Chapter 52

Michael's POV

Astonished? Excited? Elated? Pissed?

Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes.

Alondra's pregant.

What?

I breathe in quickly, trying to regain my stature after the world-rocking news.

"Did you just say child?" I ask the doctor, making sure I'm not hearing things.

He frowns and nods slowly. "Erm, yes. Ms. Cade is pregnant, sir."

"She really is," I whisper.

I turn back around to my family. They all have shocked looks upon their faces.

"So I'm... going to be a father." I say quietly.

It all makes sense now. When Alondra was telling me off, she said she didn't want me near 'us.' She meant her and the baby.

"Michael, this is huge news." Mother states.

"Heck yeah it is. I knew you hit it Mike!" Tito says with a smile. He's always one to make light of the situation.

I rub the back of my neck. "This is just crazy. I'm going to have a child of my own." I close my eyes, almost forgetting how to breathe. Suddenly, anger fills me. "She didn't tell me."

"A lot was going on for her, honey. I'm sure Alondra didn't mean to keep this from you."

"Well she did! She didn't tell me at all. I'm fucking pissed!" I nearly yell.

"Mike. Calm down," Rebbie says.

"The girl I'm hopelessly in love with is carrying my child, and she. didn't. tell. me."

"We all know that now, but there was probably a reason." Mother says.

I'm shaking with anger at this moment.

"I need to see her, now."

"No, what you need to do is take it easy." Says Rebbie.

"Don't tell me what to do," I snap.

Before I'm stopped, I make a beeline for Alondra's hospital room.

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Alondra's POV

What is going on? I've woken up again, the side of my head throbbing. I then remember what happened before I went out again. I feel exhausted, and still in pain.

I hear yelling from outside of the room. I glance around and realize I'm the only one in here. Not for long, though.

The very next moment, Michael barges in, flinging the white door open.

I roll my eyes. I really don't want to see him.

"How could you not tell me?" He shouts.

I glare at him. "And what are you going on about?"

"You didn't care to inform me about one of the biggest events my life. Alondra, why didn't you tell me that you're pregnant?"

Oh, wow. Definitely wasn't expecting that.

I look to the side and chew the inside of my mouth, not answering.

"How far along are you?" He asks.

"It's not really your business," I mumble.

"Don't give me that bullshit! It's all of my business! This baby is my responsibility too!" He screams.

"Would you stop yelling! I already have a headache and body pain, and you're not helping!" I shoot back.

"It's not my fault that I didn't know I had a child! God, I've never been so angry in my life!"

"Then why don't you leave?! Huh? Why don't you just walk out that door?" I question, extremely vexed.

"Because I love you!!" The amount of passion and pain that Michael says it with makes me fall silent.

"And it's pretty stupid if you question that for even a second. I love you Alondra. If things don't work out with you, I'm done. I'm done with love if it isn't you. I will never love anyone else after you, girl."

My mouth hangs slightly open and the door opens again. "What the hell is up with the screaming?" Marlon asks, Janet walking in behind him.

"I'm just letting out my emotions." Michael mutters, staring at me. Would he stop that?

I close my eyes and sigh. Janet comes over and holds my hand. "How are you feeling?"

"I think it's pretty evident that I'm not okay." I instinctively rub my stomach gently. "I just how this little bundle is."

Michael looks longingly at my belly, as if he wants to touch or kiss it. He says nothing though. Him doing that would be comforting.

"The screaming isn't good for your blood pressure, Ms. Cade. It isn't good at all," the doctor says as he also walks in.

I roll my eyes. "I'm not dead," I add, "anymore."

He makes a thin line with his lips. "That doesn't mean you won't undergo the surgery you need."

My eyes widen and fear overtakes me. "Surgery?" I squeak.

"Yes. You've been having complications with your heart, and we can see that from the heart monitor."

"I don't need surgery. I feel fine," I lie. Anything but surgery.

"But you just said that you have a headache and body pains," Michael says with a confused expression.

"Really?" I mouth to him, which tells him that he blew my cover.

"Is this true Ms. Cade?" Says the doctor.

"Yes," I grumble after a long pause.

"I thought as much. You need this surgery, or the blood circulation can affect the rest of your body in a negative way. There won't be enough nutrients in the blood for you, let alone the baby. Which means..." he trails off.

I frown. "Which means what?"

Michael gulps and looks down. "It means you could die."

"Death is something I've been through already, literally. So I'm not--"

"No, Ms. Cade. It means you would lose your life, and it would stay that way." The doctor interrupts solemnly.

"But... the baby..." I whisper.

"But, you." Michael says, he looks incredibly sad.

"I need to do this." I say aloud, to no one in particular.

Michael lifts his head up. "Guys, would we be alone?"

"Sure," Marlon and Janet say in unison. The doctor nods and leads them out of the door.

"I'm scared." I say when I'm officially alone with Michael.

"If I told you I'm not too, I'd be lying." He attests.

"What if something goes wrong? Michael, what if I do die? Or if I lose the baby?" I say.

I don't even realize that there are tears coursing down my cheeks until Michael makes the move to wipe them away.

"Listen to me. You are the strongest woman I've ever known. I know you will get through this. So let's get over the 'what ifs', okay? Don't think about those."

"But how can I not think about it? Thats all I feel. Its like its consuming my brain, I'm so afraid Michael."

His thumbs swipe across my cheek and he kisses my forehead.

"Don't be. I'm here no matter what. Look at all we've been through. I'm still here aren't I? So I'm not leaving any time soon."

I nod my head. "Okay."

"Now, tell me you'll be fine."

"I'll be fine."

"Believe it."

"Okay. I believe it."

"Good." He kisses my forehead again and the door opens, the doctor pops his head in.

"Are you ready now Ms. Cade?" He questions.

"Yes," I say quietly.

He gives me a small smile and Michael gives my hand a squeeze before letting go. Two nurses come to wheel my bed out of the hospital room and into the OR.

On the way there, I speak to my child quietly.

"I'm gonna be okay. You'll be okay too, my love, don't you worry. Your father said to believe it, so we have to."

We have to believe it.

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Chapter 52

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