I Found You (Ross Lynch)

(50) More Memories?

CHAPTER 50: Happy one week little girl! Surprises for Maeh?

MAEH'S POV.

"Mikey!" I called out. "MICHAEL!" I shouted. "What the hell?!" he answered looking at his phone. "What happened now Michael?"

"Nothing, what do you need princess?"

I couldn't get it out my mouth. I shuddered taking the test from behind my back. Passing it over to him. "Your pregnant?" he asked. "Mhm," I replied.

"Princess that's great! We get to make more memories! Another kiddo around this house won't hurt a bit." He laughed

Mikey is my boyfriend, I mean fiancé. We've been dating ever since Jeremy went to jail. That makes me sound like a slut, but Mikey loves me more than Jeremy ever did. And now Mikey, is going to be a dad.

"I'm scared," I shivered

"Babe, don't be scared, Isabel gets to have alittle brother or sister, honestly it's not that hard." he says

I was scared though, the thought of having another baby running around my household. Was completely scary. But, I'll get through it like my sister is.

"So, uh, when are we going to get married?" Mikey asked.

He started to bring the story up, trying to change the subject.

"I don't know, I'm not stressing over that, I'm stressing over this!" I screamed pointing at the stupid positive stick infront of me. I threw it across the room. "I can't do this," I shouted walking to another room to catch my breath. I layed down.

"Why am I doing this to myself!" I whispered. It was 3-4 months already.

I looked at myself in the mirror. "I'm such a fat slut.." I said as Mikey walked In. He saw me with the razor, and with a cut. "BABE? WHY ARE YOU CUTTING!!" he screaming and started to cry. "Because I need to, Now give me back that razor." I shouted as I saw black mascara running down my eyes. "NO NO NO!" He cried off.

That point. What the hell was I doing to myself. I could kill my baby.

"Stop," he said throwing the razor out the window. With that, Mikey was holding my hair back. "Ew." I groaned. I had threw up. "Its morning sickness." Mikey held out his hand to lift me up. My stomach was killing me. It was hurting bad.

I looked down and found a cut on my stomach. Is was dug deep. It was hurting, the pain was worst than ever.

"Why did you cut your stomach?" Mikey asked. "Were going to the doctors,"

A few minutes later a man called me in. I was bleeding, bleeding through my pants. The nurse looked at me. "Is she alright?"

I was getting death stares.

"Okay so what do we have here," the man pointed to the screen.

I was clueless on what was happening. "What do we have?" I asked "You lost one." He said disappointingly, "The danger for one leads danger for all of them." He repointed out. "Wait? Who's all?" Mikey asked.

"Well sir, you didn't know you were having triplets?" the man asked. "We actually just found out today!" I wiped the blood off my legs.

"Well your having twins now, you lost baby number three, but again you could possibly loose all of them," the man replied. "Oh no." I said in shock.

Who in the world likes getting a miscarriage.

Especially to a 4th. GOD! 4 children, I'm not happy, but I am happy, That, I lost it. "So we'll check up on you in a few weeks or so," the man smiled and we walked out.

"Damn, I need a shower," i sobbed. "I can't believe I lost my baby." he blamed it on me. "Honestly you blame every thing on me, why do you think I was cutting? I don't belong here." I cried a jumped out the car.

"Baby! come back, I didn't blame you!" he lied. "Screw you." I yelled and walked to Ciara's house.

As soon as I got in front of the door, Ciara already had the door open. "Oh honey! What's wrong?" she asked. "Mikey, blamed me for my miscarriage!" I cried. "I couldn't of been your fault! Babies die everyday!" Ciara welcomed me into her house. "I don't know, I lost one, have a total of 3. I can't do anything by myself. Mikey is being an ass." I said and layed down. "So where's, Isa?" she asked

"Oh she's with her grandmother for a few days." I smiled "Well here ya go," she handed me a pair of pajamas. "Goodnight Ciara," I fell asleep.

NATALIE'S POV.

"Your so cute." I giggled at Viviana because she was smiling in her sleep.

Shor and Ross walked in.

"Hey babe! Hey little babe," I smiled. "Hi sweeties," they both said. "Shit, babe can you get me a cloth, she puked again." I cussed.

"Yeah sure." he went to Viviana's room.

He walked back out with a cloth.

"Thank you." I smiled. Ross jumped on the couch sitting next to me. Pecking me on the lips. Slowly and passionately. "No," I spatted as he touched again "Ross!" I pushed away. "Sorry, caught up in our moment," he laughed. "Don't have very many," I said

He looked confused. "We have many."

"Our children, and when we first met?" he asked "Not very many," I frowned. "Doesn't mean we can't make more," he smirked. "What do you mean?" I asked

"I was kinda planing something with my sister yesterday, for a family trip," he said "Oh that's cool," I smiled

Noticing my baby was 1 week tomorrow :3

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