Love Me Tomorrow

Chapter 8

KEIRA:

"Breath Keira." I heard Melissa tell me as we waited on my doctor. My dad just landed in Miami and he and Lacey are on their way to the hospital to be with me. This is scary, I don't know what's happening. Is my baby dead? No. Stay positive, he or she will be okay. "Ahh!" I yelled as I felt another sharp pain right in the middle of my stomach.

My doctor opened the door and Melissa hurried and helped me right up. I held on to her as we walked to the examining room. "Keira, can you tell me on a scale of 1 to 10, how bad is the pain?" My doctor asked as she grabbed her thermometer to take my temperature. "10." I answered, "I don't feel any movement of my baby." I told her as she wrote down my temperature. "You have a fever. Sit back and tell me where it hurts." I laid back with Melissa's help and I placed my hand in the center of my stomach. "Here." I told her. She instantly touched it and I screamed in pain. "It hurts!" My doctor went over and turned on the ultrasound machine. Melissa turned off the lights.

Then I heard it, my baby's heartbeat. He or she is still alive. "Oh thank God!" I heard Melissa say. "See there's still baby. I think you might have an infection. Have you been stressed lately?" The doctor questioned. Of course I've been stressed. School, my dad and his rehab, and of course Trey. "My son, the baby's father hasn't been the most supportive and he's causing a lot of stress for us all." Melissa explained for the doctor. "Well it's best for you to stay away from him until he's not a factor of stress anymore." My doctor advised. "But now, I'm going to check to see if you have contractions." My doctor began placing straps around my stomach and began watching my baby's heartbeat.

I looked in the direction of Melissa, she was on her phone. "Hey Melissa, can you tell Trey what's going on?" I asked. Melissa looked at me surprised. Yeah, I can't believe I'm saying that also. "Sure, he should be in North Carolina by now." Melissa opened the door and my dad and Lacey stood at the door. She greeted them before I could hear her say Trey's name as she walked down the hall. It's been a while that I've been so excited to see my dad. "Princess, is everything okay?" Dad asked as he kissed my forehead. Lacey opened the paper bag she had and pulled out frozen yogurt. "The doctor said I might have stomach infection." I replied. "That's not good, is the baby okay?" Lacey questioned. "Yeah he or she is fine, I thought I had a miscarriage, but my baby is okay and that's what matters." I said taking a bite of my frozen yogurt. "You don't know the sex of the baby yet? Keira, you're like 5 months." Lacey said. Here we go, Lacey has to say something. "You know before you leave Miami, next month, you can schedule an appointment to find out the sex." My doctor said as she relased the straps from around my stomach. "Yeah, we can do that." I agreed placing my shirt down.

My doctor wrote out a prescription and gave to Lacey as Dad helped me out to the car. "So does Trey know about this?" "Yeah, Melissa probably done told him by now." I replied. "So has he been involved, coming to doctor's appointments or anything?" Dad asked as he started the engine. "I really don't want to talk about him. So am I still coming to March Madness with you guys?" I asked. Dad shook his head no. "I think you should stay home in Miami. Then next month, you come back to Chicago." Dad insisted. He was right, I sure didn't want to see Trey, not now, maybe once the season over we can talk.

TREY:

Mom is terrifying me with this phone call. Keira thought she was having a miscarriage, she thought she was miscarriaging my baby! "Trey, are you okay?" Mom asked me as I was lost in my thoughts. "Should I leave and come back and be with Keira?" I asked. "No, I don't think that's a good idea." "Mom? What the hell are you talking about? How isn't that a good idea? It's my baby!" "Trey you're the reason why Keira's sick." Mom revealed. "Trey, I'm sorry but you're causing her stress and stress hurts the baby, you need to stay away from her for a while." "This is a joke right?" I yelled into the phone. My anger is certainly getting the best out of me. "Trey, get ready for your game. We'll talk later." I didn't even say bye to my mom, I just hung right up. I can't believe this. I can't see Keira. I'm causing her stress. It's all Keira's fault, no one told her to get pregnant and avoid me. She truly is a bitch.