. I called Marcus phone and I heard it ringing I looked around for it and it was beside the tv. I sighed and hung up the phone. The pain started to come back again but it hurt way more than earlier. Oh shiz I'm in labor and I'm by myself. I breath in and out and hope Marcus come back soon.

45 minutes. He's been gone for 45 minutes and my contractions are getting closer together but my water didn't break yet.

I can't believe this he's been gone for an hour and thirty minutes. I grabbed my phone and called a ambulance he just gonna have to look for me because I need those drugs.

About 20 minutes later the ambulance arrived and they came in the house with a stretcher. I know Marcus didn't leave my door unlocked while I was by myself in this house. I called my mom on the way to the hospital in between contractions then I called my dad and his mom. I swear he is dead when I see him. We arrived at the hospital in 10 minutes. When they wheeled me threw the emergency doors I saw my mom and dad. They must have been together glad they are working things out while I'm in pain. They wheeled me to labor and delivery and before we got into the labor room I heard Marcus' voice. Great he's here about time. He gets a pair of scrubs from the nurse and rushed beside me. I grabbed his shirt and pulled him down towards me. "Where the he*l have you been your lucky I'm in too much pain or I'll kill you," I wish he could feel my pain.

I was in labor for 6 hours and I just wanted to cry. When it was finally time for them to come out I was so happy because I am ready for them to come out.

They got me ready and they went to work. I couldn't see anything because of this blue screen in front of me. So I just looked at Marcus who just looked like he wanted to puke.

About 5 minutes later I heard a baby cry and about 3 minutes later I heard another. I just started crying they're here I carried them for 8 months and now they're here. Marcus had went to cut the umbilical cord when we heard the first baby. I feel so happy I get to see my little monsters. As the doctor closed up my stomach I started to drift off into a peaceful sleep.