Nyrissa rolled over slowly, mentally checking every inch of her body and noting the pain that accompanied it. She had never been pregnant before and didn’t know what to be on the lookout for. But she wasn’t taking anything for granted.
A hand frantically grabbed her arm, pulling a terrified squeak out of her until she heard her sister’s voice.
“Rissa! Rissa! Get up! Are you alright?! Is the baby okay?!” Natalie rambled as she tried to pull Nyrissa away from Frank.
“I…. I think so,” Nyrissa whimpered, unable to control her fear any longer.
“F*ck!” Frank cursed, slamming his fist into the door.
The flimsy wood shattered under Frank’s blow, though it looked like it had been hanging on by a stick before his hand had connected with it. Natalie’s body jerked as if she felt the blow on her body instead of the door. Nyrissa jerked her attention away from the internal check and focused on her sister.