Chapter 8 - Azalea

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I couldn't fathom what was going on, "WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?!" This unknown female is all over my fiancé and I can't understand why. I don't think I ever will. We're outside of our wedding rehearsal and she's cheating on me! How could Franky do such a thing! I didn't even want to know how long this had been going on for, the only thing that ran through my mind was, "I'm done."

The skank ass little rodent then began to speak, my mind never wandered this far into disgust, "I was laid up in your Fiancé's bed for a couple months, back when your irrelevant ass had been captured." She laughed and as she laughed my body cringed with anger and distrust. I had the urge to cram my fist into her jaw but I realized one, I'm pregnant and two, I had been trained to fight... she hadn't been.

I turned around and ran through the front of the white, caramel venue doors as I saw Laila walking toward me and I began screaming and holding my hands up in the air.

"The wedding is off!" I tried holding my tears back not letting anything make my wall of pride disintegrate. All I could feel was the presence of Francesca behind me trying to pull me back toward her grace. I couldn't believe what I saw. The replay in my head just bothered my soul. I couldn't piece together why she would do this, yet alone hide it from me.

All of Franky's friends were looking around not knowing what was going on. My white skirt had blotted marks of mascara on the seams and my hands were shaking. I just kept grabbing my stomach, feeling the kicking sensation of Mateo, that's when I started to feel serious pain. Laila came running over to my care after blocking Franky off from coming towards me.

"Why are you so worried about her sweetheart?" The female, apparently named Savannah, had said. I looked over at her and Franky, my eyes started to become broken and my distorted eyesight just blocked out everything. The blur came and all I did was fall over on the floor.

"AZALEA!" Franky ran over to me, pushing through everyone. She was so concerned, until Savannah touched her arm and she got up and looked at her with rage in her eyes... my eyes shut closed, tightly.

Waking up in the hospital once again was very disturbing for my body and my mind. I began screaming and Francesca ran over to the side of the bed with Laila trying to keep me down on the bed. My stomach felt okay though, so I calmed down. I looked down and Mateo was still there, I just smiled until I looked up slowly.

"Get out." I sternly said to Franky.

"Baby, Savannah isn't in my life anymore!" She began to cry.

"Francesca... get out." I waved at Laila to call security, watching them escort Franky out of the room made my heart pound with more frustration and hurt than anything. Everything seemed so wrong, we were getting married tomorrow. We were supposed to have our family. What happened to everything we planned? Franky wasn't the same person I fell in love with and now I don't know what to think. The tears came rolling down my face as I leaned back in the hospital reclining bed. Laila crawled into the bed beside me and started rubbing my stomach, she smiled as she could feel Mateo, knowing that he was okay.

I whispered, "I'm sorry Mateo..." I then fell asleep.

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