Lost and Found: The sequel to Lover Boy

Chapter 11

DELILAH'S POV

How was I three months pregnant?

My brain is not comprehending this. At all. I turned back to the doctor, "Are you sure?" I whispered.

He nodded, "Yes, we did blood tests. There is a 99% chance they're correct." Tears welled up in my eyes again.

I nodded at him and turned back to Alex. As I did this my stomach began to feel funny. I heaved and ran to the bathroom in Alex's room, Tyler right behind me. I knelt at the toilet and began to vomit, Tyler grabbed my hair just before it fell into the toilet too. He rubbed my back as I finished puking everything in my stomach up, which wasn't much. I can't remember the last time I ate or drank anything.

He helped me stand so I could rinse my mouth out, I turned to open the bathroom door and saw my lower abdomen in the full length mirror. I gasped.

"How did I not notice this?" I questioned. I put my hand on the bump that had started to form on my small figure, "Just how?"

I caught Tyler's eyes in the mirror, he looked at me for a second before answering, "Do you realize how much you've been through? When would you have had time to notice?" He said.

I turned to him and buried my face into the crook of his neck, he kissed the top of my head and said, "Its going to be alright."

I pulled away from my big brothers embrace, as he moved the hair from my eyes I said, "I know. I'm just scared. Well. Guess I have to go face him now." I opened the door and looked at my boyfriend.

I took a deep breath.

"Alex," I started, walking towards him, "I'm- uh- three months pregnant, but its Jakes." My voice cracked and I started to cry again. He just looked up at me, "Oh, Delilah. I'm so sorry."

"You're not mad?" I asked, still unsure.

"No, I could never be mad at you over something like this. Its not your fault. He held you captive and raped you over and over. Its okay."

I smiled and wiped my tears, I was happy for the first time in months.

What was I going to do with this situation though?

ALEX'S POV

She's pregnant? Why? How?

I'm not mad in any way. I mean, its not her fault. Its his.

I just can't process this. I mean its not mine, but I know that I can't be mad. Because he held her hostage and raped her over and over. She was bound to get pregnant I guess.

I was lost in my day dreams when the doctor came back.

"Excuse me? Delilah? You need to have an ultrasound to make sure everything is okay. Especially because you haven't had any prenatal care."

She nodded, "Can Alex come too? I really need him." She almost pleaded, her hand falling to her abdomen. The doctor looked at me and then back to her small frame with those doe eyes, "Yes. Lets get him into a wheelchair."

Nurses came into the room to help me into a wheelchair and to help with my IV's, one nurse began to push me, but Tyler quickly took over. We followed the doctor to the fourth floor (two floors up from the one we were on, if anyone was wondering.) and he introduced us to Delilah's new prenatal doctor. Her name was Addison Montgomery, but she told us to call her Addison. We all shook hands and we followed her to the exam room.

We crowded in. Delilahs' support team.

Delilah was on the table, Addison was to her right, I was to her left Tyler was behind me and Cami on my left. We all watched the small screen in silent anticipation. Was it twins? Triplets? Did she even carry those genes?

Then Addison smiled when she spoke, "Its just one healthy baby, but its still too early to tell the gender."

I sighed in relief, I don't know if I could watch Delilah go through the pain of twins like my mom did.

FLASHBACK

"You're going to be a big brother!" my parents told me excitedly.

I was six. That wasn't very exciting to me, but I nodded and smiled like I cared anyway.

I went every month with my mom to her prenatal appointments, since apparently she couldn't get them done while I was at school. I never understood why I had to go, it was just two blobs on a screen that she cried over every time. "My miracles" She would say like I wasn't sitting two feet from her.

When we were celebrating her eight month milestone her water broke. It was such a fowl smell and all the blood was a sight. I tried to help dad clean the blood and help her, but I wasn't much use being six and all.

When the ambulance arrived I climbed into the back with my mom, I needed her to be okay. I was so scared and all I kept thinking about was the pink room with dark brown cribs. I needed them to be okay. I needed them more than I knew.

When we arrived they took my mom straight to emergency surgery. I sat with dad, trying to comprehend everything. All he could do was cry.

Around 3 hours later the doctor came to talk to us. He said that they tried incredibly hard, but that one of the twins had suffered too much distress from the cords getting tangled around the other one and strangling her. He explained that she was dead on arrival and they could not resuscitate her, despite their best efforts. He also explained that twin A as they called her was doing perfect for being a month early.

When the doctor left my dad hit the floor in tears. "One of my babies is dead" is all he could say.

When we went to the room so see mom and Victoria, mom was holding a bundle and crying. She was still holding Elizabeth, and she wouldn't hold Victoria and neither would dad. I went over to the little rolling cot they had Victoria in and watched her sleep. She was incredibly adorable, and at the time I didn't quite understand why they wouldn't hold her.

Later I learned that they had decided they couldn't bear to have one twin and not the other, so they put her up for adoption before we ever left the hospital. When we returned home my mom put the carseats and the portion of the carseat that was in the car in their room and closed the door.

The door stayed closed for years, its still closed I believe.

"ALEX!" Delilah shook me a little, "Are you okay?" I nodded.

I nodded, startled by her sudden loudness.

We all kind of looked at each other, not really knowing what to say. We thanked Addison and she left to give us some time. We all just sat in silence for a few minutes until Delilah spoke up.

"I don't want to keep it."

It felt like the air was sucked out of the room.

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Hey y'all! Any Grey's Anatomy fans?? I know Addison is for special cases, but I figured she was a good one to use.

ANYWAY.

I guess everyone kinda guessed D wouldn't want to keep him.

WHAT ABOUT ALEX'S BACKSTORY THOUGH??

Any who.

See y'all when I update again.

Kaiti,xx