Chapter 39
Michaels POV
I stared at her in shock.
I heard Aimee gasp behind me.
She wiped the tears from her eyes, angrily.
"That's the only reason I kept him! Cause I thought he was yours! I don't want him! He's just a money sucker. All he does is take my money! My family doesn't help! They don't want anything to do with me!"
I heard Aimee chuckle behind me.
"You think this is funny bitch?!"
"Well you act as if you don't know why your family doesn't want anything to do with you. They don't like who you are, Obviously..."
Diana glared at Aimee.
"Hmph...."
"Diana, you would not give Donny up for adoption. I know you wouldn't!"
"Oh yes I will! I have no need for him anymore! He was supposed to be your son!"
"Well he's not. I guess your out of luck."
She groaned and ran her fingers through her hair.
"SCREW YOU!! I HOPE YOU AND YOUR FAMILY GO TO HELL!"
I sighed.
"Get out Diana." She screamed then the door opened behind her.
Out came Donny with a back on his shoulders.
"Mommy?"
She turned around and groaned.
She grabbed his hand roughly.
"Don't call me that." She said opening the door.
"But your my mommy..."
"Shut up."
He frowned.
"Where are we going?" He asked as the door started to close.
"...a daycare. That you'll stay at forever."
The door clicked shut and I looked at Aimee.
I had so many tears running down my face.
Aimee got up and gently placed sleeping Bella in her little hospital crib.
Then she sat back down.
I sat on her bed and looked at her.
She sighed and ran her fingers through my hair as I laid down and cried into her chest.
"Baby shh..."
"But... Donny is such a good kid. Who knows! A rapist might come an adopt him."
"I know baby.. But Diana is not a fit mother to take care of such a great kid like Donny. Right?"
"Yeah.. Still..."
I sighed and nuzzled her chest.
I laid on her chest, her fingers running through my hair, arms wrapped around my head, I just laid there thinking.
"Aimee?" I said wiping my nose.
"Yeah baby?"
"Do... Do..do you think we can adopt Donny..."
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Aimee's POV
I held Michael in my arms silently.
I had no idea what I was supposed to say to his question.
I thought Michael didn't want anything to do with Donny...
Don't get me wrong, Donny is a great kid.
And I feel like his is my son...
But..
. I don't know.
I just, literally gave birth yesterday.
The kids came to see Bella with our parents then went home, as well.
I'm still trying to get over fact that my baby was born a month early and doesn't have any health issues.
It's good but I'm just- ugh...
I don't know.
I already have 3 babies to take care of.
It would be like having twins again but only one of them is a baby.
I sighed and looked at Michael.
"Can we?"
".....Is this something your sure you want to do?"
He sighed.
"I want to do it... Only if you do too."
I looked down.
"Michael, I just had a baby. That's gonna be a lot of work! And that means I'll be out of work! It would be like having twins all over again! He would need a bed, clothes, he's another mouth to feed!" I said sadly.
"Baby, he has clothes, toys and a bed. It's at Diana's. I will get that stuff from her okay?" He said touching my face.
"Please... I know he's not my son but I really care about him. I want him to have a nice home and be cared for. And I feel that, that place...that place is with us."
I grabbed his face as kissed him softly.
I pulled back and he looked at me.
"Please."
I nodded and wiped my tears.
"Okay...okay.... We can adopt him."
His face suddenly lit up, and he smiled big.
"Oh thank you thank you thank you!!" He said hugging me tightly.
"But... Promise me you'll look for a new job?"
"I promise. Anything for you."
I smiled and hugged him tightly.
"So?"
"...so what?"
I giggled and got up to go get Bella then sat back down on the bed.
"Are you gonna go get Donny or what?"
He smiled and kissed me softly.
"Call the kids. I want them here for this moment. I'll be back as soon as possible."
"Okay."
He left.
Then 10 seconds later he came back to the door.
"Aimee?"
"Yes?"
"I love you."
"I love you more baby."
He chuckled then ran back out the door.
I giggled and looked down at Bella.
"Oh my little Angel... Your daddy is crazy."
