Unsung Heroes
Ch. 37 Mitch is back
“Hello, is this Indigo Graham I am speaking to?”
“Yes, this is she.”
“I’m very sorry to disturb you, Ms. Graham, I am Sheriff Jones of the LAPD, and we would like you to come in and answer some questions about Mitchell Black. It seems he violated his restraining order placed against him by Ms. Maya Winters, and now he faces a court hearing in a couple of weeks. Ms. Winters and the lawyers would like you to be a witness and give a statement. Would you be willing to come to the station and meet with a lawyer?”
I leaned back against the couch and pinched the bridge of my nose, stifling a groan.
“I’ll be there. Which station is it?”
“The one in West Hollywood.”
“What day?”
“We would like you to come in on Tuesday morning, around 10 am.”
“I’ll be there.”
Hanging up my phone, I sighed and slouched so my head was nearly level with my belly. I’d revealed my son’s sex a month ago, and was almost done with my seventh month. I was started to get antsy, and now… Ugh.
Mitch was back.
Maya called me in a panic yesterday saying she saw Mitch creeping outside Jinxx’s house when she was there by herself. She called Jinxx immediately, who promptly freaked the fuck out and told her he was on his way home. Then she called me, nearly in tears.
I told her to lock the doors and windows, take the cats, go upstairs and lock herself in a bathroom with her phone, and call 911. Apparently, she listened. The police found Mitch hiding behind the backyard fence, and he was arrested and in custody for violated the restraining order.
The guy really doesn’t give up.
Ashley was out with the guys, probably hearing all the details from Jinxx about what happened. Since it did happen, and even though Mitch was currently being held at the police station until the court date… thankfully.
Tokyo and Killer were cuddled up on either side of me, their little heads against the sides of my belly.
I smiled at them and ruffled their fur, causing Tokyo to roll over so I could scratch his belly.
All of a sudden, my son kicked me from within me, startling me into a gasp of surprise and I put my hand over the place where he kicked me, feeling him rub against my palm.
“Whoa there,” I said to him. “You’re starting to get active in there, huh? Feeling restless? Well, sorry, but mommy’s too tired to move, right now.” He nudged my hand, and then pressed a little firmer.
Slouching down further so my head was level with my belly, I pulled my shirt above my stomach and tucked it under my breasts, and stared down at my ballooning midsection, and watched while my boy rolled and stretched against my skin.
Getting an idea, I pulled out my phone and turned my camera to video, and started to record my belly, watching my belly stretch like an alien was trying to get out.
“Whatcha doin’ in there, sweet baby?” I cooed, making him move even faster. “Aw, can you hear mommy in there, love? I can’t wait to meet you, when you no longer look like you’re trying to break through my belly.”
Turning off my camera, I sat up and pulled my laptop over on the coffee table, and added the video as the last clip for the YouTube video I was making for my new channel. I’d decided to finally get off my butt and do it, and now that I finally had my last video clip, I was ready to upload.
Video
*Camera turns on to me sitting on our bed*
*Waves*
“Hey there, this is Indigo, call me Indy, and this is my first YouTube video ever!”
*Corny sound of cheering audience appears in background*
“So, for those of you who don’t know of me already, my name is Indigo Graham, I’m almost 26 years old, and I am dating Ashley Purdy from the band Black Veil Brides!”
*Photo of Ashley appears in corner of screen*
“And yes, I am pregnant. In fact, I am seven months pregnant I am due in December. And Ash and I are very excited to meet our baby, but before I do any reveals or anything like that, I thought I’d tell you guys our journey of how we found out, how I told Ashley, and things up until now.
“So now, I am going to play a video I recorded on the day I told Ash, I was visiting him at Warped Tour, and I’d found out the week prior that I’m pregnant via several tests and a visit to a clinic, and I made a little gift bag with the test sticks, an early ultrasound picture, a babe onesie with the words ‘My Daddy’s a Rock Star!’ and a card that had the words ‘You better be ready, Daddy!’ written in it.”
*Video starts playing, Ash appears on camera in restaurant, eating, and notices the camera*
“Are you recording me?” *Covers mouth with hand*
*I snort* “Maybe…”
“Why?”
“Well, I wanted to record your reaction when I gave you this.”
*Hands bag to Ashley*
*Ashley takes bag with suspicious look on his face*
“Okay… this isn’t some weird sex toy you wanted me to open in a restaurant, is it?”
*I laugh*
“No, of course not!”
*Ashley opens the package and starts pulling out the items, getting confused until he pulls out the pregnancy tests*
“Are you pregnant?”
*video continues past Ashley announcing him being a dad to the restaurant*
*Cuts back to me on bed*
“So, that’s how I told Ashley!” *Smiling really big*
“So yeah, I told Ashley on the last day of Warped Tour, and since there are a bazillion videos out there from people of me and Ash telling the band on the last day of the tour, so I’m not gonna show a video of it, but I will show the video of our gender reveal party that my lovely friend Inna was willing to record for us.
*Video starts showing everyone at the party laughing and music playing in the background, I am six months pregnant, and eating food at the table*
“Okay, here we are at gender party of Ashley and Indy.” *Inna*
*Camera makes its way over to me eating*
“Here’s the new mommy!”
*I set down my plate in surprise and cover my mouth to finish chewing and wave with the other hand*
“Are you excited for reveal, Indy?”
*I nodded*
“I can’t wait to reveal my baby’s sex, it’s gonna be exciting!”
*The camera fast-forward moves around the party, focusing briefly on various faces, and then getting to Ashley*
“Hey, Ashley!”
Ash was taking a swig of his beer, and swallowed quickly, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
“Are you excited to be father?”
*Ash chuckled*
“Oh yeah, I’m beyond excited to be a dad with my girl, it’s gonna be a trip!”
*The camera fast-forward around the party, stopping at various people for them to wave, and going back to the jars to show how much people were betting on the gender, and then cut to me and Ash standing at the table with the cake and a knife*
“Come on purple!”
“Boys forever!”
“FIVE!...FOUR!...THREE!...TWO!...ONE!”
*I sunk the knife into the cake, and paused.*
“Come on, you’re killing us, Indy!” *Jake*
*I pulled the knife out of the cake, revealing it to be stained with green icing*
*The room fills with simultaneous cheers and groans as people hugged each other, Ash, me, and clapped us on the shoulders while I sliced up the cake for people*
*Cuts back to me on bed*
“That’s right, it’s a boy!” *waves arms around*
“I am so excited to meet my son, and I know Ash can’t wait to be a dad! We are so looking forward to the birth of our baby, who is due on December 12th. So, stay tuned on social media for more announcements, including when I go into labor. I’m trying to talk Ash into vlogging the birth, but he’s super reluctant about it.
“Anyway, I’ll talk to you guys later, tchau!”
The video ended then, and I clicked the “upload” button on my YouTube account, and it told me it was going to take at least an hour to appear, so I set the laptop aside and struggled to stand, immediately regretting it as my feet and back and calves started to ache.
“Mommy really can’t wait for you to be a nightmare outside of her body, and not inside of her,” I said to my son, waddling into the kitchen for a glass of water.
As I was filling my glass at the fridge, the front door burst open suddenly, and Ash was standing there, cheeks flushed and he looked like he’d spent a good deal of his time either running or working his ass off in the studio.
“Hey babe,” I said brightly. “You okay?”
I stood in the kitchen about six feet from Ashley, who stood in the doorway, and stared at me, making me suddenly very aware of my own body.
“Um, Ash?” I questioned. “You okay?”
Ash didn’t say anything, and continued to stare at me. He had a bag slung over one shoulder, and was wearing one of his infinite baseball jerseys and skinny jeans, his hair held back with a backwards snapback cap, and aviators perched on his nose.
The bag slowly slipped off his shoulder onto the floor, hitting the ground with a dull thud. I watched it land, and flinched when he reached behind him with his foot to slam the front door shut. Then, very slowly, Ash started to approach me.
Both to lean away a bit and support my back, I pressed my lower back into the counter with my hands on either side of me on the counter edge.
Stopping in front of me with his stomach just barely touching my ballooning middle, Ash slowly took off his sunglasses and gently tossed them onto the granite.
“Have you been drinking?” I questioned semi-seriously.
Instead of answering me, Ash leaned over my belly and cupped the sides of my face to kiss me firmly, and he tasted like coffee.
“Can’t a guy kiss his pregnant girlfriend without being questioned about it?” He inquired quietly against my lips.
“Well, yeah, but you gave me a really strange expression when you did.”
I turned away to drink my water and set the glass on the counter, and as I did, Ash’s arms snaked under my arms, above my stomach and interlocking with each other.
“Well, I love my pregnant girlfriend, and if I want to show her affection, I will.”
Ash’s hands came down to cradle my belly, and I felt the baby push against my skin towards Ash, like he knew Daddy was close.
“Did Jinxx talk to you today?” I asked warily.
I could feel my boyfriend’s body freeze around me slightly, and then pull me toward him.
“Yes, why?”
“I got a call from the LAPD. They want me to testify as a witness against Mitch. I’m gonna meet with Maya’s lawyer on Tuesday.”
He pressed his forehead into my neck. “Well, as much as I want you to stay away from him, especially when you’re this pregnant, I know that if I try and stop you, you’ll just get mad and go anyway.”
I snorted and leaned against him the best I could.
“I’m glad you see things my way.”
The baby kicked suddenly against Ash’s hand – ow – making him jump suddenly.
“I think my boy agrees with me, already,” Ash said with a chuckle. “He knows to protect his mama.”
I rolled my eyes. “That, or because he knows Mama can’t do anything with him inside me and he’s reminding me of that fact.”
Laughing loudly, Ash let go of me to get a mineral water from the fridge.
“Speaking of the baby, do you have any ideas for names yet?”
The question caught me off guard.
In truth, I’d been avoiding the idea of names because it was anxiety inducing. Originally, I’d wanted to do something that represented the different cultures he came from, but that sounded so preachy and cliché now, so I didn’t want to do that.
“Babe, honestly, I don’t really wanna think about it. I don’t know what to name him and I feel like once I see his face, I’ll know what to name him. And I don’t want it to be something common, but not anything so unique that we basically curse him to a lifetime struggle.”
I moved from the fridge to sit at the bar, carefully pulling myself up so I could sit comfortably at the bar.
Raising an eyebrow sharply, Ash leaned against the counter across from my and propped himself up on his elbows so I could see the details of his tattoos on his forearms up close.
I fiddled with my lip ring and ran a hand through my hair. I’d recently died it a silvery gray color and cut it back to a style much closer to what it had been before when I’d met Ash.
“I know that sounds silly, Ash, but I’d rather not think of names, yet, and focus on getting to the police station and getting the nursery ready.”
Grinning slightly in understanding, Ash nodded and stood up to walk around me, reaching over his head to pull his shirt off.
“Okay, Mama, whatever you need.” Very casually, he threw his shirt in my general direction and started to walk around the counter, eyeing me carefully.
Seriously, now? He was starting this up right now? My body liked what it saw, though, and everything grew hot and tight in a matter of moments.
“Are you teasing me?” I questioned, spinning the chair I was in around so I was facing him, and I crossed my arms over my chest and resting on the curve of my belly.
Smirking, Ash rested his hands on his waist and rolled his weight onto his left hip.
“I don’t know what you’re implying.” He was trying to play coy.
Carefully sliding off the chair with my arms propping me, I walked/waddled over to him. He stood tall over me, shirtless, and his arms relaxed at his sides. I must have been the sight in front of him, with my short, colored hair, tattoos, and heavily pregnant belly in between us.
I reached up to jab at his chest with my finger.
“Oh, I think you know exactly what it is you are doing.”
I felt Ash’s hands curl around my waist and pull me toward him, my stomach bumping up against his. He massaged my hipbones with his thumbs, making me tingle.
“And you’re complaining because…” he purred slowly.
I reached up to wrap my hands gently around the back of his neck and pull his face down to mine.
“The only complaining you’ll hear from me is that we’re wearing way too many clothes, and if you don’t do something about that right now” –
Ash suddenly cut me off by kissing me hard, pulled me closer and suddenly turning me slightly so he could snake an arm under my legs and another around my wait and pick me up, my stomach getting only slightly in the way.
“Sorry if I’m a lot heavier for you, now,” I said quietly, not taking my arms from his neck.
He scoffed and turned to walk in the bedroom.
“Don’t even, you’re not that much heavier than before you got pregnant.”
I felt suddenly and slightly offended, but I pushed past it since I knew Ash wasn’t intentionally being rude.
I was suddenly lowered onto the bed, my legs hanging off the side of it. Ash knelt next to me on his side and ran his hand along my belly, gently scratching his nails over my shirt. A shiver ran up my spine and I reached up to pull him down by his hair and kiss him hard. Ash’s other hand stretched out over my head and he gently pulled at the hair on top of my head.
I reached down to pull at the hem of my shirt to try and pull it up, but I was suddenly being crushed under the weight of my own belly, and it was becoming hard to focus on Ash who was kissing down the side of my face to my neck.
“Ash, I am beyond uncomfortable right now, and need to sit up or turn over.”
Thankfully, Ash was listening and I felt his arms snake under me and we both pushed at the bed to help me sit up, and I yanked my shirt off once I was sitting. I moved Ash away gently to turn my back to him and pull him behind me. He started kissing down the sides of my neck and reached around to massage my breasts through my maternity bra. I winced slightly but ignored it. My nipples had become incredibly sensitive and my chest had increased slightly in size to get ready to lactate.
I reached between my breasts to undo the latch on the bra, and slip it from my shoulders. Now that they were free, my nipples stiffened to hardened peaks in the slightly chilled room. I turned my head and pulled on Ash’s hair, biting slightly at the side of his jaw.
“Ash, take off your pants,” I growled into his ear.
Before I knew it, I was on my hands and knees on the bed in my underwear, and Ash was behind me, holding my hips and sliding his erection between my legs.
“Ash, do it,” I snarled out, grabbing a pillow to prop myself up on my arms and keep my belly from hitting the bed.
I heard a sudden tearing, and my underwear was in shreds under me. His member parted me slightly, and then plunged forward, tearing a loud groan from my lips and one from him as he basically lay on top of me, his hands clinging to my hips.
Without pause, he started to slam into my, hitting my G-spot with every inward movement. I threw my head back and moaned loudly.
“Baby, oh fuck,” I groaned out. “Pull on my hair, please!”
A hand disappeared from my waist and my head was yanked back suddenly by my hair, sending a tingle through my body.
“You’re so fucking sexy, baby,” Ash groaned into my ear, “So sexy, and you’re mine. You’re all mine.”
I nodded to the best of my ability.
“Fuck yeah, baby, Eu sou todo teu, bebé. Não parar!”
Ash’s hand left my hair and reached under me to grab at my chest. “Fucking hell, babe, say more things in Portuguese!”
I forced him up so we were in a kneeling position, and reached behind me to grab at his ass.
“Se você diminuir até mesmo para um momento, vou virar, monte você e percurso você tão devagar que você vai ser a mendicidade-me para liberação.”
Ash’s hips moved even faster, and I held onto him for dear life as I neared my end.
“Ash, fuck, I’m so close.”
“Me too,” he groaned out, holding me around my chest and onto my hip.
Then, without warning, white-hot pleasure shot through me as I orgasmed so hard I could barely move, and the baby suddenly wriggled against my skin, and I felt hot gooeyness spread through me as Ash came within me.
I felt my body’s need to collapse, so I slowly relaxed against Ash, who carefully lowered us sideways on the bed. Soon, we were spooning on our sides, and I felt Ash slip out of my sensitive core.
“I love you, Ash,” I mumbled out into my own arm.
Ash’s arm left my chest and wrapped it around my stomach and stroking just below my belly button, which was starting to protrude.
“I love you too, baby.”
There was a long pause where we relaxed together and enjoyed the pleasant silence.
“Indy, can I ask you a question?”
I pulled my face up slightly to nod.
“… Will you marry me?”
Notes
"Se você diminuir até mesmo para um momento, vou virar, monte você e percurso você tão devagar que você vai ser a mendicidade-me para liberação."
means: If you slow down for even a moment, I will turn around, mount you, and ride you so slowly you'll be begging me for release.
And Eu sou todo teu, bebé. Não parar means I'm all yours baby, don't stop.
I am so sorry it took me so long to post, but I had the worst writers' block. Now I have this up, and I will try my damnest to post sooner than last time!
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I write it out on Microsoft word and then copy and paste. Usually if I type it out directly it lags and refuses to let me edit it. When I write it out and copy and past, it shows paragraph breaks. Maybe it reads differently on other computers or something, but I have always been able to distinguish the paragraphs with my computer.
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