Cover by Kiletta . Thank you!!

-Mia-

I laid in my cold bed and sighed as my hands slid down to my stomach. "What if there's a baby in here already?" I asked quietly as I stared at the wall sadly.

I was laying in bed under the duvet while Valentina laid on the other side, flicking through a magazine.

I was tired and wasn't talking to Vincenzo. Time had flown by and I was getting more and more worried by each second. I wasn't ready or prepared to be pregnant. This was my first biological child and this wasn't how I expected it to go.

Like I mentioned, I wasn't talking to Vincenzo no matter how many times he tried to talk to me. I wasn't in the mood to talk with him.

We weren't sleeping in the same bed. I slept in our usual one and made him sleep on the couch downstairs with only a thin blanket although there were at least five guest bedrooms. I was going to make him suffer.

I paid Alexander to draw on his face with permanent marker while he slept.

I also put alarms on in the living room for him to wake up in the middle of the night or early morning just to irritate him.

That was only the beginning, I was going to do a hell of a lot more to irritate him.

She shook her head, "it isn't called 'a baby' until it's born." I sat up, raising an eyebrow, "then what's it called?"

"I think an embryo or something," Valentina said, a little confused herself. I sighed, placing my hand on my forehead. "My boobs ache and I feel nauseous."

She looked at me and laughed a little, "oh God, Mia, you're pregnant." I groaned as she laughed, "those are some of the symptoms." I sighed, shaking my head in slight frustration. "This is just great."

My neck felt stuffy and before I knew it, I was running to the bathroom, lifting the seat and vomiting into the toilet, my body shaking.

I breathed heavily, holding my hair back with one of my hands as I spat into the toilet, tears in my eyes. "Val? Val!"

"I'm here, I'm here," she said in a soft tone, a hand on my back as I stared at the horrible liquid on the toilet. I whimpered, tears leaving my eyes. I shook my head, moving to the sink and rinsing out my mouth, grabbing my toothbrush and brushing my teeth quickly as Valentina cleaned the toilet.

Once I finished, I leaned against the marble counter and looked down at the floor with my arms folded. "I'm pregnant, aren't I?"

I heard her sigh and come over. She leaned against the counter beside me, folding her arms also. "Maybe it's the food from last night."

I shook my head, "don't blame that good chicken you made. You and I know damn well that it wasn't the chicken's fault," I sighed, shaking my head. "That's the second time this week."

"You're right," Valentina said, glancing at me. "That chicken was so good and there's no way something that tasted that good could make you vomit."

I looked at her before bursting out laughing, as did she. "You cooking it tonight?" She shook her head with a grin, "lamb . . hmm. . I'm not sure actually."

I smiled, "whatever it is, I'm sure it'll taste good." She thanked me quietly before looking at me through her long eyelashes. I bit my lip, a little scared. "I should of made it more clear about what I wanted."

Val sighed softly. "Yeah, but I wouldn't want to be surprised like that anyway." I shrugged a little.

"I think I need to take a test."

"I think you need to too."

I sighed, my hands shaking as I sat on top of the toilet seat, nervous. I sighed, wanting to rub my tender breasts. They were sore and I was sure my nipples had swollen a little.

"How long does it take?" I asked Maria. She picked up the box and read it, "hmm. .around five to ten minutes." I nodded, biting my lip.

"Mia, what are you going to do if it's positive?" Valentina asked, her eyes filled with concern as I shrugged, rubbing my hands together. "I won't resent the baby but I'll resent its father." Valentina had a small smile on her face as she shook her head.

"It's not the baby's fault," I said, feeling cold. "If there's a baby - embryo anyway." She nodded, folding her arms. I bit my lip, "I don't think I'm ready. ."

Maria walked over, "you are, Mia. You just don't know it yet. Most mothers feels this way with their new child." I nodded.

"Ready for the results?" Valentina asked. At least five minutes had passed. I nodded, rubbing my thighs before standing and slowly walking over to the sink. I squeezed my eyes closed, picking up the three pregnancy tests in my had, not knowing that the result was. I bit my lip, sighing before coming my eyes and looking down at the test.

+ + +

The tests slipped out my hands and into the counter. I sniffed, wiping my eyes and turning around. "I'm pregnant."

They looked as though they weren't sure what to say or do. Then they both came over and pulled me into a warm and comforting hug. I held onto them tightly, holding back my tears by blinking them away.

"I'm not sure about how I'm supposed to feel," I mumbled as they continued to hug me. "Don't feel then," Valentina murmured back and I squeezed my eyes closed, enjoying their kind embrace.

I pulled away, wiping my eyes and looking at them. "I think I'm going to sleep," I said, my head hurting. "Okay," Maria quickly said. She gave me a quick hug before leaving with Valentina.

I sighed, going into the bedroom and laying down under the covers, closing my eyes to sleep.

Dream:

I awoke hearing the sound of my baby cry. I yawned, slowly taking April's arms off me as she slept and sliding out of bed, going over to my baby's crib.

"Shh. ." I whispered, carefully wrapping my arms around my baby's small body and lifting the baby up, holding her to my chest and bouncing her gently.

She had already been fed and her nappy was soggy so I quickly changed it before bouncing her again as she cried louder.

I sighed. I was exhausted and had been trying to get her to settle for hours as well as trying to supervise April who wanted to be naughty.

I yawned again, kissing her cheek and cuddling her which only made her more upset. I squeezed my eyes closed before going out of the room and into the office to see Vincenzo sat on his chair by his desk on his computer.

"Babe, would you mind taking her?" I asked, extremely tired. He didn't look up and I sighed, adjusting the crying newborn in my arms. "Babe!" I snapped and he looked up, glancing between me and the baby.

"Can you get her out of here? She's making too much noise."

I scoffed, "she's your daughter and I'm asking you for some of your time to take care of her. I'm tired."

"Yeah, well so am I," he snapped, irritated already. I frowned, "Come on. Please? I'm really tired. You haven't taken care of her in ages-"

"Yes, because I've been busy with work as you can clearly see!"

I sighed, not liking his hard tone. "Please?" I asked, my eyes hopeful as he rolled his.

I walked over and passed her to him only for her to cry louder in his arms that weren't holding her properly. "Not like that!" I said, trying to fix her in his arms but he groaned, giving her back to me. "I have too much work. Just go and take care of her, it shouldn't be too hard."

"Bu-"

"Don't argue with me," he said in a low tone and I bowed my head a little. "I'm sorry to bother you."

For the next three hours, I took care of the children and cooked and cleaned the house while he stayed in his office.

Finally, they both went to sleep and I yawned, going into my bed and not bothering to go and check on him, he was properly busy as usual and I didn't want to disturb him.

As I started to drift away, I heard him open the door and come in. He shuffled around, and I assumed he was getting changed before coming into the bed and pulling me so I was laying on my back.

My eyes flew open and locked with his bloodshot ones. He then started buttoning my shirt but I stopped him. "I'm tired," I said quietly, "maybe tomorrow."

His eyes narrowed, "I've been working my ass off all day for you and this is how you repay me?"

I shrank back a little in fear. "I'm sorry. .I'm exhausted."

He ignored me and ripped open my shirt and I gasped, about to push him away when he pinned my hands above my head, undressing me.

I heard the baby beginning to cry and tears came into my eyes.

"No, let go of me! No!"

End of dream.

I gasped, jolting awake and immediately sitting up, my hand over my chest in shock.

I was breathing heavily and feeling shook from that dream. I wiped my sweaty forehead and covered my eyes, sighing at myself.

The dream freaked me out. What if life was really like that? What if Vincenzo did that to me?

I shook the horrible thoughts away. Vincenzo would never do that the me. I leaned over and turned on my lamp so there was light in the room.

I placed my hands on my flat stomach, sighing gently. "I think I'm going to love you," I whispered even though at this point during the pregnancy, the baby didn't even have ears to hear me.

I bit my lip.

There's a baby growing in me.

A whole 'nother human being.

Omfg.

I have to give birth.

Fudge.

I rolled out of bed, sighing and taking off my outfit and changing into some loose trousers and a plain shirt. I felt sick and my mouth tasted bitter so I brushed my teeth again. I tied my hair into a messy bun before going downstairs and straight into the living room in my sliders.

I sat on the couch and the house was unusually quiet. I switched on the television and curled into a ball, grabbing the blanket on the side and covering my lower body. I was warm but still wanted the blanket.

"Mia."

"Leave me alone," I said quietly, exhausted by him.

He sighed, ignoring my comment and moving so he was sitting on the sofa. My eyes were fixed on the screen as he looked at me.

"I'm sorry for what happened. I thought it was a good idea when really I should of asked you first. I was stupid and didn't think through it and I'm sorry. I want to make this right."

"'I'm sorry'," I said, "it's always the same thing. I did asked you to use protection. Urgh, it doesn't matter now but what is your problem?" I asked, now staring at him.

He looked as clueless as I was. "I don't know and I'm sorry for not doing as you asked," he honestly said as he looked at me. "But I'll figure it out and sort it. For you."

"No, not for me," I said, softly. "For yourself. You need to figure it for yourself."

He nodded, looking down and I bit my lip. "I-I. ." I sighed at myself as he looked at me intently, wanting to know what I was going to say. I sat up, licking my lips and exhaling.

"I'm pregnant."

He looked as though he was trying to not to smile but failing miserably. "That's great. .I mean-"

I stopped him by leaning over and kissing his lips gently before pulling away and smiling a little. I shuffled closer, taking his hand and placing it on my stomach. "We're having a baby," I whispered as I looked at him deeply into his eyes. "Forget about all the drama we have in our lives. We're having a baby!"

I was happy in that moment. No matter the circumstance, I was still having a baby, something I had always wanted and it was with the man I loved.

"A baby," Vincenzo murmured back as our foreheads touched each other. I placed my hand on his cheek, closing my eyes and using my other hand to place on top of his on my stomach.

"Our baby. ." I whispered and it sounded more real. "Our baby," he repeated softly, his minty breath fanning against my face.

We curled up against the couch, our arms wrapped around each other as we watched some television. "Does this mean I can come back to bed?" Vincenzo asked, cautiousness in his voice. "Hmm. ." I said, smiling a little. "I'll have to think about that. I've enjoyed that big bed to myself."

"Oh, really?" Vincenzo said, a smirk on his voice as I smiled widely. "Mhmm. ."

"Please?"

"Okay, but no snoring."

"I'll try."

I chuckled, sighing. "What's wrong?" He asked in concern.

"My boobs feel sore."

His slowly slid up my shirt, unclipping my bra and helping me get it off. I lay on his chest, my back on him and he touched my breasts, sending shivers down my spine as he massaged them gently, his hands slowly rubbing them.

I leaned my head badly, closing my eyes and enjoying the feeling. "You're going to have to stop," I said, biting my lip. "Why?" He asked, still massaging me. "You're making me horny."

"Is that bad?" He asked, in slight surprise. "No," I said, "but I'm not going to have sex while I'm pregnant."

"Alright," he said, moving his hands away. "Just tell me if you need a good old massage." I smiled a little, "will do."

April ran in, jumping on me and I chuckled, lifting her and kissing her cheek. "Hello," I said as I smiled, ruffling her hair. "Aren't you supposed to be asleep?" Vincenzo asked but she shook her head, "I not tired."

"Okay then," I said, grabbing the remote to change the channel. I knew perfectly well that April was tired but didn't want to go to sleep. "We'll watch one movie and then I'll put you to bed, okay?" She nodded, lying on my chest as I put on a Disney movie.

"April, do you want any brothers or sisters?" Vincenzo asked and my eyes widened. I knew what he was going to do and I had to stop him. She nodded, sucking her bottom lip as she continued to watch The Lion King.

I lifted my hand, unable to see Vincenzo but managed to pinch his cheek as a warning. "Tell me about your day, April," I said, changing the subject.

She talked for a while about school and her cousins as soon, she fell asleep and I covered her with the blanket and sighed.

"I don't want April - or anyone to know that I'm pregnant yet."

"You're pregnant?"

I groaned, wanting to face palm myself as Dante walked into the room, with a box of KFC in his arms and half a chicken in his mouth. "Great," I said under my breath. My plan failed.

"You? Pregnant? No way!"

"Yes, way," I said, sitting up a little and adjusting April on me. He glanced between us, swallowing his chicken. "My lips are sealed." Vincenzo snorted as I shook my head.

"You couldn't keep a secret, if your life depended on it," I said, a little annoyed. I didn't want anyone to know yet. It was early stages and anything could happen. I didn't want to jinx anything. I hadn't even been seen by a doctor yet. I wanted to be a few months in and at the point where the baby could survive or when I started showing.

"Yes I could!" Dante protested, immaturely as I rolled my eyes.

"Everyone might as well know now."

"Know what?" Liliana said as she came into the room. I groaned, covering my eyes as Vincenzo chuckled, wrapping his arms around me and kissing my cheek.

"What's up?" Valentina asked as she came in with a bowl of popcorn, Maria behind her.

This just gets better and better, I told myself.

"She's pregnant," Dante bursted out as I continued to cover my face.

"Pregnant?" I heard Leonardo repeat as he came into the room.

"Yup, a bun in the oven," Dante confirmed and I heard him groan as someone elbowed him.
"Ooh, a baby!" Someone said and I squeezed my eyes closed, sighing before uncovering my face to see the almost whole family in front of me. I really didn't know what to do, I was still in a little shock.

I opened my mouth to speak, to confirm that I was pregnant but Vincenzo stopped me.

"Guys, I think I'm going to take Mia to bed. We'll talk about this tomorrow." Vincenzo's said, moving from behind me and picking up April and holding out his hand for me to take.

I looked at the ground as he led me out the leaving and I murmured a 'sorry' on my way out, feeling a little guilty.

He tucked April into bed before taking me into our room. I sighed, going on the bed.

"I'm sorry," Vincenzo said as he came under the duvet with me and wrapped his arms around me. I shook my head, locking eyes with him. "It's alright. It was going to come out anyway."

"Yeah, but-"

"Shh. ." I said quietly, glancing down at his lips intently. "Just kiss me." He obeyed, pressing his warm lips against mine and pulling our bodies close, warming us up.

I placed my hand on his cheek as we kissed softly, our mouths moving in sync before he pulled away gaze into my eyes.

"Tomorrow's a new day," I murmured.

"It sure is."

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