Jorge Blanco is a father of two sons Ethan who is six and Joshua who is four, but he finds it hard to be there for his sons while working full time at his business firm called Blanco's Companies since he always comes home late and hasn't had time fo...
Yesterday while Jorge was at work, I went to see my GP as I was starting to have strange pains in my stomach as I knew I was pregnant, but from being with Clemont as he was really abusive to me I feared that I might've lost mine and Jorge's baby and I was feeling right because my GP did a scan and the baby isn't in here anymore I had a miscarriage, but Jorge doesn't know yet because I can't build up the courage to tell him because then I will have to accept the fact that our baby is really gone.
I looked at a peaceful sleeping Jorge next to me, as I was about to move, he stirred and then went back off to sleep, it was 1 more day till Christmas I still had to get a few Christmas presents. As I went downstairs after getting dressed, I left a note on my pillow for Jorge while I went out for a while, I grabbed a cup of coffee from the cart and sat on a park bench for a while, and looked at my stomach until I could feel a tear roll down my cheek.
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At Jorge's house:
Martina was still out, and Jorge moved his arm to Martina's side till he felt a cold empty side as he turned around onto his stomach, he saw a note on her pillow when he read it, put it down on the bedside table, he put his joggers on and went to make the kids breakfast while he was setting up breakfast, he was waiting for the kids to come downstairs while he was trying to understand why Martina would be out at this time.
Maria: Where's mommy?
Jorge: She's just gone out for a bit, where's Ethan and Joshua?
Jorge could hear crying and his name being called loudly, while he was pouring milk into Maria's glass.
Joshua: DAD!!!
Jorge: What?
Joshua: Come here!!!
Jorge: Why?
Joshua: Ethan fell down the stairs!!!
Jorge: What?
Joshua was scared as Jorge went to the bottom of the stairs to see an unconscious Ethan laying on the floor.
Jorge: Joshua, did you push him?
Joshua: No, we were talking, and then he tripped on Maria's toy.
Jorge: He isn't waking up, Joshua come down here and look after your brother while I call an ambulance.
As I went back to the house, I could hear sirens coming to the house I walked in to see Jorge and Joshua holding Ethan, while Maria was in the kitchen.
Jorge: Oh, your back, now are you?
Martina: Jorge, what's going on?
Jorge: Ethan fell down the stairs and he's not waking up.
Martina: How did it happen?
Jorge: *P*ssed off* Well, if you were here you would've known, Maria left her toy on the stairs and he tripped over it. I swear to god Martina if he dies, I don't think I could ever forgive myself.
Martina: I'm sorry, Jorge.
Jorge: Never mind apologizing, you didn't even say where you were?
Martina: Do you really care? Or are you just mad?
Jorge: Do you know what you're right, the only thing I care about is my son right now.
The ambulance turned up and Ethan went into the back with Jorge while I looked after Joshua and Maria, I felt bad for not being there for Jorge, but I have a lot on my mind right now and he doesn't know what it is.
Maria: I'm sorry, mommy.
Martina: *Sits on her legs* Hey, it's okay, honey.
Joshua: Are you serious? It's okay nothing is okay Martina; my brother could be dead because of od her.
Joshua ran upstairs as I was calling him, making Maria cry, I held her in my arms to calm her when my phone rang it was Jorge.
Martina: Hello?
Jorge: Martina, I need you to look after Joshua and make sure he's calm.
Martina: Ah, well that might be a bit difficult where he overheard me say something to Maria and which kind of made him go in a strop.
Jorge: Oh, no, you need to watch what you say because he takes things sensitive since he lost his mom.
Martina: I didn't do it on purpose, Jorge.
Jorge: Yeah, as you always say, but you still do it.
Martina: Jorge, I don't like the way you're talking to me.
Jorge: Well, don't do stupid things then.
Martina: Sorry, sir, how is Ethan?
Jorge: Uh, I'm not sure, they won't tell me anything.
Martina: Are you going to spend the night there, or are you coming home?
Jorge: I don't know, I'll let you know.
Martina: Okay, well, speak to you soon.
Jorge: Yeah, bye.
He hanged up on me, I rolled my eyes as I put my phone back on the hook, I then heard shouting coming from Joshua's room, when I walked in, he was throwing things at his bedroom wall even his toys until I shouted.
Martina: Joshua!!! Stop!!!
When he looked at me, he threw a toy at my stomach where I felt the pain again as I was still recovering from a miscarriage.
