Mother of My Kid

Peeking over her book Belle smiled at Johnny. "Its going to. You have a child in there." Shaking her head Belle thought back. John had gotten bigger but it wasn't as noticable than it would be soon

John sighed. "Yeah, yeah. And the kid is sitting right on my bladder so I'll be right back." He huffed and went tot he bathroom for the 15th time in the past hour.

Belle laughed softly as Johnny wondered away. They were going to a doctors appointment later to see if the baby was alright.

Later that day, John and Belle went to the doctor's appointment. He scrunched his nose up as the technician put some gel on his bulging stomach or the ultrasound. "It's cold!" He complained.

The technition just smiled and pointed to the screen. "Thats the baby. And that." she said as she moved the device around. "Is the heart beat."

Belle smiled and took hold of Johnnys hand. The heart beat. Her childs heart beat.

John smiled. "D'awww, its so cute! Looks like a squirrel though..." He giggled.

Turning her head to the side Belle laughed softly. "It defintaley does."

John nodded. "We should go out! To a club! I promise, I won't drink! I don't even have an appetite for alcohol since I got pregnant..." he said.

Belle bit her lip. True Johnny had lost his taste for alcohol and this was a huge occasion. Smiling she nodded. "No drinking though. No matter the cravings."

John smiled brightly. "Yay! Lets go!" He squealed. The technician wiped John of the gel before letting them go. They arrived back at the condo, John rushing to get ready and find something that hid his slight bulge in his stomach.

"Maturnaty clothes in the closet." Belle yelled not even looking to see where Johnny was going. She knew him too well. She headed to her room and started picking out clothes. Thanks to Johnny she had a style now

John wrinkled his nose. He needed something sexier. He finally found a sexy outfit that hid his stomach. He spent a while on his hair before he was ready.

Belle added some hairspray to her updo before looking in the mirror. She wore a red halter top with dark blue jeans and a pair of heels. Belle's hair was in a pony tail that she had curled with some curls hanging in her face. She smiled,satisfied with her look and went to go meet Johnny in the living room

John smiled. "You look great!" He squealed before pulling Belle out of the house. They arrived at the club, John dancing with guys but not drinking anything but water. He sipped his water, never noticing the man who had spike it with GHB earlier.

Belle had gotten seperated from Johnny and couldn't find him when she looked around. She smiled as she danced with a guy who she didnt know

John started to feel a little... high. His body fell heavy and he walked as if he was drunk. But he never drank alcohol... not once. He found Belle. "Hey Bellllzzz.." He slurred.

Belle knew that slurred voice. "Your drunk." She said bluntly.

"No, 'm not! I swear, I'm drugged..." John tried to control the slur in his voice but he couldn't. He wasn't drunk, he drugged. But Belle wouldn't believe him.

Belle rolled her eyes. "sure. Now come on. Lets get you away from the alcohol." She smiled sadly to the guy she was dancing with and led Johnny out of the club

John got pulled away into the crowd away from Belle. John was so rugged out of his mind, he forgot where Belle was.

Belle sighed as she looked around. Somehow she had lost Johnny. That had been about 20 minuets ago. Belle had looked all over. Finally she gave up figuring he had saw some guy he wanted to bang later so she left

John had been dragged to the back alley and pushed on the ground. He cried out. "P-Pease, don't hurt my baby..." he whimpered, holding his baby bump. His attacker snickered. "Then don't fight me..." He hissed and ripped off John's pants. John's night was filled with cried and screams for for Belle. But she had left him.

Belle was already home and taking down her hair. She couldnt help but think something was wrong. Her gut told her something had happened. Belle never doubted her gut. She tried to call Johns phone

John's attacker left him on the ground, pants to his knees when he finished raping him. His stomach was left alone thankfully. John wiped his eyes and answered his phone, seeing it was Belle. "B-Belle..." he cried.

Her stomach dropped. "Where are you?" She asked frantically gathering her keys and purse.