Finally they come. Layla kiss my forehead before walking in the room. She try to calm Micah down. Until the doctors came. She was layed on the bed to another room.
"Is it time?" She ask wiping her tears
"Yes ma'am."
"I want Mikel in with me."
"He can't unless he is the fa-"
"I said I want my dad!" She scream then the doctor nods. I walk with them.
She called me dad. After these months and days I've given up my hope of hearing her call me dad. I was never there during her birth but I'm here for her.
I held her hand as I helped her breath. The squeeze she gives me once in a while are painful.
The sound of a baby crying disturb me from focusing on the now weak squeeze.
"Take the baby, I think we're losing the mother."
I was now rushed out as I didn't get the chance to see my grandchild.
They get up when I walk to them.
"Is it a girl?"
I don't want to hurt them and them Micah might not make it,and I didn't get a chance to see the baby.
"It's a...secret." I then force a smile.
I then sit down and wait for results.
"We will wait." Layla said. I'm scared they might wait for two people and only see one.
I'm scared.
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Ryla Letoy
Teen FictionI've been living almost my whole life my mother. Living in a very quiet area. When I turned fourteen,mom told me everything that dad left us and went away to look for a job. Mom raised me alone, then when I was two years old mom heard that my father...
