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epilogue.

Saturday, 1 year later.

"I don't want anything to do with him! He is not my son, I don't know what the hell is wrong with him," Calum growled.

"He is your flesh and blood! How dare you talk about him like that! It's not him fault he's like that and I think he's just special!" I sneered.

"Keep him, I want nothing to do with him, I will pay for his child support but I won't be his father," Calum picked up his luggage and started toward the door.

"You know what?! I don't need anything from you! I can raise him on my own, asshole!" I slammed the door shut right after her exist through it.

"Mommy? Are you okay?" Irma came out of her baby brother's room and over to me. I was sitting on the floor, against the wall with my face in my hands.

"I'll be fine princess, Calum doesn't understand that Mat is really special," I sighed. Irma sat down next to me and laid her head on my shoulder then taking my hand and intertwining our fingers.

"I'll be here to help, mommy," she smiled softly.

"I know, darling," I mumbled and kissed her forehead softly.

flashback.

calum and i had found out that i was pregnant a while back, we had sex after going to a bar and getting drunk. i was about 7 months pregnant when we found out that something might be wrong with the baby.

once i gave birth, turned out that the baby was deaf and the doctors said that they could operate on him but there was a 50/50 percent chance that he would live. calum tried to adjust to this but after 3 months, he couldn't.

he chose to believe that the baby wasn't his, he hated the fact that our baby was different, that something was "wrong" with him. which leads to where we are now, calum walking out.

end of flashback.

Irma had fallen asleep leaning against me, I softly pick her up and walk to her room, then setting her on her bed. After making sure that she was all tucked in, I went to check on my 3 month old baby.

His name is Mateo, but I call him Mat
for short. He looks like Calum, with his dark hair and eyes. It's hard to imagine the future, will he ever be able to hear noises or will he be deaf for all of his life. I guess it's too soon to tell.

I remember when I gave birth to him, the doctors when to get him tested and he failed at hearing, I cried. I wouldn't change him at all but it sucks to find out that your little boy can't hear you speaking to them or singing to them. He can't hear her older sister calling out for him, he can't listen to the birds chirping in the morning.

As soon as we found out, my mom and I signed up to learn sign language. We wanted to be able him grow and to understand him, to make him feel comfortable. I also teach Irma little things so she can also communicate.

flashback.

"come on, come with us," ash groaned as he tried to drag me out of my bed.

"no, i feel sick," i crawl under my blankets.

"you've been feeling sick for a long time," he rolls his eyes and sits on the corner of my bed.

"because i'm pregnant," my voice comes out muffled under the layers.

"what?" his voice was shocked so i knew that he heard what i had said.

"you heard me," i push down the blanket to show just my eyes.

"who's is it?"

"calum's."

"when?"

"the night we all went to the bar, we left early."

"are you okay?"

"yeah, i just need to tell him," i sighed and sat up from my bed.

"who else have you told?"

"my mom, that's it," i shrug.

"you know you have to tell him soon right?"

"yeah, i know," i sighed again.

end of flashback.

I told Calum that night, he was excited and he was happy. He hugged me and picked me up then twirled me. He even got Irma and told her of her new found sibling. He came with me to every ultrasound and went shopping with me. He even read books about taking care of babies.

When I was going through labor, he instructed me to do the breaths and calming me until we got to the hospital. He let me crush his hand as I pushed our angel out, he cried of happiness. It went down hill when Mat got tested, his tears of happiness became tears of sadness.

He held him, kissing his forehead and whispered sweet words even though he knew that he couldn't hear anything. Once I got to hold him, his tiny hand got a hold of my pinky finger, the tears slipped. When Irma got to meet him, I had to explain that her little brother couldn't hear her cause he was special.

After a while, Calum's love for Mateo faded as he couldn't do anything for him, he gave up. We fought a lot, he blamed me for something I had no control over. While Calum started to hate her, Joy and Mali became a big part in Mat's life, they adored him.

Mateo stirred in his sleep and began to whine, I checked the time and it was time for him to eat. I picked him up and sat in the rocking chair to breastfeed him. As he ate I signed 'I love you' to him, I know it was too early for him to understand but he would get it eventually.

"Everything is going to be okay," I kissed his forehead.

The End.