The Unhappy Bride

Month one

Yellow or blue? I couldn't make a decision on what color to paint the baby's room. Mike insisted we wait on painting until we know what I was having. I ignored his plea's all day but it was getting late now. He was persistent and finally talked me into going home.

"We're supposed to be discussing names not picking what color to paint the room." He laughed.

"I guess you're right." I agreed. We left the store and headed home. Brice texted me.

Brice: are you going to talk to Kyle??

Makayla: no

I had no intention of getting in touch with him. He's doesn't want to talk or see me anymore.

Brice: so now would be a bad time to tell you I told him...

Makayla: I don't care.

Brice: and he came back to see you and the baby.

Makayla: oh my gosh.
I was having a panic attack. Why is he here, why would Brice tell him? He doesn't deserve to know. What would Mike say? I was hyperventilating and I almost passed out in the car. Mike calmed me down. I can't believe she got him involved. He's an ass for leaving me anyway. Ugh I couldn't take it anymore. I promise if Brice and Kyle are waiting on us at my house, she's dead. I can't believe she told him. I have to tell Mike. I'm pretty sure he's wondering what's wrong now.

"Kayla are you okay, do we need to call Dr. Malcov?" He said as he rubbed my stomach.

"It's okay, but what if I told you that someone's here?"

"Who?" He asked as I looked in his eyes.

"Kyle." There was a long pause. He returned my gaze. He was upset, I could tell. The look in his eyes showed the anger he felt and sadness he was hiding.

"Makayla why is he here?" He asked quietly.

"Brice told him I'm pregnant."

"So does he think it's his baby?"

"What other reason would there be Mike." He looked at me again. He looked at me as if I was guilty.

"There is nothing else going on, Mike don't you trust me?"
I get why he'd felt that way after what happened in France but I thought we were past that. I though he trusted me.

"I do Makayla but you can't be alone with him. Deal?"

"Fine." I sighed. We were home. Mike helped me out of the car, into the elevator. I regained my strength and paced my breathing. I wasn't prepared for when those elevator doors opened. I prayed that it would stop or mess up. I don't even see him the same way anymore. The elevator worked perfectly fine. 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11 then it said PH. I started hyperventilating again. My legs began to get shaky. Mike noticed and he came to help me. He held me so I wouldn't fall.

"Kayla are you okay."

"I'm fine." I lied as he held me in his arms. I kissed him, thinking it would help. The doors opened slowly and I was unconscious.

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I woke up in the extra room. Dr. Malcov was here and Mike was siting next to me.

"What's going on." I said in a faint voice.

"Kayla you're up. Dr shes awake." Dr. Malcov walked to me and checked my vitals.

"You gave us quite a scare Mrs. Austin." He laughed. "I asked your guest to leave, so would you mind telling us what happened?"

"I was on the way home and Brice told me Kyle was here. When she told me I began to stress out and hyperventilate. Mike calmed me down though, then on the way up in the elevator as we reached the house I started to hyperventilate again and this time my body was beginning to get weak. I almost fell, Mike held me and that's all I remember."

"Okay Mrs. Austin you can't continue to be stressed out, you're hurting yourself. Right now there's nothing wrong with the baby but if you continue being stressed you might end up losing the baby." Dr. Malcov said as he sat in front of the bed.

"Okay." I said as I blinked to keep from crying. Mike held my hand as he seen the tears I was trying to fight back.

"Mrs. Austin don't forget about your appointment for next month." He said as he left.

"Okay." I said as I felt a tear rolling down my cheek. Mike sat on the edge of the bed holding my hand. He kissed me and rubbed my stomach.

"Makayla I don't think it's a good idea to talk to Kyle."

"I'm starting to see why." I cried.

"You don't need any thing to make you loose the baby."

"I understand but then again we don't know which one of you is the father so he does have somewhat of a right to know Mike."

"Well we all need to sit down and talk about this." He said with all seriousness.

"I know" I said as I tried to get up. Mike walked me to the room. We laid down.

"Mike I love you almost as much as love my pickles." I laughed as I turned to him.

"Really?" He said pulling me closer to him. His body was pressed against mine. He kissed me.

"Mike." I blushed as I pulled away from him. He got up and went to the kitchen. I heard the elevator open. Mike was talking to someone. I smelt pizza. He came back in with four slices and two cups. I hope he didn't get ultimate. I hate all that stuff on my pizza, but I smelt it.

"I got you plain cheese pizza." He said as gave me mine and sat down.

"You have ultimate don't you?" I asked as I began eating.

"Is it bothering you, I can get another slice if-

"No Mike it's not bothering me." I laughed as he sat back down. He gave me my cup. It was fruit punch.

"Thank you."

"Your welcome." he said as he pecked my cheek.