Take the bus

You wait for all the people to get out. An elderly man insists you go in first. You're glad at the way he treats you and surprised at the same time. You thank him with the bratty voice you now have and that still annoys the hell out of you.

You choose to sit next to the window, isolating yourself from the rest of the passangers.

"Ouch." It's that similar pain from earlier, 'your baby' kicks. You bring your hands over your belly as if to calm it down. Only now you notice just how exhausted you actually are. You feel your chest go up and down as you heave for air, your breasts uncomfortably pressed together by your bra. This is going to be a long trip.

Your eyelids feel heavy. A tired yawn. Maybe getting some sleep isn't that bad of an idea. You close your eyes and easily drifts off into a dreamless sleep