Tiny Mistake

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Angela's POV: It's been 2 weeks since me and Bill did the tango. I wasn't feeling too great today. Pretty sick at my stomach, felt awful, to be honest. Bill would be by later today to eat super and hang for a bit. I've been lying in my bed since this morning, I tried to get up, but I couldn't. My stomach ached. Someone knocked on my door, "Come in!" I said, sitting up. Leana came in, "Hey! How are you feeling? Are you bloated!?" She asked, looking at my stomach. That was my problem. I ate too much last night! "Yes!" I laughed. She patted my back. Her eyes stayed on my stomach. "Are you sure you're bloated?" She asked again. I laughed a little and nodded. "Yeah, I'm bloated. We ate out last night!" I replied. She bit her bottom lip with a nervous look. "Leana?" I was getting worried. "Did Bill get you pr-" she stopped middle sentence. "Did Bill what?" I asked nervously. "Nothing... mmm.....I'll be right back!" She said as she ran out of the room. I was getting scared now. What could Bill have done!? An hour passed, and Leana wasn't back. It's 3 pm. Bill came in with a worried look. "What's wrong with everyone today!?" I asked, worried. Bill sat down beside me, and he rested his head on my shoulder. "Bill, are you ok?!" I asked. He nodded. "Look at me," I demanded. His eyes looked like puppies' eyes. "You know the when we had sex," he said, sitting up straight and facing me. I nodded. "I forgot to use protection....." he gulped. My eyes widened. "So you're saying you possibly got me pregnant?" I asked as I teared up. He nodded and pulled me in for a hug. "I'm so sorry, it's my fault....." he said into my hair. "No, Bill, it's ok...... I'm just confused!" I said, sitting up. He looked at me confused and wiped the tears that had fallen. "Last time I went to the doctor, they said I was infertile.....I couldn't have babie...." I said as I looked down at my stomach. Bill kept his loving eyes on me and watched my movements carefully. He placed a hand on my stomach, "We can do this... together!" He said with a happy smile. I smiled back and climbed  into his lap. I wrapped my legs around his waist as we sat on the bed. Bill reached into his pocket, and he pulled out a necklace. "I told you I would replace your fake one," he smiled. I smiled and removed my old necklace. "It looks good on you," he said. We kissed. "Thank you," I smiled. I looked back down at my stomach, "Why does it hurt so bad? It's only the start!" I said with disbelief. "You're fine, don't worry!" I said. I began to feel dizzy. "B-Bill?" I winced. He grabbed me before I fell face first into the floor. Leana, Tom, and Abby ran in. I went unconscious.

Bill's POV: She was unconscious. It scared me. What happened to her? "Ang?" Leana said, scared. I looked around for a pillow. They were on the floor. Tom and I got her under the covers, and Abby and Leana removed her shirt and shorts. I stayed with her while they left for the store for meds and test. She lay there with a cold body. "What happened to you?" I asked her unconscious body. I pet her head and her stomach. This was all my fault. I've messed her up. She couldn't even walk today! She's pregnant because of me! I felt so bad. She's in pain, all because of me. I have to help her, I feel like this will cause lots of hatred towards me and her from fans and party people. If they find out I got a girl pregnant, I would be in huge trouble. She's gonna hate me now. How can I make this up to her? "B-Bill....." she asked quietly. She woke me from my deep and worrying thoughts. "H-Hey...mhm...you ok?" I ask with worry. She nods and sits up. "Why do you look so scared, I'm fine! It's normal, I think...." she replied. I reached over and stroked her cheek with my knuckles. "Hungry?" I asked. She nodded and tried to get up. She winced and fell back. "Ang? Stay put, I'll go get you some food!" I say as I run downstairs. I ran back up, and I saw blood and Ang sitting in the bathroom. "I d-dont know what happened!" She cried. I felt bad. She's bleeding now. I walk into the bathroom and hold her. She cried into my chest, I'm hoping she still trusts me. "BILL!" She yelled, panicked. "WHAT!?" jumping back as I'm scared. I can tell she's pushing and in pain. "Ang? What's happening!?" I asked, worried. "LOOK! I DONT KNOW! AHHHHH!" She yells. I take a look and see a small unborn and undeveloped baby popping out. Angela's head flings back as she screams in pain, and then the baby falls out. Her face goes from pain to sadness. "Ang, you gave birth too early....." I say, picking up the undeveloped child. Her eyes tear up. "No..." she cries more. It's all my fault. She quickly jumped onto my lap and hugged around my neck as she cried for dear life. "Ang, it's ok....calm down, baby...." I say as I pet her hair. Her breathing said it all. She's done. Done with me. She sits up and looks me in the eyes. "It's my fault...." I say sadly. "No....it's not," she said kindly. She kisses me and holds my face in her palms. She picks up the child. "It's my fault....I'm not fertile..." she said, tearing up again. "Ang," I say sadly again. She shakes her head and hangs low. "Bill, it's not your fault! IT'S MINE!" She cried obviously worried for me. We walk to the bedroom, I get her clean clothes, which are my shirt and her shorts. I help her put them on. I wrap the undeveloped child in a towel. She caressed the child and cried softly. She hummed a tune that sounded like a sweet melody. "I will fix all this Ang, I'm sorry...." I say, placing a friendly hand on her shoulder. She looks at me and smiles. "You don't have to..." she said weakly. "But I do, you need this...." I smile. She smiles big, and the other bursts in, and jumo back scared and sad. "Guys, chill....Tom get me a small wooden box....Leana pretty it up for us, would you? , please?" I ask. They do as I ask. Ang watches and smiles weakly. She broke my heart. She didn't deserve this. I should be way better to her. She needs love and affection. I will give my all to her. I need her ad much as she needs me right now. My love, I'm sorry.

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