VIXEN

30.

Lorenzo.

Weeks had went by, and Lorraine continues to ignore me. I would watch her walk past everyday, seeing her baby bump poke out. I just wish she would come home, already. I called her into my office, I need her help organize a few things. "Can I help you?" She said quietly, sitting in the chair in front of me.

"I need you to help me organize these files, please." She scooted closer to my desk, grabbed individual papers along with their different sorts of folders. I watched quickly organize them, putting them in all the right places. I stared down stomach, that was now hidden by a loose blouse. Once she was finished, she sat quietly and stared into her lap, playing with her hands. "I miss you," I said quietly.

She continued to stay silent, acting like I wasn't here. "Please say something, I hate it when you ignore me."

"I miss you too," she mumbled. I smiled, it had been so long since I had heard her voice. She got up and sat in my lap, facing me. I looked down, lifting up her shirt showing her slightly round stomach. I placed my hands on her stomach, wishing he or she was here already. I could feel those warm liquids swelling up in my eyes. The last thing I would ever want to do is disown my child. "I'm sorry," I cried.

"Don't cry," she said hugging me. I buried my head in her chest, letting those warm liquids run down my face. "Come home, please. I need you, Lorraine." She lifted up my face, wiping those salty liquids off of my face. She leaned down and kissed my lips, giving me that feeling I haven't felt in a long time. It felt like our first kiss again, almost two years ago.

I pulled the engagement ring out of my pocket, slipping it on her finger. I watched her smile at it, making me smile again. That night, Lorraine came home with me, and I had Chresanto bring all of her things over. When I told him Lorraine decided to come home, he sounded dissapointed, and it made me wonder. I just hope nothing happened between them. "I can't wait for him to get here." I said to Lorraine laying next to her in bed. "How do you know its a boy?"

"I don't," I replied honestly. "I wish it was a boy, or a baby girl. It doesn't matter, I just want a baby." I said placing my hand on her stomach. I laid on her chest, looking down to her stomach, wishing it would magically grow, and a baby would pop out. I was excited, and I just couldn't wait.

It's a little short, I tried to make it as long as possible. Buuuttt....

Yay, they made up.