A Million Ways To Love You™(Never Let Go)♥ Book 3✔️

♥Chapter 23♥

*Michael's Point Of View *

I look at her still tired. She runs her hands over her face covering herself with the sheets..Tell me what's wrong mama you're scaring me, She looks at me. "Michael I have an appointment, And we just... I'm screwed ", Only by me though I prefer calling it making Love but whatever works for you, I said playfully she hits my chest. "Michael I'm serious, We didn't even... God I'm screwed!", She starts slipping out of the bed taking the covers with her. I grab her wrist. Bsbygirl breath and calm down, "I can't! I can't I.. God this is messed up! ",So whst you might be pregnant that's not so bad right?, "Wrong!, Michael I don't even know if what happened with... Michael I just can't be pregnant ", I sigh. I know you don't want to but babygirl it isn't all that bad we can make half of one of the kid's room a nursey or I can start looking for another house! I can start now I-, "Michael! I already told you I couldn't have anymore  kid's the doctor said there would definitely be problem's ", She walks into the bathroom dropping the sheets. I grab a robe following her. She slips on some panties. I bite my lip and watch. She groans looking at me agitatedly. "Mivhael please get dressed if you're coming with me ", I stand there a few more minutes before walking away. I still don't see the big deal. Yes the complications but still another baby would be amazing. I guess coming from a big family I want a big one as well. I slowly take my time finding an outfit to wesr. Marilyn quickly gets dressed. I laugh as she glares at me. I like annoying her sometimes. I can't help that. I'm childish I know. "Michael please hurry the hell up! ", I button my last button on my red flannel shirt. OK mama calm down, She shakes her head and grabs a pair of black Tom's from the closet. I watch her bend and slide them on her feet. I can't help it I'm super duper hot right now. And it's not because of the weather. Marilyn stands back up and looked at me oddly. "Michael are you ok? ", I slowly nod. Let's go, She nods grabbing her purse and fixing her belt on her black skinnies. I follow her downstairs. You want to grab a bite to eat before we leave?, "I had a full morning ,come on I'm going to be late ", I smirk at her response.  We basically rush out the door. It was more Marilyn pushing me outside.  The entire ride Marilyn looked out the window. She was shaking her right leg. either she's mad or nervous. Obviously nervous.  I place my free hand on her thigh. calm down mama, "Mich-", Shhh repest after me, "Mich-" ah ah ah repeat after me, She sighs. I can do this..., "Michael I'm not going to do that yoga shit or whatever ", I chuckle.  You really need to check into yoga, "I'm just worried Michael that's all, I'm scared too I'm 36 I can't have a baby ", Yes you can, "you're just saying that because you want another child ", I pull into the plaza of the OBGYN offices. I stop the car and grabbed her hand. I'm saying this because I'm sick of you doubting everything... have faith, She doesn't say anything. I lean to kiss her. Can papa get some sugar?, She smiles and kisses me softly. I break the kiss staring at her intensely. Faith babygirl, she nods and we climb out of the car. We slowly approach the door. I can feel Marilyn tense up. She squeezes my hand a little hard. when we enter the office surprisingly it waa quite empty. We find a place to sit and Marilyn grabs a magazine flipping through it nervously. Did you tell Yuli?,  "I forgot to, She has enough problems ", I nod in agreement.  "Marilyn Jackson? ",said her doctor after about 15 minutes of waiting.  Marilyn stands up as I do the same. We walk to the doctor who was holding the door open for us. I smile at her as we past by her.

*Marilyn's Point Of View *

I hate waiting I really do. Waiting leads to anticipation. Anticipation leads to dread. I'm at dread. I'm waiting for the results. Dr.McKnight did the regular check up and I'm ok everything is fine. I told her about my pregnancy scare. So she ran some test which was difficult considering the fact me and Michael not only got intimate but without protection. I'm just beyond scared.  what would the kid's think? what would our parents think? what if something goes wrong?,  I know this is just adding to my stress but o really can't help that I'm extremely nervous. I play with the hospital gown I was instructed to put on. Michael gave up trying to calm me so he is just sitting beside in a chair by the hospital bed that I'm on. He looks at me like he wants to say something so bad but he keeps quiet. I was going to say something but the door opened. "Mrs and Mr Jackson I have your results ", Michael looks at her impatiently because of her dramatic pause.  "Well as of your results you are.... "...

To Be Continued....