your blood through my veins - vinnie hacker

nine

"already?" she asked.

i feel bad anytime i leave isabelle alone, i wanna be looking after her 24/7. but its time my parents know, i dont need an opinion, i just want them updated.

i was thinking about what to say before i knocked on the door but i could hear them outside, we had a fire pit in the back, seattle was never hot enough to where a fire pit could be annoying.

"there he is!" smiled my dad and hugged me as soon as i walked in.

"my baby! how are you?" before i noticed we were all in a hug. "god youre getting so big! whats up with you i feel like youve been so disconnected."

"a lot actually."

"you wanna get dinner and we talk about it?"

"let me ask isa if shes ate yet." i didn't think twice, she's eating for two i dont cafe shes not allowed to skip a meal.

"isas here?! i love isa!" smiled my mom.

"yea. right. you guys cant see her yet." they both looked at me like i has 5 heads. "okay. this is really hard for me. im not here to ask for an opinion, im here to bring up a subject ive been hiding and shouldn't be hiding. because this is my life now, and i know you guys will most likely participate...here goes nothing : isabelle is pregnant."

they both stood silent.

"i know, this is super weird. its even worse because shes been pregnant for 5 months. we found out and she was around 10 weeks, i was an asshole and i didnt take the news how i shouldve and i just let her deal with it. but i learned to be better. im here for her everyday, i didnt even want to leave her in LA. were not together because we got into an argument around my birthday and we parted ways but were partners because were gonna be parents."

"vincent. youre talking about this like its some random fucking shit!" gasped my dad, they didnt seem too happy.

"its not. i know its not. but i have to face it." my phone was ringing in my pocket but i wanted to show them i was serious.

"is this a prank or something? is there a camera?" sighed my mom.

"look, i know—who the fuck is calling me?" i pulled my phone out and it was isabelle. "isa, im with my parents."

"vinnie stay calm but im bleeding." she sounded like she was crying. i put her on speaker so my parents could hear and not think i was just fucking around.

"did you fall on something?"

"no like im bleeding from-" before she could finish a sentenxe she was sobbing.

"fuck, fuck, fuck, honey the airbnb is 3 minutes away from grace hospital, my parents is 20 minutes away. go in an ambulance now and ill run there."

"i already called an uber."

"uber? isabelle bro, fuck, just let me know when youre there." i hung up the phone. "i have to go. im sorry."

"ill go with you." said my mom getting up. "nate?"

"your problem vinnie. go have a blast."

"fuck you." i didnt think twice before saying it.

i sped to the hospital , i was shaking. i wanted her and my baby to be okay.

honestly i probably parked like an asshole but i needed to run inside. i honestly even forgot my mom was with me, i ran to the er.

"h-hi im here for isabelle garcia?" i said.

"patients middle name?" asked the receptionist.

"isabelle lucia garcia." i said. i filled out information for a visitor pass and sat with my mom.

"breathe honey, everythings okay." she patted my back. "you have to be strong. shes definitely under a lot of stress right now."

"vincent?" asked the doctor coming up to us.

"yes thats me." i shook her hand. she looked very smart to know what she was talking about.

"well isabelle, is alright. yet, i really need you to look after her. this isnt bad, but it could easily get to a bad point where she can be putting herself and the baby in risk. no exercise, no sex, no running, no lifting, you need her to be lazy."

"when can she go home?"

"soon. a couple hours, you can see her till
then. she is just in a bra in case of anything. we have a monitor on the belly."

"thats alright. ma, you wanna see her?"

"yea, i know she's definitely stressed."

"oh! thats for sure, no stress for her. if she looks sad, cheer her up, for the next 4 months. shes always right, okay?"

"okay." i nodded and the doctor led us to the room. i wasn't even in there for 10 seconds and isabelle already was trying to finesse her way out of the bed. "get back in."

"i wanna go home." she whined, her face dropped when she saw my mom.

"hi sweetheart, he already talked to me, no worries okay?" she smiled, she loved isa.

"im sorry, i know you should've been one of the first to know." i knew her face was stress and she was disappointed in herself.

"bub, rest. okay? we can talk about this later."

"can we leave?"

"not yet. in a little."

"okay? how is she?"

"shes okay." i nodded softly.

"just okay?" she freaks out over anything i swear.

"shes perfect. i promise you, shes perfect."