MIDNIGHT WHISPERS| Kylia

LXII

February 25th | 6:45 pm

The cold runs down my spine as I tap my foot anxiously on the floor. The cell phone rings non-stop, and Kylie's photo flashes on the screen for the fifth time. I sigh, sitting on the toilet, not having the courage to look at what is on the marble sink.

Kylie's last touch made me face reality, answering her call, letting the tears run down my cheeks.

— Malia? Where are you? — Her voice seems to waver for a moment and there's something deep inside that I can't identify.

— tell me the truth... — I murmur, with my hands shaking, staring at the floor.

Silence hangs in the air and I feel my whole body shake. The minutes are passing and with it the anxiety of seeing the result. I'm afraid of what I'll find.

— listen carefully, the day you went to the hospital, you had just come out of surgery and they didn't let anyone go up, even with threats from Ruby and Joshua — she says in a serious way, making me close my eyes and pull something in the mind. — I was so lost that I didn't even do anything, but when Dylan got out of the elevator as if he hadn't done anything, it was the last straw for everyone, Joshua and Vincent went after him and I went up — she sighs, and I hear the door slamming. . — he performed the procedure on you while you were unconscious and there was nothing to do, but there is still a high chance that it won't work. I swear to you I made him pay for every single thing he did...

— A sob escapes my lips as I remember the little moment I spoke to Dylan.
I don't think and hang up the call, turning off the cell phone, getting up from the toilet, leaving it on the sink, without looking at the test on the sink.

I take a deep breath, trying to control my breathing, which is labored, insinuating that I'm going into yet another fucking crisis.

There's no one at home, Ruby went to get her college materials and I don't know when she'll be back. I appreciate it, since I want to be alone and be able to cry and cry, without having to explain myself.
I look at the test, which still has the result down, feeling everything shake. I catch it, covering the result, feeling like I'm going to faint at any moment.

I take a step back when I hear someone knocking on the door, thinking about the possibility that it could be Ruby.

I hide the test behind me, opening the light wooden door, without reacting when I see the woman with the red locks standing in front of me.

— Kylie?... — I blink a few times, clutching the test in my hand behind my back. — how? — Kylie approaches, placing her hands on my face calmly.

— where is it? — She analyzes my face, as if she were reading me.

I frown, not understanding what she's implying. Why did you come back sooner than you said?

What happened?

— what are you talking about? — I swallow hard, and she hugs me, making me lay my head on her chest, listening to her calm breathing.

— give me the test... — she whispers, placing her hand over mine, making me let her take it.

There's a lump in my throat and the heavy tears come down quickly, wetting her dark long-sleeved blouse.
I feel the test being taken from my hand and the disturbing silence hangs in the air, leaving me distressed and distressed, wanting to know the result, but at the same time wanting to escape this situation.

I feel Kylie's hand enter my hair, stroking it gently, sighing heavily and I know she's seeing the result.

— no matter what is here, know that I will always stay by your side — she speaks softly and I feel my chest tighten. — and support you in whatever you decide... — I move away from her, looking at her face, trying to decipher what her eyes are saying.

They shine in a subtle way, and their smile is tiny.
She's so calm, like she's trying to encourage me and tell me it's going to be okay.

Alright, what could go wrong? I've faced worse things, it's not a result that will shake me.

I swallow hard, seeing that Kylie's hand is between us now. Hesitantly I look down at the test, feeling my entire body shake when she opens her hand.

Pregnant..

My world collapses when I read that word and I can no longer hold back the tears, putting my hands over my mouth, trying to understand why this has to be happening.

Millions of things come into my mind, and one of them is: will I be able to love him like a loving mother?

— okay, I'm here with you — I can't take my eyes off the test, feeling confused about
all of this.

Damn, there's a baby growing inside me, a life that is now part of mine, a life that will depend on me, a life that can have her eyes.

But I still don't know what to feel about this, the fear of not being able to love this child dominates me, of being a terrible person to she just like mine were.

Kylie's arms wrap around me in a warm hug, letting me cry until I can't bear it anymore.

The heat of your body warms me and calms me, reassuring me in the midst of all this chaos. Her hand caresses my waist calmly, enjoying the moment.

— will you have to leave again? — I question in a low tone, stroking his hair.

She sighs, continuing the calm movements on my waist, while her head is resting on my chest.

— I'm not leaving, I just need to organize some final things there — she says and I take a deep breath. — so I'm there, I'll call every day to check if you're eating properly — I laugh at her concern.

— why so much concern? — I roll my eyes.

— you need to take care of yourself now — she says, reminding me. — don't hesitate to tell me about your decision, no matter what it is — I bite my lower lip, not thinking about the possibility of taking the child away.

— I don't think about that... — I murmur and Kylie looks up, leaning on the bed.

She remains the same, with her expression serene and serious at the same time, but what changed about her was her coldness. Kylie allowed her protective barrier to fall, letting me know her caring and concerned side.
- no? — She rests her face on her hand, looking at me in that intense way.

— no, I'll try to stick with it... — I smile, trying to hide the fact that I'm almost going crazy.
— whatever it is, I will always be with you
— she smiles, making my heart skip a beat.

Her hand that was on my waist went down to my belly, making me swallow hard, but at the same time enjoying the feeling of having her touch on it.

— I love you, Cantrall — the words came out involuntarily, softly and quietly.

Kylie smiled, adjusting herself on the bed, bringing her face closer to mine, her warm breath hitting him.

— Do you love me, Baker? — she smiles cynically, placing a leg on each corner of my body, as well as her hands next to my face.

I roll my eyes, smelling her strong perfume, making me a little dizzy, but nothing too serious.

— maybe — I smile with my tongue between my teeth, keeping my gaze fixed on hers.

She lets out a laugh, putting the loose strands of her hair back, moving closer, with her smile on her lips.
— I love you more, Baker — she says, making my heart race before she presses her lips to mine.

I sigh between them, moving my hands up to the back of her neck, enjoying every sensation she provides, remembering the soft touch of her red lips. Kylie dominates the kiss, making me smile away, thinking how much I missed it.