Melwood- Falling in Love Behind the Cameras

Lost it

Melissa's POV

Dinner with Chris was amazing. I missed just being able to talk to him, no worries in the back of my mind, no fear of being hurt. I savored every moment, every time he laughed, made a joke, held my hand. I helped him load dishes after our meal. As I grabbed one of the plates I felt a sharp pain in my lower abdomen. It threw me off a bit and I had to regain my balance. Chris turned around and saw me struggling.

"Melissa! Are you okay? What's wrong?" He came over and helped stabilize me.

The sharp pain continued, "Yeah, Yeah I'm okay. I'm just a little tired, it was a long day. I'm just going to lay down." I made some excuse to convince him it was nothing. He didn't know about the pregnancy yet, and if this pain had anything to do with it, it's not the way I intended for him to find out.

As I rushed down the hall to the bedroom, I felt a warmth start to spread down my legs. No, I thought, no no, please no. I changed my route and instead rushed toward the bathroom. Once I entered I removed my pants to find that blood was spreading down my legs. One word, one devastating word flashed in my mind. Miscarriage, I thought, I'm having a miscarriage.

The word felt so distant, so unreal. I never imagined it actually happening to me. I thought I was supposed to be the safest place for my baby, but as I looked down at the blood, as the pain stabbed through my stomach like a knife, I realized that my child was dead. Tears welled up in my eyes as I cleaned myself up. I sat in the bathroom for a couple minutes just sobbing. I got changed and laid in bed just trying to think, take it all in. The future I thought I was going to have just this afternoon was gone, just like that.

I guess there was no point in telling Chris. I mean, the baby wasn't coming, it was gone. He never knew, so why make him sad and tell him. Chris walked in while I laid there.

"Hey, you ok?" He said taking his shirt off to change. He slipped on an old t-shirt for pajamas.

"Yeah, I'm better now, I just needed to rest for a bit," I replied grabbing the corner of the blanket on his side. I pulled the blanket up so he could get in. He took off his pants so he was just in his boxers and climbed into bed next to me. I dropped the blanket on top of him and he wrapped his arm around me.

"Are you sure?" He asked kissing my forehead.

"Yes, I'm sure," I replied. I was not.

Chris turned the TV on and I laid there in his arms. I was so full of sadness, but laying there with him made me feel better, safer. I wanted to lay there forever, I wanted the world to disappear. I wanted to forget everything so much that I even forgot about the little gift I left in a box in that very room.

Chris's POV

The next morning I woke up to an empty bed. Melissa must have gotten up before I did. I slowly got up and yawned sitting at the edge of the bed. I stared at all of the boxes on the room, so much to unpack. I walked down to the kitchen to find Melissa making some breakfast.

"What's this?" I ask scratching my back and yawning once more.

"Well you made dinner, it's only fitting that I make breakfast," she smiled and gave me a kiss when I walked over to her. 

"You know the point of us living together was so I could wake up with you, right?"

"Yeah, but you wouldn't mind some pancakes, would you?" She flipped a pancake as I put my hands on her waist and rested my chin on her shoulder. 

"Oh my god, stop it, I'm gonna mess up!" she giggled. I planted kisses up and down her neck. She sighed and turned her head to expose more of her neck for me to kiss.

"Really? You want me to stop?" I whispered in her ear while grinning. She turned her head to me, our bodies still facing the stove. She smiled, but for a second her face darkened. For a second all joy left her eyes and the corners of her mouth dropped down. Before I could react she perked her face back up and placed her lips on mine. The kiss was so sweet, so loving that I forgot about that small, tiny moment of unhappiness in her face.

I backed away from the kiss and went over to make some coffee. We sat down at the counter and started to eat breakfast.

"So, it's Saturday, which means we don't have to work, which means you can spend the whole day with me!" I said sweetly.

She laughed and took a bite of her food. "You know we have to finish unpacking," Melissa said with her mouth full.

"Ugh fine, but after let's do--other stuff," I said raising my eyebrows jokingly.

She started laughing, "What do you mean by other stuff?" She blushed and rested her chin in the palm of her hand. I reached over and tucked a piece of her hair behind her ear.

"Oh, I think you know what I mean," I playfully winked and she chuckled.

Then it happened again, her face dropped, the brightness left, but only for a second. This time I could react.

"Hey, you okay?" I asked.

She quickly looked back up at me. "Yes, of course! Let's finish putting the boxes away."

We cleaned up and went into the bedroom to finish unpacking the last boxes. It was mostly her clothes, which she unpacked, but I started on a box labeled "for the master bedroom." It mostly had things like fake plants and candles, so I started unloading things onto a desk in the room. As I got to the bottom of the box I found a smaller box with a bow on it. I read the label- "to Chris, xoxo." It looked neat, pristine, like a lot of effort was put into the appearance.

"Hey," I called to Melissa, "what's this?"

She turned around, but my eyes were still glued on the box. I heard her make a small gasp

"It's um, i-i-it's nothing. I um--yeah it's nothing. Don't worry about it, just um-- it's a really bad gift, I think I'm going to exchange it" She said starting to inch forward as if implying to take the box from me. It was so sweet of her to think of me, get me a gift. 

"Hey, this is so thoughtful! Don't be embarrassed." I smiled as I started to take the lid off the box. 

"No!" She almost shouted and whacked the box out of my hands.

"Melissa! It's not that big of a deal--" I started. Melissa crossed her arms and looked down, ashamed. I stared at the contents of the box strewn across the floor. A tiny baby onesie lay half unfolded at my feet. To the right of it was a small plastic stick turned upside down. "Mel...?" I said questioningly as I crouched down to pick up the stick. My hands shook as I flipped it over, knowing what it was. A million thoughts rushed through my head when I saw that plus sign. What did this mean for us? Were we ready? Why didn't she want to tell me? But one sentence ran through my brain, more important than anything else-- I was going to be a father.

"Melissa! You're pregnant! That's amazing I'm so--" I started getting excited, I rushed over to hug her but she backed away from me.

"Was. I was pregnant." She said still not looking at me. She was tearing up. "But I lost it."

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Author's note

I hoped you liked this chapter even though it was kinda sad. Don't worry more sad things will come, but also happy things!! I will probably update in the next week. THANK YOU FOR 1.1K READS!!! This is my first story ever so I'm super thankful!!!!! Plz comment below any suggestions, they are greatly appreciated!!