Wilmer Valderrma's Daughter

Ch. 16

Demi's pov

"You ready to go see your sister Ariana?" I ask.

"Yeah mommy. I want to see sissy." She nods.

"And after we'll go to the playground. Does that sound good?" Wilmer asks.

She smiles widely and nods, "Fun daddy." She says.

"Alright let's get going then." I say.

I let Wilmer get Ariana into her car seat as I lock the front door and get into the passengers seat. But that doesn't mean I don't watch him and make sure she's in it correctly. I am still over protective from the front seat as well.

"There ya go. All good?" Wilmer asks once he hears the buckle snap.

"Yeah daddy. I good." She responds.

I hear the door close and Wilmer gets into the drivers seat and we're on our way to my appointment. My 6 month appointment. Still believing it's gone by so fast.

When I get to the doctor I'm put in a room and Ariana gets in bed with me like usual, "Alright Demi can you lift your shirt up?" Dr. Blanchard asks.

"Yeah." I say.

I move my shirt and let it sit right under my bra. I watch her grab the gel and wand and I shift as she puts the cold gel onto my stomach.

"I'm sorry, I know it's cold. I think it may be colder than usual. The bottle even feels rather cold." She says.

"It's fine." I chuckle.

I watch her move the wand around I see her face fill with worry as she performs the ultrasound and I look at Wilmer worriedly. He gives my hand a squeeze as if to tell me it'll be alright, but my nerves are telling me their wise.

"She's behind development wise. She's small." Dr. Blanchard says.

What? How is she behind? Ive been eating enough for her and I've been stress free. I haven't changed anything since the last appointment.

"Will She be alright?" I ask.

She looks at me, "I haven't finished." She sighs.

I bite my lip as I feel my heart just drop into my stomach. This can't be good.

"I failed to see this earlier, but you were having twins. Baby B was hidden behind baby A and their heart beats were so similar that it just sounded like one. Baby B has been miscarried. However he's taking most of the nutrition it looks like. It's left baby a with hardly anything. It's why she's starting to fall behind." She says.

I feel my entire world crash down on me. I lost a baby. I failed it and now I'm failing the little girl Wilmer and I, and Ariana, have been so excited to meet.

"Is she going to make it?" My voice shakes.

"I truthfully don't know. It's be a miracle if she did. You're going to have to eat more than what you do now. I think if you eat more then there's a chance she can get enough nutrition to keep going. She'll be in bad shape once she gets here, but she'll make it and we can get her on what she needs to help her then." She says.

I nod as I try and fight back my tears. Trying to keep a brave face for the little girl next to me who's been so excited through it all.

"Alright." I say hoarsely.

I get a small talk over what's going to happen with my labor, if it even happens, which is I'll push either one dead baby out with an alive one. Or I'll have a c-section to deliver two dead babies. In other words, both options are going to be rough.