Chapter 38
Michaels POV
I read the letter, my heart beating as fast as a train.
Then...
I saw it.
The answer. ............
I looked at Aimee a tears overflowed my eyes.
I blinked and one dropped down my cheek.
Aimee wiped my the tear and kissed my lips.
"What does it say baby?"
I blinked again and Took her face in my hands. I
I pushed her back on the bed and crawled on too of her, kissing her.
"Michael, what are you doing?"
I smiled and giggled, tears still coming down my face.
"He's not mine baby..." I said kissing her cheek and nuzzling my nose against her.
"He's not mine."
She gasped and took my face in her hands.
She kissed me passionately and rubbed the back of my neck.
"Oh baby. I'm so glad he isn't yours. Mmm... I love you so much. So so so much." She said wrapping her arms around my neck.
I smiled, my tears dripping down on her.
I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her up to me, hugging her.
I just sat there in her bed holding her, rubbing her back up and down.
Then I realized she was crying.
I pulled away and looked at her.
"Whats wrong baby? Why are you crying beautiful?"
She wiped her eyes.
"Hormones. I just gave birth! This is a lot to take an at once."
I smiled and looked over at Bella who was peacefully sleeping in her little hospital crib.
I smiled and got up.
I walked over to her and rubbed my thumb over her soft little cheek.
I could tell Aimee was smiling at me from behind.
I kissed Bella's forehead and smiled.
"Welcome to the family little one."
"Michael can you bring Bella here please?"
"Of course!" I smiled and brought her over to Aimee.
I placed her in Aimee's arms and Aimee pulled down her shirt to feed her.
I smiled at the precious moment then looked around the hospital room.
I hate hospitals.
They creep me out.
I sighed and sat on the bed, watching Aimee feed Bella.
Women are amazing.
They do so much for their children...
It makes me smile to see Aimee feed her.
Imgiggled then Aimee looked up.
She smiled.
"What is it?"
"Is she sleeping?"
"Yes."
"That was fast." I said as I patted Aimee's leg, that was under the covers.
"I love you Michael."
"I love you mo-"
I was cut off, when suddenly The door flew open and Diana stood there looking at me with clenched fists.
"Those tests are fake."
I stood up and glared at Diana, as Aimee clutched Bella.
"What!?"
"Those tests are fake!" She said angrily.
"Diana! No they aren't!"
"HE IS YOUR SON!" She yelled.
I groaned.
"Diana, Donovan is not mine! What is it gonna take for you to get that through your thick head?! Diana I don't love you. I never did. You were just something to help me get through a tough time."
I heard Aimee scoff behind me.
"You are just a girl looking for sex. I care about Donny. Yes. But he is not mine. I don't not need to pay child support and I do not need to take care of him. I'm sorry. I want you out of my life forever."
She stood there staring at me with tears coming from her eyes.
"...You don't want me in your life? You aren't gonna care about Donny? Fine! Then I'm giving him up! I'm giving him up for adoption!"
