Better Left Unsaid

Chapter 9

"You're up," Ana smiled. "Come here. I want to talk to you." Ana patted on the empty space beside her.

"Is everything okay?" Lena asked, taking a seat.

"Um yeah, kind of. I don't know." Ana spoke, shrugging.

"What did the doctor say?"

"Well, it turned out that I'm--"

"Hello, Lena," Olga entered the room. "Here you go, sweetie. This will make you feel better." Olga handed Ana a cup of tea.

"Thanks, Olga," Ana smiled. "Anyways, as I was saying," she turned to Lena. "I'm pregnant." She continued.

"What? Pregnant?" Lena's eyes widened. "How? When? Where?"

"Well, sweetie," Ana started, "Me and Nikolay are in some sort of a serious relationship. It happened on your birthday.”

“That explains when, but where?”

“In the bedroom.” Ana blushed lightly.

“How?”

“Honey, you know how. You just place your—”

“Okay, I guess that’s clear enough.” Olga interrupted, shuddering at the thought. Ana grinned and stuck her tongue out.

"Well, congratulations then!" Lena hugged her, tightly.

"Thanks, sweetie." She smiled at her.

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"No," Victor said. "No, no, no, Larisa!" He yelled. "No, Larisa! Don't you dare," He yelled, tears pouring from his eyes. "Larisa, don't you dare close your eyes and leave me. Don't you dare!" He carried her and ran.

"Victor, I-" Larisa struggled to talk.

"Shh," He shut her up. "Don't talk. Don't exhaust yourself."

"Get him." Enzo said.

Victor got in the car immediately, placed Larisa in the passenger seat beside him and drove as fast as he could.

"It's Cherlin here," he spoke through the radio microphone."I need back up right now!" He told them everything.

"Larisa," He spoke. "Can you hear me? Stay with me, please." He held her hand and squeezed it tightly.

"Victor, I-" Larisa struggled to talk.

"Shh, baby. Don't speak. We're almost there. Just keep squeezing my hand."