Mitch's POV
"Hey daddy" A familiar voice called my name. I wiped my tears off.
"Oh, Micha, how you've been doing?"
"Ohhhhh daddy, are you crying?"
"Nothing darling."
"Daddy I know you're crying!"
"Don't mind it Micha."
Micha is our Kirstie's daughter. She's loving,kind and sweet. But her mom is... dead.
Flashback
*the time Kirstie got pregnant since a few months.*
"Hi." An unfamilliar said over my phone
"Hello, Kirstie?"
"How are you?"
"I'm fine. Who are You?"
"I'm fine too. Umm.."
"Who are you please?"
"This is Kirstie's mom. Go to St. Mary's hospital."
"What happened?"
"Just go there and we'll talk about it."
Why her mom called me and told me to go the hospital? Is there something happened bad to Kirstie? Or is our child raised now?
I got my coat and fixed my hair.
In the hospital...
I rushed inside the hospital and asked the nurse, "Where's Kirstin Maldonado please?" "Room 317" "Thanks."
I went upstairs to find the room 317. Finally, I found it. I saw Kirstie's mom crying. I got worried. I sat beside her.
"What's wrong?" I rubbed her back.
"Kirstie is...."
I was shocked. I rushed to her room and opened the door.
I saw her body, lifeless.
I saw her stomach is not too much big now. Wait, our child has raised? I went to see the nurse and asked about her. "Did She raised a child?" The nurse nodded. I couldn't do anything but surprised. "Where?" I asked. She pointed the nursery room. I was disappointed that I didn't asked about her name. Ugh. The nurse walked away. But I called her again. "Miss!" The nurse nodded and faced me again.
"What's her name?"
"She does not have a name yet. Her mother didn't make to survive during this labor. Are you the father of the child?"
I was more shocked.
"Yes... " I whispered.
"you should give her a name."
I nodded. I was thinking of a beautiful name. But our conversation of Kirstie And I thinking of our future child's name.
Another flashback.
"Mitchy, what do you think is... Laura?" Kirstie said.
"That's a good name. how about Michelle?" I said. She pouted. I held her stomach. I kinda feel that she's kicking inside.
"Oh!" I said.
"What?"
"Our baby is kicking."
"I couldn't feel that." Kirstie laughed.
"But I do." I gave her a peck of kiss in the lips.
"Well, how about Micha?" Kirstie suggested.
"Ohhh, that's good." I said.
"Well, we'll name her. Micha Grassi."
We smiled.
End of *another flashback*
"Micha Grassi." I said. The nurse nodded.
Then I decided walk out.
I ran to Kirsties room.
I sat on the chaie beside on her bed. I held her hand. I started to cry.
"Kirstie... I'll miss you."
Only 3 words I could say to her. I'm so speechless.
End of flashback
"Daddy!" Micha waved his hand infront of me.
"Yes sweetie?" I said trying to be happy.
"I'm hungry!" She said. I laughed.
"Ok ok sweetie." I said as I gently put our picture in the table.
Then I whispered.
"We miss you Kirstie."
I'm back! No more problem! No more worries! So glad my friends and I are in good
Situation right now. Now it's writing spree!
Love y'all always!
-t.w.i.n.k.l.e.m.i.t.c.h
