I mentally rolled my eyes and walked down the hall.
I scrunched my nose up at the smell of fish, which was what Negan was eating, before feeling a wave of nausea hit me.
I ran to the bathroom before throwing up my breakfast into the toilet.
I flushed the toilet and rinsed my mouth out before leaving the bathroom.
I plugged my nose and grabbed my book off of the table beside my side of the bed before walking back to the front door.
I walked out on the porch and took a deep breath of fresh air before sitting on the porch swing.
"Why are you out here?" Negan asked, walking out on the porch.
"It stinks in there." I replied, opening my book.
"It does?" He inquired.
"The fish." I replied.
"It's dinner." He replied.
"Maybe for you." I stated.
I was even more baffled that he didn't want to see the ultrasound photos or ask about the baby.
I took a deep breath and counted to ten before flipping the page in my book.
"You've changed." Negan stated.
"How?" I asked.
"You're not happy. You never smile anymore, you don't laugh, and you barely talk to me. You talk, but not like we used to." He replied.
"Because I'm not happy here, and I'm not happy at all. I'm sorry that I'm such a Negative Nancy for you." I replied.
He shook his head and walked over in front of me.
"You aren't going to tell me how the ultrasound went? How far along you are? Any of that?" He asked.
"You didn't act interested." I replied.
"That's all I've been thinking about since I found those pregnancy tests in your car. I've wondered if it was going to have your nose or mine, the color of its eyes, a boy or girl, it's name, or how much longer I have to wait to meet it." He explained, sitting down beside me.
I reached in my back pocket and pulled the photos out before handing them to him.
I watched as he looked at the photos and smiled before looking through them over and over.
"She thought I was around ten weeks, but then she found I'm actually fifteen weeks." I explained.
"Come on, we're going back." He ordered, grabbing my hand and pulling me up from my spot.
"Why?" I asked.
"I didn't get to hear it's heartbeat, I didn't get to see it move." He replied, excitement laced in his voice.
"I'm really tired, I just want to stay here. We can go tomorrow." I replied.
"Please?" He asked.
"Okay." I mumbled.
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Negan grabbed my hand and held it while Joanne put the gel on my stomach again.
"There it is!" Joanne exclaimed when our baby appeared on the screen.
"It's beautiful." Negan gushed.
I was surprised by his excitement and how engaged he was with the ultrasound.
"Baby, look at our baby." Negan looked to me before looking back to the screen with a big smile on his face.
After a few minutes, she turned the machine off before wiping my belly.
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I stayed outside, watching as Negan threw the two pieces of fish out of the house.
I unplugged my nose and followed him back inside before he sat a scented candle on the table and lit it.
"I can't believe it." He stated.
"What?" I asked.
"That I'm a dad again." He replied.
I sat down on the couch and watched as he turned the fan on in the kitchen.
I furrowed my eyebrows, hearing music play before he started dancing around the kitchen while throwing different things into a pan.
"You're such a dork." I stated.
"Did you know that's what a whale's penis is called?" He asked, now serious.
I looked at him with a confused stare before he started laughing.
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"Good night," Negan muttered, pressing his lips to my baby bump.
He lied down beside me before pulling the covers over us.
"What about me?" I asked.
"Good night." He replied, pressing his lips to my cheek.
"Good night." I replied.
"You know, we could skip all the awkward after-fight and have sex," He joked, leaning on his elbow.
I laughed and put my head down on the pillow.
"Is that a no?" He asked.
I playfully slapped his arm before he smiled and lied down beside me.
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Idk if there will be an update tomorrow or Thursday bc I'm super tired, and Thursday I'm going to the lake; but I'll try my best!
(I don't support the Clintons, but this was funny)
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