Love Can't Die |M.C.|

Chapter 18

*Emmie*

It was 1 week after I saw Michael. Saph got better and was getting into things like she usually did. Sara, Casey's mom, was watching her for me while I went to work and got money. I wanted to pay her but she wouldn't let me. She said that I already had enough to worry about. I was thankful for that because a waitress salary is not a very good one.

I had on my uniform and saw someone sitting at one of my tables. I went over, taking my notepad and pen out and said nicely "Can I take your order?" I looked up for the first time and saw Michael sitting there looking up at me. My eyes were wide as I just stared at him. His hair changed from the other night to now a dark blue. Before it was a green.

He looked back down at the menu and said "Yeah I would like a hamburger with some fries and to buy your lunch." Smooth fucker.

"O-ok. What to drink with that?" I said writing it down.

"A coke please and thank you." he said handing me his menu, smiling at me.

I took it and went back to the kitchen and put his order in before taking a coffee pot and going around filling people's coffee cups. One guy was rude though. He was sitting by Michael and when I asked him nicely if he wanted some more coffee, he glared at me and yelled "If I want more I tell ya!" I so bad wanted to just dump it on his head and faked a smile before saying through gritted teeth "Ok sir." Before walking over and putting the pot up. I grabbed another person's meal and was walking to them when the guy stuck out his foot and tripped me, causing some food to land on his and his wife.

I landed on my hands and knees and he growled and got up before yelling "Watch where you're going you piece of shit!" before kicking me. I hissed in pain and heard someone growled before hearing a clash. I looked up, to see Michael had tackled the dude. I scrambled up and grabbed Michael just as he punched the dude in the face.

"Stop Michael! I'm fine!" I said pulling him off the dude.

"Sure. Tell that to your bruising side." He said pointing to my side. I looked down and saw my shirt had rose a bit, showing my side where the man kicked me.

"Just sit down Mikey." I said quietly. He made me sit down before lifting my shirt enough to look at the bruise. He barely touched it and I hissed. He sighed and pulled my shirt down and went to the counter and told the manager what happened and asked for a bag of ice. He sat down beside me and placed the bag on my side and sighed.

"How can you not dump coffee on people like that?" He whispered looking up at me.

"I can't because I have to make money." I said taking the bag from him and holding it to my own side.

He looked my straight in the eyes and said "How old is your daughter?"

"Almost 2." I whispered. Her birthday was in a couple of weeks.

"What's her name?" He asked, playing with his napkin. His food came out and he offered some of his fries to me. I shook my head. I didn't want to take them.

"Saphire." I whispered before sneakily taking one of his fries. He smirked at me as I ate it, smirking.

"Who's her dad?" He said quietly. He couldn't do the math? Well he probably could. He might of just wanted to hear it from me. I gulped and looked out the window. I didn't know how to say it. I didn't want to turn his world upside down. I didn't want him to give up his life to take care of a little girl.

"Who's her dad?" He asked a bit louder.

I cringed and immediately said "You." without thinking about it. I just didn't want him to yell at me. He dropped his fry and stared at his plate. It was quiet for a few minutes and I couldn't take it anymore. "Please say something." I begged.

He looked at me and hesitated before grabbing my face and smashing his lips to mine. I dropped my bag of ice and wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him back. I missed his lips so bad. I missed him. I missed his touch. I missed everything. But then memories from that night flooded back and I couldn't take it anymore. I pulled away and looked down.

"Emmie I'm sorry for what I said that night. I regretted it ever since I realized I lost you forever. I missed you. I missed you coming into my room in the middle of the night and curling up with me. I missed protecting you. I missed your lips. I missed you. I'm sorry you had to go through your pregnancy without me. I'm sorry you had to give birth without me being there telling you it was ok. I'm sorry." He said lifting my chin to look at him.

Tears were rolling down my cheeks and I didn't know what to do. I wanted to kiss him again so bad, but then I just wanted to run. "I promise I won't hurt you again. I won't let anyone hurt you or Saphire. I'll be there from now on. I'll help you with Saphire from now on. She's my daughter too and I want to help." he said, wiping my tears.

I nodded and buried my face in his chest, my arms wrapped around him. I squeezed my eyes shut and silently cried. I didn't like crying in public. He held me close and played with my hair softly, knowing that would calm me down. He got up and picked me up when my manager said I could leave early.

He carried me outside and said "I don't have a car so can we take yours?" I smiled and nodded, handing him my keys before curling up in his arms. I pointed to my car and he set me inside before driving to where I told him my house was.

We pulled up outside and he helped me out and I saw Sara and Saph sitting out in the front yard playing with toys. I smiled and went to them, my side still hurting. Michael walked beside me, his hand on my back incase I fell. I sat down by the blanket and saw Saphire smile and immediately stand up and walk to me.

"Good girl!" I said smiling, picking her up and kissing her all over her face. She laughed and tried to kiss my nose. I held her close and looked up at Michael, who was still standing up. Sara got up and point to the spot where she was sitting, which was across from me, and went inside. Michael sat down and I stood Saphie up so she was facing Michael and I said "See that man right there? That's daddy. Go to daddy." She looked at me before looking at Michael and smiling before walking to him, stumbling and falling into his arms.

Michael smiled and held her close, watching her with awe in his eyes. She had green eyes like him, had his nose, and his natural hair color. She reached up and grabbed his nose and moved his head down, trying to kiss his nose.

I smiled and saw him laugh slightly before grabbing her and tossing her in the air before catching her. She was laughing and it was the most beautiful sound I had ever heard. I loved everything about them. Maybe we could be a happy family.