Unconditional Love

Chapter 39- Elvira's POV

I was eating breakfast with Aiden and Dom when I suddenly had the urge to throw up.

I quickly ran to the bathroom and opened the toilet and started throwing up my breakfast and last nights dinner.

Fuck what's wrong with me.

I went I'm under the sink to get some mouth wash and moved my tampons out of the ways so i could grab the mouth wash.

Wait. Tampons. When was the last time I got my period.

Fuck it was supposed to come last week.

No. No. No.

This can't be happening.

Not now.

Not when we are so close to getting the life we want.

A baby is not something that can happen and be a little happy accident. Not like what happened with Aiden.

Fuck.

How am I even pregnant?

I thought I was infertile.

After what Reece did. Well did multiple times I was found and went to the hospital and of course I was pronounced infertile.

That's the main reason why I really agreed to adopting Aiden.

Even though Dom and I got all thst baby stuff I just never had the heart to tell him. But now I have to.

There's a 87% chance that I will have a miscarriage.

That means bed rest for the whole pregnancy which also means that we won't be able to have the wedding. Even though it is four days away it's still enough time for the baby to die.

Fuck I can't tell Dom.

At least not now.

Shit.

Fuck I've been in the bathroom to long.

I fished the toilet and cleaned up any evidence that I was spilling my guts in the toilet.

I walked out to the table where Dom was cleaning up Aiden's chest where he spilt applesauce on his shirt.

I walked over and sat down shoving the rest of the bacon and eggs down my throat knowing that it will eventually come back up later.

"Why did you run off so fast?" Dom asked after he finished cleaning up Aiden.

Fuck. What am I going to say?

"I got my period." I huffed out tying to make it sound believable.

"Oh okay. You want anything?"

"No I'm just going to go up and rest a bit."

"Okay, we'll just be down here."

I walked up the stairs to our room after I put my plate in the sink.

I quickly ran to the bathroom feeling the bile creep up my throat begging to be released out of my body.

I ran to the toilet and threw up.

I kept going on and off puking and crying for about an hour until I noticed someone staring at me as I sat down from the toilet.

"Hey hey what's wrong?" Dom asked kneeling down to me and pulling me into his lap.

I tried to talk and ended up back at the toilet puking my ass off.

I don't know if it was the pregnancy or I'm just freaking the fuck out.

I felt Dom pull back my hair and hold it for me.

After about two minutes I finally stopped again and sat down against the wall.