Unconditional Love [part 1]

Unconditional Love [part 4]

The day had finally come. You were far enough along to be able to find out what the new baby is. Chris had brought the whole band with you guys this time.

Willow sat on Angelo’s shoulders as you sat down in the chair and pulled your blouse up as you prepared for ultrasound technician to get the goo. She was in shock at how many guys were standing in the small room, buut even more shocked by their appearance.

“We’re her gothterage.” Balz said.

“Damn right.” Ryan chuckled.

“I guess everyone is excited for the new arrival.” She smiled as she got the gel that goes on your stomach.

She squirt some on and closed it up.

“Can I see that?” Balz asked.

“Umm sure…” She said as she handed over the tube.

“I’ve always wanted to see what this stuff…” Balz stopped talking and looked up to see everyone looking at him and mentally judging his actions.

“OH C’MON DON’T MAKE THIS ABOUT ME. WE ARE HERE FOR THE BABY!” He yelled.

Chris snatched the tube away.

“If you can’t behave I will kick you out dammit.” He warned.

“If we may start…” The technician said.

“Please do.” You said as you pinched the bridge of your nose.

You looked up at the monitor but it seemed different, something was off, you couldn’t explain it. Chris was even acting a little off. Could it be because the guys are here? You looked at the technician, her face was unreadable, no hint of a smile but no hint of a frown. The monitor wasn’t making any noise either. She moved the device around on your abdomen, you instinctively squeezed Chris’ hand a bit, he squeezed back. The technician put the device down and turned to you.

Mr and Mrs. Cerulli… May I have a word with you in private?” She asked.

“Yeah… Anything… Guys?”

“C’mon Willow, let’s go trip old people.” Angelo said as he walked out and the guys followed.

“What is it?” You asked.

The ultrasound technician seemed off… She wasn’t looking at you.

“The… The baby, your baby boy… Died…”

“Why?” You asked as you looked at your stomach.

“You seemed to have had a miscarriage.”

Your eyes filled with tears. Chris stood next to you speechless, in shock, mad…

“I’m so sorry Mrs. Cerulli. My-“

“How the fuck does this happen? Why is my kid dead?” Chris asked.

“Chris-“

“Mr. Cerulli, it could be a chromosome that caused the fetus to develop in an abnormal way, there really is no way I can tell you, but being that your wife is healthy and seems to be in good health it doesn’t seem like this would happen again in the future should you decide to have more children.”

You were crying and holding your stomach. “How did I not know?”

“It could’ve been back pain. Did you have that?” She asked.

“Yes but I thought that-“

“My son?” Chris asked.

Chris was in hysterics. He sat down in the chair by the door and put his face in his hands. He was crying. You felt the weight of the world and more on your shoulders. You felt as though this was your fault.