What if Isabela was Antonio's Mother

Antonio

Isabela's pov
"It's a boy" Tia Pepa said with a bright smile on her face as rainbows spread across the room.

"He's ok I didn't ruin him?" My mother looked at me and said "you did amazing, better than me even."

"Really" she nodded, I sighed and laid my head back slightly letting my entire body relax. Mami repositioned on my bed and kicked her shoes off as she pulled her feet up onto the bed closer to me.

She pulled my head off her chest by grabbing my chin gently and made me look to the other side of the bed at my baby. I didn't get a very good look at him though before Dolores handed her mother a towel and Tia Pepa lightly wiped him off and handed handed him to Dolores. She then did something else between my legs I had no idea what it was but she threw something in a pot and covered it with a lid.

"We'll clean him better later but that will have to do for now." Tia Pepa said as Dolores walked over to the side of my bed Mirabel moved out of the way and sat on the bed night next to her original spot.

I let go of her hand witch I didn't even realize I was still squeezing and reached out for my baby my hands shaking as I reached for the crying bundle of towels in Dolores's arms. She handed him to me. He immediately stoped crying when he was handed to me. It was like he was crying for me.

"Wow look at all that hair!" Mira said breaking the silence I giggled and Mami said "he's perfect." I shook my head no and said "he's better than perfect." I smiled big and looked up at my mother "he has my eyes" she nodded and smiled down at me.

"What's his name" Mami asked me while stroking my hair. I looked up at her confused "I get to name him?" She smiled and said "of course you do he's yours." "He's mine" I repeated. "No... he's not" I said looking down at him. "What?" My mother questioned I looked up at her and then back to my son recognizing the unruly unmistakable curls that sprang out of his head. "He's not just mine." My mother seemed to understand what I was saying. "Antonio" I whispered staring at the little boy in my arms with the unmistakable resemblance to his father.

Yes he had darker skin and my eyes but everything else was his, even his hair had a slight dark red tint if you looked close enough. "His name is Antonio" I said louder and more confident this time. I smiled and grew flowers in his hair.

Then Dolores gasped and said "abuelas home" everyone exchanged fear filled glances. I gripped onto Antonio tighter and held him to my chest as I looked up at my mother with pleading eyes silently begging her to do something, to fix it.

Just then Tia pepa spoke up "he looks close enough to Camilo when he was first born. She might believe me if I said he was mine... that way he would still be close, and one day when he's old enough maybe we can tell him."

I wasn't thinking I was too panicked I just nodded at the first solution offered to me. The one that would keep Antonio closest to me. The only answer really.

I kissed Antonio on the head, he was covered in blood and other disgusting things that I didn't know the names of but I didn't care. "I love you so much..." I whispered as I rubbed his cheek with my thumb.

We stayed like that for a few seconds before Tia Pepa came to take him away I looked away as she removed him from my arms. Antonio started screaming as soon as he was removed from my comforting hold. I turned into my mother and started crying into her chest she hugged me and rubbed my back.

Mira came up and hugged me from behind I grabbed her arms and sobbed as I leaned back onto her and my mother started to stroke the side of my head to stop my crying but nothing would make me stop not even I couldn't do that it was uncontrollable. My sobs echoed around my room for a few minutes until a knock sounded from my door.

"Isabela I don't care how sick you are I'm coming in this room" Abuela yelled through the door that snapped my attention. As she opened it Mami jumped to hide the blood covered towels I just waved my hand and moved the bed up to hide behind the flowery drapes that lined my bed.

Abuela burst through the door that had been unlocked to let Tia Pepa and Dolores out to hide Antonio. She looked around "Isabela where are you." She commanded "she's sleeping, I think pepa might need you." Mami said in the hopes that she would take the hint and leave "really I thought I herd someone crying" she said with a hint of suspicion in her voice "oh that was me... I'm really worried about her... getting better?" Mira stumbled over her words trying to come up with an explanation.

She seemed to accept that answer as she left the room I let out a breath I didn't even know I was holding and laid back down on my bed I put my legs down where the towels were a few seconds ago.

I looked at my hands only to notice that one of the flowers fell out of Antonio's hair, a red iris. "These were his father's favorite you know." I said looking down at the flower in my hands that through some miracle hadn't been crushed. My mother nodded and looked at the flower with me. After a while she tried to take it from me and I snapped my hand away from her. She held up a hand in surrender

"Oh so that's what those drapes are for" my sister said in a desperate attempt to cheer me up. I laughed a little and nodded my head and closed my eyes as I leaned my head back.

I just wanted to sleep I was exhausted to the point I couldn't keep my eyes open. "It's past dinner time she probably came up to get you for dinner" Mami said to my sister she just laid her head next to me and snuggled up to me and said "I'm not hungry" I wrapped my arms around her, then I felt the pressure of Mami's head on my shoulder just as I was slipping out of consciousness.