I looked at my small baby bump in the mirror before zipping up my jacket. Frank walked me to the car holding Cyrus. He was gonna go with and the kids but Dream woke up feeling sick. "Make sure you call me as soon as you can.", he said.
"I will.", I smiled. He opened my door for me then stood outside until I pulled off. I called Faith and talked to her as I drove to my appointment. When I made it we hung up and I went and checked in.
I rubbed my stomach as I waited on my name to be called. Life has literally been great. Faith is going to be moving in with us in about 3 weeks. She gone help me out with the kids when Franks working. I'm not that far along but they both want me off my feet as much as possible.
My name got called and I followed her to the back. She took my weight and vitals then took me to the room. I took my jacket off and prepared for my ultrasound.
The doctor came in and made small talk as she got me set up. She's my doctor from my previous pregnancy she's so happy for me. I listened to her tell me what we were looking at on the screen with a smile. She got quiet when she started measuring one of the babies body parts. She looked at the screen weird then started doing stuff without telling me, she normally does. "What's wrong?", I asked confused.
"The measurements aren't matching up to what they should be and I'm not seeing a heartbeat for baby a or baby b. I am so sorry Kamora.", she said softly. I just looked at her confused with my mouth hanging open.
"Again?", my voice lowly cracked as my eyes watered. "Just, do what you gotta do.", I said laying back on the table. She explained what was next but everything went in one ear and out there other.
She cleaned the jelly off my stomach before leaving the room. I softly touched my stomach as a tear fell. I can't believe this shit.
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When I made it a few minutes ago I ran to the nearest bathroom and locked myself in. She gave me a pill to take and some more to take for the next few days to move the twins out of me. My heart is broken.
I heard knocks on the door and the knob jiggled but I didn't say anything. "Baby?", I heard Frank ask lowly. "What's wrong? What happen?" I didn't say anything. "Let me in Kamora.", he jiggled the knob hard. "Imma break the door down if you don't respond. 3, 2-"
"I lost the babies Frank.", I said softly as the voice cracked. "I lost m-, again. I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry.", I broke down.
"Baby please open the door, please." I don't know why but I opened it. Still crying hard as fuck. Frank pulled me to him softly but quickly.
Things felt a little better being in his arms but, this shit hurt like a bitch.
Frank didn't say anything he just held me tightly. Maybe he's mad. Maybe he's hurt too.
I started falling to the ground as I cried. Frank slowly slid down with me. "It's gone be ok.", I heard him say softly. "We gone get through this together. This ain't yo' fault either. You hear me?", he asked holding my face so I was looking at him. I shook my head still crying. "You can't do that baby. It ain't yo' fault. Okay? Tell me it's not yo' fault. Cause it's not, I promise baby. Okay?" For some reason, in this moment I believed him. I can't stop the tears though. I slowly nodded still crying.
He pulled me to him and held me tightly. He kissed my head and rubbed my back. "We got this. I love you so much."
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I laid in the pitch black room silently. Tears are dried on my face, my wig is probably lifted, but that's the least of my concerns right now. I feel so broken, and hurt.
I seen light shine in from the door cracking open. Frank been checking on me I'm sure it's him.
The door stayed cracked but I didn't hear him say anything or come in. Somebody stood over me but it wasn't Frank and they're holding Dream's hand. I looked up and saw Faith. They both laid on top of me without saying anything.
We all laid there in silence. Even though I feel so broken, I feel so full of love.
This gone be hard to get through, but at least my support system is great.
