Chapter Four

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Michael was asleep in the hospital bed on the other side of the room.

He's wasn't beat up that bad. Sadly, Michael does have a black eye and a few scratches.

The doctors found something in me and had to take a few tests. I'm not so sure what it is though. They said my bruises will go away and that I'm lucky to be alive. If I was beat more, I'd probably be broken. The doctors also told me to take it easy on ballet.

I sat on a bed in the same room as Michael.

A nurse walked in and quickly walked towards me with her notes.

"Ms. Gordy, I have some great news for you." She sweetly said with a southern accent.

I smiled, "What's that?"

She smiled at me, "Well, you're going to be just fine. Your baby is doing fine as well. But Ms. Gordy, you need to eat more. Your weight is not at a healthy state and it may affect the baby," She said.

My smile dropped. Baby?

"Ms. Gordy, are you alright? Do you need me to get you some more water?" She asked with concern.

I shook my head, "N-No thank you. I um.. I'm just happy my baby is alright.." I forced a smile.

The nurse smiled at me, "Congratulations." She said as she walked out of the room.

"What is she congratulating you on?" I heard Michael's sleepy voice call.

"Um.. S-She said that I'm good to go, Michael." I lied, turning my body towards him.

"Oh." Michael softly said.

"That's good." He yawned.

I stared at the white wall in front of me. What am I going to do with a baby? I'm only nineteen.

I slowly turned to Michael. What am I going to tell him? Oh my god, I'm all alone. I can't raise a baby by myself! I'll be a terrible mother! I can hardly take care of myself! O-

"Mia?" Michael asked, looking at me.

"Are you alright?" He asked in concern as he got up.

"Um...Yeah.." I softly said, looking at the ground as I kicked my legs.

Michael sighed. "You're lying, Mia."

He knows me too well now.

I sighed, "Michael, my Uncle is in jail. I can't keep the house with the paycheck I get from ballet. Where am I going to live?"

Michael started smiling at me.

"What?" I asked, crossing my arms.

"You can live with me!" Michael said.

My eyes went a little wide, "What?"

"Yeah, you can live with me! I don't have my own place yet.. I'm sure mom and Joesph wouldn't mind." Michael smiled widely.

I sighed, "Michael.. It's your home. I don't want to be a bother.." I softly said.

"You won't be a bother at all! Mum and Joesph like you! I won't be so lonely anymore." He smiled.

I smirked, "I don't really have a say or choice in this, do I?"

Michael smirked back, "Nope!"

I chuckled, "Alright then. I guess I'm living with you, Mr. Jackson."

Michael chuckled, "I guess so, Ms. Gordy."

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Michael and I were checked out of the hospital once his parents arrived.

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