Deloria's PoV
"You should take it easy, you know" Mitch is lecturing me during our break "You're prego and working full time is a big no no, you have to relax so, cut your time short for work"
"If I do that what will we eat? I mean, I eat much more than I do before and the food cravings haaahh I crave for different types of food everyday, plus the bills I have to pay for and there's a lot of stuff that money's involve" I said after drinking my hot chocolate
"Well, you can talk to our manager, I'll help you with anything I can" giving me his encouraging smile
"Thanks, I'll think about it for now" returning a small smile "I'm sorry for worrying you though"
"It's fine, call me whenever you need help, even if it's about chores or groceries I'll come, you look awfully tired" he said with a groaning tone
"Really? You'll do that? Thank you" I'm getting emotional thanks to my hormones
"Delo that's what friends do for each other, rest for a while or you can go home" he said standing up
"No, I can't do that, I still have 2 hours to go" wiping my tears away
"I can cover that shift for you, besides rush hour's done, don't worry" he is literally going to push me out of the door
"I- I can't possibly do that"
"You have to because I said so. Get change before I drag you out of here. NOW." he firmly said
"O-okay" he seems convinced to really do this
"Also cut your shift short or I'll force you to do it" after that he left me alone in the break room
I did what I was told because at the very least someone is worried about me and I'm not alone like what I've always thought
I was the one being negative all the time, I actually have someone whom I can call a friend and knowing it makes my heart swell with happiness
And now I'm back at home earlier than usual, I had spare time to prepare some side dishes, doing the laundry and a little bit of cleaning before cooking my dinner
My dinner composing of a buttered chicken, mashed potatoes and of course, salad with olives, all food with olives is my main course
My baby bump is much more prominent now that my regular t-shirts are getting tighter around the tummy area, buying bigger sizes are impractical, I don't even know how big my bump is going to be. Ware wolves pregnancy are more progressive than normal people do so, for the mean time I decided to use my loose shirts, sweatshirts and jacket before buying anything that's necessary
After eating, drinking vitamins and talking to my angels, I drifted off to sleep
Morning came and waking up followed by morning sickness.... of course that does not make my day start beautifully, it is the worst... as always
Going down to the kitchen wearing only a white sweatshirt and a boxer shorts to prepare my breakfast
The feeling of nausea never leaving my guts and the burning sensation my mark's emitting is making me feel more awful
It's hard to decide what to make for my morning meal especially when I feel like this
Then I remembered the bacon I bought two weeks ago, if I don't cook it now I'll have to throw it away, its smell is not even the slightest scent I want but, I just have to try it
First I cooked the toast then followed by the scrambled eggs and it's time to cook the bacon
Putting a little bit of olive oil on a frying pan, I then took a slice of bacon and tried to fry the tip to test my sense of smell
"Hhmm not bad, it actually smells delicious" putting a whole two slices of bacon on the pan
"You guys probably like bacons now huh?" I said referring to my babies
The bacons are done and pouring myself a glass of fresh milk before sitting down to start eating but before I could even take a bite
The doorbell rings
Who could it be?
I didn't order anything for delivery, I didn't call Mitch to come, I'm confused but nonetheless I got up from my chair and headed to answer the door
It rang again for multiple times, this person is very impatient
"Please wait a moment I'm coming!!" I shouted a little bit annoyed, it's still early in the morning and they are disturbing me, pulling me away from my food
Annoyingly reaching for the locks, turning the door knob and opening the door, the result of not checking the person outside from the peephole...
My heart skipping many beats,
My breath stock on my throat,
My blood rushing to my head,
My eyes widening with tears and
My wolf jumping happily inside me