Checkmate

The Wedding Part 2

"Tell me you aren't eating again?!" Alessandro says walking into the kitchen where I sat with a bowl of chips.

He joins me and kiss my cheek "You sure are hungry lately"

I gulp "You know I get hungry when I travel, probably nerves that the plane will SPLAT!" I try to put genuine fear on my face to make it more believeable.

It was starting to get harder to hide my pregnancy with all the cravings I was having. Chips with cheese, Mustard and peanut butter. Ice cream and Ketchup. Maybe it really was the traveling but I could tell I was getting slightly bigger.

We spent about a month and a half off the coast of Brazil, then we went to London, Paris, Rome, Greece, Italy, and finally Spain. Its been a total of almost four months since we started our traveling.

We only had a little bit more time together and Alessandro decided to take me to Switzerland for the remander of our time away. I disagreed and wanted to be home ages ago but we weren't allowed back until the time given to us was done and Alessandro managed to convince me to stay with him and enjoy what would probably be our only vacation

I press my palm to his cheek and move my fingers across his finally clean-shaven face. "Gosh how I hated the beard on your face"

He raises an eyebrow "I wouldn't say it was so much of a beard but yes I hated it too"

I laugh and kiss his mouth. Suddenly I was obsessed with Alessandro. His kisses, his smell, his warmth. Everything about him was more attractive and I was completely glued to him.

"We'll be late for the flight" He says grabbing my jacket and wrapping it around my shoulders.

I hug him close and let him lead us outside and to the car. We drive for an hour before reaching the private plane that would take us to switzerland.

I was utterly careful with everything since finding out I was pregnant. I watched for corners, little bumps, and avoided sex on days where I felt uneasy. I was ready to tell Alessandro  but I wanted to wait until we landed and got settled in the hotel first.

We sit on the plane and take the flight from Italy to Switzerland. My stomach in knots as I mentally prepared myself to tell Alessandro about the baby.

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"WOW!" I shriek when we arrive in the suite on the top floor of the hotel. "WOW!" I repeat myslef sitting down on the bed gently. During the flight I started experiencing a bit of pain in my right side but I assumed it was nausea.

Alessandro puts down our bags and opens the closet the same way he did the second we entered the rooms we would be staying in. He pulls out his clothes carefully and puts them away in a matter of minutes.

I stand and wrap my arms around his neck, distracting him from putting away the clothes. There was the side stitch again embedded in my right hip, urging me to tell Alessandro.

"Come here for a minute" I say taking a shirt from his hands "I need to tell you something"

He sighs and sits on the bed with me "If you tell me you're hungry again"

I shake my head "No" I take a deep breathe "I-" Thats when i felt a sharp pain in my right side again. It was different this time, longer and more painful, almost unbearable.

I scream and grab Alessandro's arm. The pain was the same as last time and worry starts to seep into my bones.

"Hospital now!" I scream at Alessandro "Now!"

We make our way downstairs and into the car where signs direct us to a hospital not too far away. I let Alessandro help me into the ER, by then I was already bleeding out. I could feel my tears on my face but the hope of saving the baby kept me from completely breaking down.