Paige.
LA, California.
The Hospital.
1:30 am.
"Paige, what? Why didn't you tell anyone?" Nee exclaimed.
"You understand what I'm going through. I was 4 months pregnant when I had the miscarriage. I was technically raped by him while I was pregnant with his child. He cheated on me, too. I didn't even know I was pregnant until the doctor said I had to deliver my dead child!" Paige cried.
"I'll leave you two in here to talk." Ray stood up and walked over to the twins cribs, rolling them out with him.
"Paige, why didn't you tell me? I was there with you, I could've supported you." Nee cried.
"That's the point. I didn't want your support. I wanted Jacob's support but he was here supporting another woman." I cried.
"Come here." she sighed, wiping her face.
I stood up and climbed into the hospital bed along with her. She pulled the thin blanket over the two of us and turned facing me. She looked in my eyes and shook her head.
"How long has it been?" she asked
"I was pregnant when the tour started. The doctors predicted that I was in between 3 and 4 months pregnant. The baby had been dead for three days. I couldn't pass it because of complications and that's why I got so sick."
"Does Prince know?" she asked.
"He deserves to know. I mean, I'll tell him soon but I have to get there first. Its a struggle talking about it right now."
"Just rest for now." Nee suggested.
We laid there in silence for a good ten minutes. My face was stained with tears and she constantly wiped them away, comforting me.
"You know, they did some close research and it might've been a girl." I forced a small smile.
"Wow!" Nee smiled.
"I would've named her Jia Nicole. I always wanted to name my first baby girl after Grandma Jiana." I cried.
"Paige, everything will be fine. I'm by your side every step of the way. You're not alone, I'm doing this with you. We both went through similar losses. Its gonna hurt, you're gonna want to give up, but you gotta keep moving for the people you love. Juaquin needs you, you can't give up in him." she brushed a few pieces of hair out of my face.
Tess.
LA, California.
The Condo.
12:35 pm.
"Babe, do you have the bags?" I yelled to Chres.
"Yeah, chill out. Why can't we just drop them off at their house and then go to the hospital?" Chres whined.
"I wanna give them the presents!" I said as I put his shake in his travel cup.
"You got my shake?" he yelled.
"Yell at me again!" I threatened with a smile.
I grabbed his shakes and exited the kitchen. He had the bags in his hand, standing by the door.
"You seem eager to leave." I smirked.
"Look, you already woke me up early as shit, lets go already." he rolled his eyes.
He's had this little attitude all morning. Its funny to me.
We walked out of the condo and he locked the door. He carries the bags to the car while I held his travel cup. When we got to the car, he felt around in his pockets for the keys. He finally pulled them out and looked over to me.
