"what do you mean its gone?" i said.
"its.. " she whispered. "may i speak to you somewhere more private?"
i turned around, and diego was no longer there.
"okay, sure.." i said.
"ok so." she began. "i am so sorry that i have to tell you this. your son.. didn't make it.."
"w-what?!"
"i am so sorry. apparently he wasn't crying when he came out of the uterus so then we realized something was wrong, and that was that his heart wasn't working. i am SO sorry for your loss."
"i- i-"
"i can't imagine what you are going through.. god bless you and your family, chloe."
i couldn't take anymore of it so i ran to the bathroom. i started crying. i just sat there in the stall, crying. i was confused and upset. i wasn't prepared to have a child yet but for some reason this made me go in a bad position. i hated the thought of miscarriage. who wouldn't? that baby was about to have a life, and it didn't.. but what was the point of it being sent to the world if it wasn't even going to experience it? I really felt bad. it was overwhelming.
ethan's pov
i sat in the waiting room for an update. i couldn't believe it. i was about to have a child and now it was gone. it hurt. i was confused about how i felt. i didn't know who was going to raise it even when it was born. i felt so irresponsible.
i saw chloe come into the room. she sat down, but not next to me. her red puffy eyes indicated that she had been crying . i went to sit next to her.
"h-hi." i mumbled.
"hi.."
"can we talk.. please.."
"yeah."
"i am really sorry that his happened to us."
"me too."
"it'll be okay."
"i don't know. its just.. i am so confused," she said as her voice broke. "like.. I don't know how to feel. should i feel sad or relieved? what the fuck man?" she cried hysterically into my arms. i hated seeing her this way.
"the thing is," she said while crying, "i made my decision right before i got the news. i was talking to my boyfriend. i told him that i had no choice but to raise the baby with you. i did it for our son. i feel horrible. its like i wasn't ready to raise the baby but then i was," she looked at me. "that was about to be our SON, ethan." she continued crying.
she made her final decision right before? i knew that she hated the though of miscarriage, abortion, etc. i was ready to raise a life. I wiped the tears off her face.
"i have to go," she said.
"where?"
"to make things right." she gulped.
***
chloe's pov
i went to stop by at diego's. i had to talk to him.
i went into his room and saw him sitting there with his hoodie over his head. he looked toward me.
"we need to talk." i said.
"About how you lied to me?"
"i'm sorry that i didn't tell you."
"apology not accepted."
"LET ME EXPLAIN-"
"I HEARD ENOUGH. you were having a fucking child with your ex and you decided not to tell me.
"AT LEAST I TOLD YOU AT ALL!" i cried. "that doesn't matter, because it's dead now!"
"what?"
"yeah.."
"that doesn't change the fact that you still hid it from me. and you were going to raise it with HIM."
"what the fuck was i supposed to do! i didn't want to send it to a foster home or an adoption center."
"wouldn't you rather raise it with me?.."
"what?! its way too early for us to raise a child together. i haven't even been your girlfriend for that long."
"you should have told me sooner."
"it was difficult, im really sorry."
"come here," he sighed. i laid in the bed next to him and he hugged me. "i'm sorry for your loss, baby. but please don't hide things from me like that. how are you feeling?"
"confused. tired. upset. shitty."
"awe. i'll be back, babe."
he went out the door.
***
"i'm back," he smiled as he woke me up from my nap.
"where were you." i yawned.
"look," he said. he had a bunch of bags. i looked inside. there was ice cream, chocolate, nutella, chips, mcdonalds, cookies, candy and a big ass teddy bear.
"i love you right now, you know that?" i chuckled. "but then i hate you for making me a fat ass."
"bih i bough this for you and yo spoiled ass." he said. "by the way the skittles are mine."
"fight me." i smiled and kissed him. i dragged him on the bed and i turned netflix on.
