A story about two lovers

POV JESSICA 3 weeks before

I woke up with sharp pain at the hospital, coughing up blood. The doctor rushes in and helps me the best I can. You were sound asleep in a bed on the opposite side of the room for observation. You were pregnant and they had to make sure the baby was ok. We found out when you started to get morning sickness, you went to the doctor that's when we found out. The doctor cleaned my stitches and put a compress on my head since I had a fever of 105.9. She asked “want me to wake her?” I shake my head. “let her sleep, she doesn't need stress on the baby.” Even though I knew the baby wasn't mine I was going to help raise it. You were my wife so I'd do anything I would do for you. I was wincing and crying in pain which woke you up. You came over and got in bed with me kissing the scar of stitches. He had cut pretty deep into the tissue, close to my inner lining of my stomach. I would get constant pain for weeks to come. You sat there all night with me every time I winced in my sleep, you gently rubbed my stomach. Our babies tonight was staying with Luis and his girlfriend Carla. She was very good with kids, learned to babysit when she was younger. You get up and leave for speech while I slept. You gave me my binky which I had to suck on when the pain got so bad, you handed me my childhood teddy bear fluffers. Fluffers had been my bare since I was 5. I put in earbuds turning on a sad country music playlist. I missed your arms and knew you would be back when you could. All my past scars from when I was in prison made me cry as I traced fingers over them. Battle scars. From attempting in the past, to all the rough housing in the prison. I felt bad that I tried to kill him, but he did rape my wife. I felt bad for getting in all those fights in prison at first, but after a while I slowly learned to improve to protect my family. I finally had a happy family this baby is merely another obstacle we needed to get through.
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