Cast Under His Spell

Three

It's been eight months into Iya's pregnancy and I moved in with Iya. I moved in when she was four months in. Iya and I were sleeping peacefully until I heard Iya panting a little bit. "Denys!!" She says in short breaths, shaking me to wake me up. I immediately shot up. "What's wrong?" "I-I think I'm going into labour!" She cried. "Calm down." I coo. "I'm so sorry for waking you up at this time of night." "You are fine." I whisper. I helped her out of bed and into the car, I sped to the hospital. Even though it is two in the morning, I would typically be pissed off if someone woke me up at 2AM for a bullshit reason, this reason is probably the scariest because Inessa will be a preemie. I'm terrified. I got dressed into scrubs so I could be with Iya. Inessa was born at 2:32AM on the sixteenth of November. I got to cut the cord. Inessa was taken to get cleaned and to be documented and dressed into a onezie. "I am so thankful that you are here for me Denys. I am happy. Thank you for everything you're doing to help me and Inessa." Iya cried. "Iya, I want you to be my girlfriend." "Da, Denys!" Iya cried/laughed. I kissed her damp forehead and held onto her hand, "I am madly in love with you, Iya." I cooed. "I'm madly in love with you too, Denys." She says with an exhausted smile. Inessa was brought in by nurses; making Iya smile even more and cry more. Tears of joy and probably sadness over the face that Inessa is a preemie and that Iya's ex is dead. She held Inessa to her chest and cried. "My beautiful baby girl." Iya cried softly so she wouldn't wake up the precious Inessa. I teared up. I took my phone out and took a picture of Iya holding onto Inessa. I posted it onto Instagram, Twitter, Facebook, and Snapchat. The caption was 'The girl holding onto her baby is Iya. She's my girlfriend. If you don't know her; she's the multi-talented Russian girl whom I love dearly. The baby is Inessa. Inessa isn't my child, biologically. But in my heart and mind she is. Inessa's dad killed himself months ago. I will always and forever love Iya and Inessa. Inessa is my daughter and Iya is my girl. I love them both with every ounce of strength I have. Iya, if you see this, I promise to take care of you and Inessa no matter what. I love you so much Iya.' Inessa starting making cute little baby noises then cried. Iya swaddled the crying Inessa, "It's okay little one. Mama's here and so is papa." She cooed to Inessa. Iya gave Inessa a gentle kiss on the cheek. "Wanna hold her?" Iya asks me when Inessa calmed down. "I'd love to." I reply graciously. I swaddled my daughter and cried. "I may not be your biological papa, but I'm gonna be here for you no matter what happens." I cooed. Inessa's bright blue eyes met mine and she smiled. I smiled down at her. "You're the cutest little thing; just like your mama." I laughed softly. A nurse came in to take Inessa to the nursery. "Spasibo, Denys." "Pozhaluysta." I lovingly reply to Iya. She kissed my cheek. She smiled brightly at me. Iya dozed off, "Go to sleep." I whisper softly. Iya kissed my cheek then whispering "I love you." I smiled, blushing really bad as I told her that I love her too. She soon fell asleep.