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~~After concert~~
~~On plane~~

"Baby, I can't wait until we get home, I'm going to show you this room I had installed for you and I." Michael spoke as he woke me out of a peaceful much needed sleep. I yawned, covering my mouth then looked at him.

"Hmm? What'd you just say. I'm sorry...I wasn't listening."

"Girl, I said I can't wait until we get home because I'm going to show you this room I had installed for you and I...betcha can't guess what it is."

"A baby room? For baby Serenity?"

"No, well yes, I had two rooms painted and furniture. Serenity was one of the rooms I was going to show you, but there's another room that only you and I will be allowed in. We have to keep it locked at all times."

"Oh, okay. So what colors did you paint Serenity's room?"

"Pink, purple, black, and blue."

"That sounds like it looks pretty."

"It does, and it is."

"What about the other room?"

"Velvet."

"You painted that room velvet, Michael? Really..."

"Yes, and you'll understand why once we get in there."

"Ok. So Michael, I want a baby shower, I mean I had one, but I want another one. I want you to be there. You wasn't there for my first one."

"Babe you already had one, it wouldn't be any point in having another one because, uhh did you forget that you're nine months and can have that child any minute now?"

"I know, Michael. I just wish you were there...you know, when I got this tattoo I regretted it."

"Why?"

"Because it'll remind me of the pain we went through. I don't want to look at my wrist and memories come back and I stress. I don't want that."

"Then don't think of it that way. It says:" he began to read my wrist.
"Forever yours, always mines, never wanted to say goodbye"

"Think of that as our good times. In my mind, that tattoo means that we will always be together no matter what and we never will say goodbye ever again, it will always be an 'see you later' and never an 'goodbye' you get it babe?" He explained as he held my hands, brought them up to his lips and kissed them while looking me dead in my eyes.

"I get it. That makes sense. I love you."

"I love you, always."

I smiled and kissed his lips.

"We need to talk about something though Sofia. And it's very important." I stopped smiling and looked up at him from his lips. He was serious, he called me Sofia. I frowned at him and he just looked at me. He got angry all of a sudden for no reason, and I'm beyond confused.

"About what? What did I do?"

"You made a promise to somebody that I don't like, and I don't like the promise you made."

"What promise are you talking about? I didn't make any one a pro-- are you talking about the promise I made with Zack?" I realized what he was talking about and I got upset. He really had to bring this up?, and right when we were getting back together so calm, peaceful, and smoothly.

"Yes, what exactly did you promise him."

"I promised him that after I have Serenity, a few months later I'll have his first born. Why?"

"Why would you want to have his baby, again? I mean I don't think you should do it."

"Michael, I promised him that I'd have his first born. I just can't say no to him--"

"You've been saying no to him about taking your virginity--"

"And look who I gave it to. I should be ashamed of the person. You wasn't even all that good anyways. When we first broke up and I went to Zack's house that night, he rocked my world and had me addicted. He was amazing--" Michael slapped the cow shit out of me, cutting me off. I held my cheek and looked at him.

Umm, did he really just slap me?

He fucking did slap me!! WHAT THE FUCK?!!

Not crying I spoke lowly and looked at him. His eyes were red and his face turned red. I made him mad as hell. "Michael..." I deserved that slap. If I were a guy and my woman told me that I was bad in bed and her ex was better, I probably would of slapped her too.

"You're fucking disrespectful." With that he got up and went to the bed in the back. I unbuckled my seatbelt, still holding my cheek and followed after him. I'm definitely going to have a bruise in the morning.

I went into the back, closed, and locked the door. It was dark, so I turned on the light switch.

"Michael, I didn't--"

"How could you say something to me like that? You need to learn when to bite your tongue--"

"Michael, you know I don't bite my tongue for anybody. I tell it like it is--"

"Oh, really?"

"Yes"

"Well, let me tell it like it is. Since the first day I saw you, I loved you. I was in love with you. I never understood why at the time, but now I do. It's because you were my match, my soulmate. I knew from the day that we got together that you would be my girl forever. I knew we would shine no matter what. I trusted you. With every cell in my body, I gave you my all. I fight for you, I cherish you, I appreciate you, most of all, I'm madly and deeply in love with you. I can't do anything without you by my side. I can function right. You just disrespected me in a way that I never would have done. It hurt me, yes but I'll get over it." He sighed, got up, and walked to a cabinet and grabbed a liquor bottle. He opened and drank some of it.

"Michael, what are you doing." I asked. He looked at me and drunk more of the liquor.

"Michael, why are you drinking that?"

He continued to ignore me. He also continued to drink the liquor. Memories of last night flashed my brain:

"Just one sip, drink it, it'll take all of the stress away. C'mon drink it, it's only sprite and liquor." Cody said as he placed a drink up to my lips. It smelled more like liquor then sprite.

"Cody, I can't drink that, I'm pregnant."

"Girl you are going to drink this shit, I'm not playing with you. If you don't drink it I'm going to beat the fuck out of you." He threatened.

Another scene from last night flashed:

I was being dragged around by my hair. He threw me on the bed and slapped me a few times. I screamed, kicked and hollered for help but no one came.

"Shut the fuck up Sofia. You like this shit. Let me have you girl, right now!!" He smacked me and I hollered.

"NO!! STOP!! MICHAEL!! MICHAEL HELP ME PLEASE!!!" I screamed his name over and over again as no one came. I kicked and hollered as hard and loud as I could and no one came. It was like no one could hear my screams. I was praying and hoping that Michael would have walked through that door.

He spread my legs roughly, pulled down his boxer briefs, and slammed his penis into me. I screamed out in pain. I screamed for Michael, but no one came. He didn't care that I was in pain, he just wanted to satisfy his needs, and he did it by torturing me.

I covered my mouth and sat down on the bed. Michael looked at me and frowned. He walked towards me and sat down next to me on the bed.

"What's wrong with you?" He took another sip of the liquor. I snatched it out of his hands, and threw it to the ground and it shattered.

"What the hell, Sofia?!"

"Don't drink that. Please."

"What's wrong with you? Open your mouth, you're not telling me, instead you are keeping it all locked inside of you. What's wrong?" He was somewhat sober, but drunk too.

"I remember."

"Remember what?"

"What happened to me last night. Michael I remembered. I don't want to remember anymore. Michaell" I started
to cry and I put my head in his chest. He held me and comforted me.

"Tell me, tell me what happened." He pleaded. "Baby open up, I'm here for you. Let it out. All of it."

"He forced me---"

"He forced you to what? Who forced you?"

"Cody did. He forced me to drink the liquor, he said that if I didn't that he would beat the fuck out of me," Michael stopped rocking us back and forth, side to side, and tilted my head up to look him directly in his eyes.

"What else did he do?"

"Michael, I can't say--"

"TELL ME RIGHT NIW SOFIA!! What else did he do to you?" He pressed. I didn't want to relive that moment and I'm upset that memories flashed backed into me and made me remember.

"He-he dragged me by my hair all over the place until he reached the bedroom--"

"What did he do to you in that room?"

"He threw me on the bed. He roughly spread my legs apart and slammed himself into me. I screamed and kicked and hollered as loud and as hard a-as I c-could, I called for you Michael, but you didn't come. It hurt so bad Michael. You didn't come to save me like you did the last time. I was hoping and praying to god that you would walk through that door, but you didn't." I cried and cried and soon fell asleep.

~~1 hour and 30minutes later~~
~~at home after plane landed~~

I woke up in a bed. Michael was gone. I got out of the bed and felt pains in my stomach.

"Ooh," I breath in and out. "Serenity, now is not the time for you to come into this world. Baby girl please don't come yet. You have to wait until I find daddy. Please." I spoke to my stomach as I got up and walked out of our bedroom at Never Land.

"Michael?"

"I'm in the kitchen. Don't come down here."

"Why? Michael I'm coming down." Just as I was about to walk, I felt a liquid go down my leg. "Michael!?" I panicked.

"Serenity, I told you not to come yet. Ooh" I said as felt an contraction. Damn these things hurts. I'm am not having another baby anytime soon. This shit hurts.

"Michaelllllll" I clutched my stomach.

"What! I'm busy"

"Michael, get your ass up here now. Unless you want another home birth and you want me to ruin your damn furniture like Lisa did when she was having Emily, I'd advise you to come take me to a damn hospital!!" He ran, literally ran like he was being chased by a killer, and up the stairs.

"Are you okay. You're having the baby?"

"Yess, oooh shit. Michael," I spoke out or breath. I breathe in slowly and said " take me to the hospital now. Please."

"Wait, you're having the baby?"

"MICHAEL, IF YOU DON'T HELP ME RIGHT NOW, I SWEAR TO GOD I'M GOING TO CUT YOUR BALLS OFF, FRY THEM IN A SKILLET, AND MAKE YOU EAT THEM. I SWEAR WE AREN'T HAVING ANY MORE KIDS AFTER THIS ONE. IT HURTS SO FUCKING BADD!"

"I'm sorry. C'mon let's go."

"Shit, Michael I hate you, ah fuck!!" The contractions got worst and I grabbed a hold of his hand as he helped me into the car.

"Drive man, she's having the baby, hurry up!" Michael screamed to the driver.

"Ouch!!" Michael screamed. I hit him hard in his stomach. I then grabbed his dick and balls and squeezed them as tight as I could. He started to cry tears and tried to pry my hands away from his precious jewels.

"Sofiaa, stop. Sofia let my dick go!! Shit it hurts. Let it go!!"

"Noo!! You're going to feel my pain until I get to the damn hospital!"

"BILL DRIVE THIS MOTHERFUCKER FAST. SHE SQUEEZING MY DICK AND BALLS MAN. THIS SHIT HURTS. HURRY THE FUCK UP!!"

"I know it hurts Michael, maybe next time you'll know not to impregnate me. It hurts so bad Michael. Kiss me, maybe the pain will go away."

"I can't fucking kiss you. Let my dick go please baby. I'll do anything just let Mikey go. You're about to kill him."

I let him go and Michael held onto him for a minute. My hand was pink from how tight I was holding him. He unbuckled his pants and pulled out his penis. It was purple and swollen.

"Sofia" he cried as he looked at his dick. It was purple. Really purple. I was squeezing on it pretty hard. I feel bad now.

"Kiss me Michael" I said. He looked at me and angry was written all over his face. I should apologize for what I did, but I needed him to feel the pain I was and still am feeling. I scrunched up my face because the contraction got worst by the minute.

I got down on my knees in front of him and looked up at him. I took ahold of his manhood and licked him. "Stop. Don't do that Sofia." I ignored him and the terrible aching pain and started to suck him.

"Fee--b-baby, s-sstop" he moaned. I can't lie, the pain was not as strong as it was before. It calmed down a little.

"Michael, if I have contact with you in anyway or form the pain calms down, I'm just trying to calm you and myself down so I have to do this because you won't kiss me."

"I'll kiss you, just stop sucking me the way you are. You'll make me want to have you."

"Kiss me." I got up and the pain came back, ten times worst then the first contractions. "Ooooh, shit Michael. It's coming back. Kiss me--" he kissed me and we were at the hospital.

"Go and get a doctor Bill. Tell them that I'm here and my girlfriend is in labor with our first born. Also tell them that I'm going to need a doctor because she squeezed the holy life out of my precious manhood." Bill laughed and said

"Yes sir." He left and not even five minutes had passed when he came back.

I started to scream because I could feel her coming down.

"I'm going to need you to roll her in here and go to the room on your left. Through the double doors. That'll take her straight to the delivery room."

Michael nodded and we got out of the car. I got into the wheelchair and did my breathing exercises.

He finally rolled me into the hospital and into the delivery room. They had me take off all of my clothes and put on this gown thingie that had the back opening to it. Michael would love this. Easy access. If you know what I mean *wink* *wink*😉😉

"You ready for our baby, baby?" Michael whispered in my ear as the doctor said "your fully dialect, I'm going to need you to push. When I say 3, I want you to push. I'm going to count to 10 and as I'm counting, I want you to push. When I say 10 I want you to breath."

"Michael, I'm ready for baby Serenity. I'm also scared. What if--"

"Ah ah ah, don't start with the what ifs. Let's bring our baby into this world, and when she's hear, I'm going to your job and I'm going to beat the hell out of Cody"

"Michael--"

"3, push!!"

Oh, I pushed. I pushed alright. I pushed like my life depended on it, which it did.

I know as soon as I have this baby, Michael will be happy. He's going to be damn happy. But Cody? Yeah, I don't know about that. Michael's going to get a hold of him and when he does, boy do I feel sorry for him.