Two Of A Kind

fourty five

Leonidas' POV

"Your baby's gone"

It keeps ringing in my head. My child. My first seed. Gone.

"I'm not going to be an idiot an ask how you're feeling, cause I know it's not good," Carter speaks up, his voice mixing in with the movie we're watching.

"I'm fine," I lie, grabbing ahold of Tessa's hand and squeezing it. "Come on amore, wake up," I whisper from beside the hospital bed.

It's been 3 days since Carter broke the news to me. Turns out, whatever Raul injected in her, it was enough to put her in a coma. And kill my first fucking born.

Doctors estimated that it would last 2-5 days, so I know she'll wake up soon.

She doesn't know about our child. And if I'm being honest, I'm almost too scared to tell her. It would break her heart.
When I get my hands on Raul, I will fucking skin him alive. How the fuck could he do this?

"I'll go get you lunch," Carter jolts out of his seat, patting his pocket-- probably to double check for his wallet. "What are you feeling like?" He asks me.

"I'm fine Carter," I reply bluntly. I don't feel like eating, haven't felt like it for days.
Carter walks up to me, smacking his lips together. "It's fucked up, I know it is," He begins, taking a peek at Tessa. His eyes soften.

"But you have to eat bro, what would Tessa think of this?" He turns back to me, his eyes still soft. I take a moment, we've barely ever been vulnerable with each other. "Drop it," I warn.

"I'm going to get you food, it's up to you if you're going to eat it," He walks towards the door, leaving the room.

I lean my elbows on my knees, my head in my hands as I take a deep inhale. "Fuck," I mutter.

A lone tear rushes down my cheek. Looking up, I grab on to Tessa's hand again. "I'm so fucking sorry baby," I whisper. "I'll get him back, mark my words."

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Adrian and Bri came over to visit Tessa in the hospital. Carter went home to grab his laptop, setting up a movie of our choice-- not the movies they play on the shitty tv's here.

"What are we thinking?" Carter speaks up, scrolling through Netflix. "Horror?" Adrian pitches in, earning a wild shake of the head from Bri. "No fucking way," She says.

Everyone beside me right now has cried in the past hour. Some with red eyes, other with puffy eyes. Mine includes both.

"Y'all seen the new Sonic movie?" Carter's eyes light up, like he really wants to watch it. Bri squeals, "Yes!"

Adrian rests his hand on her thigh, "Try keeping it down baby," he whispers, earning a gagging noise from me and Carter.

"Yuck," I say, mock shivering my body. Adrian turns to me and flips me off. "So you and Tessa can be all lovey dovey, but we can't?"

"Bro look at him," Carter says, pointing at me. "He's built like a fucking beast, do you want a broken bone? Cause I sure as fuck don't." He continues, earning a slight chuckle from me.

"Yeah alright fuck off," Adrian scoffs as he leans over the laptop, moving the cursor to start the movie. "No one talk, it's time," Bri whispers, aweing the laptop screen.

I stole a glance at Tessa. She's so fucking beautiful. I have no idea how our loudness hasn't woken her up yet, but I'm glad.

Memories of our baby flash in my mind. How the fuck am I going to tell her? How do I tell her that my own father killed our first born?

How do I tell her that I failed as a boyfriend, and as a father? Would she still be with me? Knowing my family is fucked up?

"Bro, you good?" Adrian's voice clears my throat. I turn around to see them staring at me with worry. "You got this," Bri says softly, patting my shoulder.

"My first born, he fucking took my first born from me," I laugh a sad one. Mostly to ease the awkwardness.

"I know, but when we see Raul again--"
"I'll snap his neck, no hesitations." I cut Carter off, but in a numb tone.

"Look," I begin, standing up. "I'm not looking for sympathy, nor help. But if you want to be with me in this, feel free to do so." I look at all of them, determination written on their faces.