A Million Way's To Love You™∽For All Time∽♥Book 5

∽Chapter 24∽

*Michael's Point Of View*

Waking up this morning after last night is a hassle. My back and shoulder's are scratched and bit up, and I'm extremely tired. But I will admit, I think I needed that last night. A stress release. I know marriage is more than sexual chemistry but I think, having an emotional connection allows for sex to become love making therefore making up some the basics of marriage.

The other basic is stability and liability. I have been having trouble with both; stability mainly.  Therefore this morning, I plan on having a family meeting. In order to get a grasp of what's on everyone's mind. Even Jordyn if she decides to say more than 'Mama' and 'Dada'. Finally winning the battle over sleep, I slowly sit up in the bed and stretch.

When my hand's plop down onto the covers, I realize I'm alone. I glance to left. No Marilyn. I sigh and slowly swivel to the side of the bed, wiping my face. Finally gaining control of my body, I stand from the bed and walk over to the dresser across the room in search of boxers. Once I find a decent pair, I slide it on and search for Marilyn. "Mama?", I call, walking towards our bathroom. I don't receive a response.

I walk up to the door and lightly knock on it. I know she's in there, there's light seeping from the bottom of the door. "Mama... Are you okay?", I ask urgently. I hear her light movements before the door opens. She emerges from behind the door in her lavender robe, with teary eyes. She also looks like she is in pain.

"Mama what's wrong with you?", She limps over to the toilet then slowly sits on the lid. I watch, still waiting for an answer. "I don't know what's wrong with me. My... You know, it freakin' hurts, like someone's stabbing me there. Michael I'm scared.", I walk over to her. "Oh God... Did I do this?", She shrugs.

"I don't think so... It just really hurts.", She winces, holding the lower part of her abdomen. I run my hand's frustratedly through my already shaggy curls. "Want me to take a look?", She screws up her eyes. "What? How would you know if something is wrong?", I couldn't help but chuckle before replying. "I am very familiar with Kitty. I think I can tell if something is wrong. ", She glares at me for a minute.

"Now is not the time... ", I raise my hand's in defeat. "Okay,Okay... bad joke.  So do you want me to or not?", She sighs then nods. "Don't feel uncomfortable mama. It's just me... your husband.", I convince, pecking her forehead. She inhales deeply. "Just please hurry. It really freakin' hurts.", She winces again. I nod and step in front of her. "Is it everything or one part?", She rolls her eyes in agitation.

"Michael I'm not answering questions, just look at my fucking vagina! ", She snaps, still clinging to her abdomen. "Okay, okay. Just take a couple deep breaths.", She nods and begins the breathing exercise. I slowly squat down and spread her leg's carefully, trying to not add onto her pain. She hisses painfully, squeezing her eyes shut.

"I'm sorry mama... bare with me.", Slowly sliding her robe up her thighs, I get a good glimpse of her. "Mama can you lift your leg?", She lifts her right leg as I gently slide it onto my shoulder. Having a better look, I pinpoint her problem. Removing her leg, I rub her thigh and little before standing up. "Is it bad?", She asks, terror present in her tone.

"You're just swollen... I Can call a in-call doctor or Bill. ", -", And what in the hell will Bill do?! I don't want random people examining my vagina!", I lean against the sink. "What do you want to do then?", She covers her face with her hand's. "I don't know... ",-"Should I call Yuli?", Shakes her head, no. "I'm calling a doctor... ", She doesn't respond so I quickly walk out to call for a doctor.

*Marilyn's Point Of View*

I couldn't be in a more terrible position than I am now. I have a random 'well known' OBYN examining me, while Michael explains to Bill about last night and this morning. I really just want to be swallowed up right now. "And how is your monthly functions misses Jackson? ", The OBGYN; Doctor Radcliffe, asks, with her face still being greeted by kitty.