X • Ghost's POV • X

4 Years Ago

"Stop it!" Kylie squealed as I pinched her. She giggled, swatting at me. "Dev, haha, stop!"

"Make me!" I laughed in return.

She was so ticklish! I loved it. I kept tickling her and pinching her sides as I hovered over the top of her. Kylie had the cutest giggle. If I had a heart, it would be fluttering right now. I still felt the butterflies in my stomach, looking at her beautiful smile. She hated when I did this, so she tried to kiss me to get me to stop. I smiled blissfully against her lips, feeling her do the same.

Just as we parted, I heard a knock against our open door. The smile still stained my face as I looked over, but it fell when I saw Angelo less than happy. "I'm sorry to interrupt..."

"No, it's okay. We were just messing around." I said as I sat up straight on my bed. "Everything okay, Ang?"

"I, um," His sights fell to the floor. "I don't know. Can I just, borrow you when you're free?"

"Yeah, yeah. I am, right now." I replied, getting up.

Kylie understood, because she could see the same thing I did; Something was majorly wrong with Angelo. For him to ask of anyone else's help was unheard of. He's always sheepish, but not this much. That glow he always carries, it was so dim. It's not like Angelo to not smile, ever. The tone in his voice said it all! Something was bothering him, even scaring him.

His misery was strong. I could feel it as I approached him. He was just radiating distress. He and I walked towards the reading room. TJ was in there, no doubt snooping around. Anytime that Angelo is down, TJ hovers like a vulture over a carcass. He looks for any excuse to push Angelo's buttons.

"TJ, will you give us a moment?" I asked.

He just kind of stared at me, and I groaned. I didn't have any power over him, and Angelo never uses his position in the house to his advantage. He was married to the head of the house, he had a lot of power. That just wasn't his thing though. He wasn't into pushing people around like Chris is, so that's when I was surprised that he did...

"Please, TJ." Angelo muttered.

"Why should I leave?" He sneered.

"Because I told you to!" Angelo unexpectedly snapped. It was kind of a fussy, needy snap.

"Wow, excuse me." TJ gawked as he stood up. "Guess the hormones are getting to someone."

He walked out of the room, pulling the door shut behind him. TJ's always gotta stick in an insult where Angelo is concerned! He's such a little prick, I want to beat his ass. That's not my place though. At least, it was just Angelo and I now. He sat down on the couch, and I sat next to him. He kept bouncing his leg nervously and biting at his lip like he always does.

"So what's wrong?" I asked, setting my hand on his knee to calm him down. It didn't really work.

"I, um, it's... It's the baby. I know something is wrong. I can just feel it, and if something is wrong, Chris will know the second he gets home! He'll sense it, I know, and he'll freak out. He'll blame me. It's all my fault anyways, if something is wrong."

"Ang, you're overreacting." I interrupted. "Just take a deep breath and let me look."

He did breathe. It didn't seem to help, and I don't think anything really is going to help. I could feel that Angelo was still nervous, but there was obviously nothing I could do, short of medicating him. Which, i can't even do that! He's been so overly paranoid about something going wrong with his pregnancy that he won't let me give him any meds, no matter what. That's why I'm not too worried, because he has been overreacting about everything.

I lifted his shirt, pressing my hand against his stomach area as he laid back a bit. His hand was over his eyes, as if he was just waiting for bad news. I could put him to sleep if I wanted to, since this stress isn't the best for the baby, but that would put the baby to sleep too and make it harder for me to find her. I was looking for a life force, and became concerned when I didn't sense it almost immediately. Even more worry washed over me when I couldn't find anything.

No, no, no. Shit! Angelo isn't going to live this one down. How can I confirm his worst fear? He's going to blame himself for this one for the rest of his existence!

"Dev, you're being too quiet." He muttered. Angelo sat up, staring me down. "Devin? ... She's gone, isn't she?"

He already knew. I'm sure he denied it, but it was maternal instincts. Angelo is very in tuned with his body, so I'm sure he was just hoping he was wrong. He wasn't.

"I'm sorry, Angelo." I whispered.

Tears fell before the words even fully left my mouth. I pulled him into my arms, allowing him to just sob. It hurt me, knowing the baby was gone. I can't imagine how terrible this is for him! Why do all the terrible things happen to the best people? He is too pure for any of this misfortune.

I'm not too sure how Chris is going to take it either. Depending on how his hunt with the guys went, he's either going to start off in a good mood or a pissy one. I heard Ryan's voice, just outside the door. They must've just gotten home.

Ryan opened the door, and he immediately looked shocked when he saw the scene before him. He stood at the entrance, a hand still on the door, as I stared right at him with glassy eyes. It took him a moment to register what was happening. Then Ryan turned back towards the hallway.

"Chris! He's in here." Ryan said.

Angelo took a deep breath as he tried to suppress his tears. He glanced up at me and sniffled. There was so much pain in his eyes, and I wish I could fix it for him. He really didn't deserve this.

The second Chris walked into the room, the concern was written all over his face and he rushed to Angelo's side. Chris took him from my arms, and even went as far as to pull him into his lap. "My angel." Chris whispered. Then he looked at me, burning his sights into me. "What happened?" He barked.

I swallowed away my fear, as much as I could. "He miscarried."

"Out, now." Chris snapped.

I didn't even say a word. I just got up and left, closing the door behind me. Chris' bad side was not where I wanted to be. Even if he was considering adding me to the hierarchy because of my family, at this point, I was still a civilian.

"Is Angelo okay?" A voice piped from behind me.

I jumped a little. Then, turned around to realize it was Balz. Ryan was stood right next to him, and of course TJ couldn't stay away.

"Answer the question, Devin. It's not an option to say no." TJ added. He was so fucking cocky, it was sickening.

"I'm not sure if Chris wants me t-to say anything." I replied, backing up from them a bit.

TJ folded his arms. "Chris isn't here. Meaning, we're the highest power you have to worry about."

Balz sighed. "It's okay. If you get in trouble for telling us, I'll take blame. Just tell us."

"Um.. He... He miscarried the baby. She's gone." I muttered.

It took a moment to sink in. Balz put his hand on Ryan's shoulder, and they exchanged looks of concern. I also knew it wasn't good, but I didn't know the extent of issues this was going to cause. They, obviously, we worried about the aftermath.

"Serves him right." TJ snit as he turned back around. Still wanted to punch him.

"TJ, do us all a favor and shut the fuck up." Ryan spat.

"Don't start." He groaned.

"I won't start anything, I'm ending it. I'm ending your fucking attitude. Just for that, you're going to go spend some time in the dungeons."

"You can't be serious!"

"Very." He turned towards one of the guards. "Max, go put his ass in a cell with the worst you've got down there. Forty-eight hours of having his ass abuses should teach him." Ryan laughed.

Max grabbed TJ by the arm, dragging him away. As much as I wanted to, I didn't say anything. TJ well get what's coming to him, eventually. For now, Kylie and I need to head back to our own home. It's not my place to stay here while they're in mourning. I hope Angelo can recover from this one...