My Little Secret: A Kamala Harris Love Story

Chapter 58: Complications Part. 2

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It's been several hours since we been at the hospital, waiting to hear the news about Kamala's condition and if she's okay. I couldn't eat anything nor drink, I was deprived with anxiety, I was so worried about her all day. She became the biggest headline on social media platforms, and it seems that the world stood still. I lost energy due to crying I became weak.

"Alex, son..." Joe said looking concerned as mom hugged me. I was too exhausted it felt like my body gave out from the energy I lost due to stress.

"Come relax, I'll go get you some coffee." He said as I stood up uncaring if my feet hurt. I began pacing back in forth growing more concern then ever. Suddenly I felt dizzy as Hillary caught me.

"Alex, I know your worried about Kamala, but you need to rest. You look awfully pale." She said with concern in her eyes. She walked me to my seat as I sat down on the sofa. The news reporters had spread the word about Kamala fainting incident, there have been different reports stating she was in cardiac arrest, and she couldn't breathe on her own. While some unofficially believed she's deceased, those came from Trump friendly news outlets. As I looked my phone, there we're multiple pictures of us together or me taking a photo of her when we was on the Honeymoon back in July. I smiled weakly as tears began burning my cheek brimming downward as I tried desperately not to shed a tear, I know Kamala doesn't want to see me like this but dammit... I couldn't help it.

I'm a crybaby and men do cry, I only show my sensitive side if something happens to her or my family members, like dad... It's been 5 months since he was gone. Everything he did for me as a child, taught and showed me was the reason why I kept pushing on to make him proud. Joe came back with a cups of coffee and snacks passing it around to everyone, including me.

"Your gonna need this for some boost of energy son." He said handing me the hot mocha, my eyes widened as if I saw Kamala once makes mocha like this at home.

"Good morning babe..." Kamala's voice echoed in my ear as tears fell. I began sobbing, as everyone looked and Joe then realized that the coffee he gave me reminded me of Kamala doing this, everything reminds me of her. Her cooking, cleaning and how relaxed at times she was all of it remind me of her.

"Alex, I'll get you something else sweetie calm down." Auntie said as she left the room.

"Oh god Alex..." Joe remembered Kamala likes mocha, it pains him so much to see me hurt.

"I'm sorry." He said as weakly smiled a little looking at him.

"It's fine..."

"Why all of the suddenly your crying over a damn coffee?" AOC said crossing her arms my eyes got dark, and anger builds up.

"Why can't I huh, can't you see I'm worried about the love of my life..." I said calmly as she ticked.

"Oh for god's sake, you forever cry about everything. Men don't cry fucking cry Alex, your a second gentleman get ahold of yourself. It's been 5 months since your dad died, so you shouldn't be grieving about him anymore-" Mom then cuts her off.

"Wait a damn minute, some of us are still grieving... LIKE ME! It takes time to let go things that matter to any of us the most!" Mom yelled at her.

"For you to say that men don't cry, Joe lost Beau back in 2012 and he cried." Jill said joining in.

"I know, its just Alex is too weak. I don't know how Kamala can endure his whiney side." She finished what she said as my blood boiled, ready to fucking hit her.

"That's enough, I don't hear another insult out of your mouth Alexandria!?" Michelle sternly spat before she was cut off by me.

"What did you say bitch???" I said in a low voice looking at AOC as everyone looked shocked by what I said.