Diary Of A Pregnant Teenager. (DISCONTINUED)

I do .

Chris POV;

Chresanto left the room and went home, after Brielle asked him to. 

" what -- what do you mean ' she's gone. ' ? You...  you just had her in your stomach , last week.  you -- you just told me that you were alright last week ... you just told me that she was kicking last -- last week. How could she be gone so fast? hoe could I lose her without even holding her? "

" Chris, I'm so sorry.  "

" Did you not know that stress can kill our baby?  Did you not know that stress could murder our child? Our beautiful unborn baby girl?! "

" Chris ... I didn't know -- "

" You didn't know!?  You didn't fucking know?! How couldn't you fucking know!?  since day ONE,  since the very first day you found out you were pregnant,  were you not told that stress could hurt the baby? "

" Chris -- "

" WERE YOU NOT ... told that stress could hurt our baby?  "

" Yeah.  it wasn't my fault I stressed out. "

" You carried her.  who's fault was it?  "

" Stress isn't a daily emotion, Chris.  "

" So,  you saying that it's my fault.. that you lost her? "

" well, you're the one who stressed me out!  Who else would it fucking be??  "

" Brielle, I swear if you don't get the fuck outta here with that shit... "

" What Chris?!  Huh?  What will you do? See?? THIS...  right here? Is why baby girl is gone. You always seem some way to fucking way to threaten me! "

" it got you to listen, didn't it?  "

" When you become such an ass?! "

" The same minute you left me for my brother.  "

" you think Santo and I are together? He doesn't even want me! He only feels sorry for me. "

" You really are dumb. "

" what are you talking about?  "

" Chresanto is in love with you. He always wanted what I had,  he a jealous ass brother. When he seen Jeanna at the reunion, he saw a perfect path to finally have you to himself.  "

" You sound jealous.  "

" Me? Jealous?  I have you, Brielle.  Even though I never loved you more than a friend,  I always had you.  stupid as it sounds,  you and babygirl were all I had. "

" but...  you didn't love me? "

" I loved her.  you...  not so much.  "

" Wow...  thanks.  "

" I always cared about you though.  If I didn't,  I would've never came here. "

" Why'd you get me pregnant? "

" That was an accident.  It surprised me, also. "

" Why did you lead me on? "

" Why did you let me lead you on?  "

" Why didn't you love me? "

" Why did you love me?  "

" Would you have came back if babygirl was still here? "

" Who said I ever left? "

" What do we do now? "

" Can we go see her?  "

As hard as it was Brielle and I left the room, and went to the ' Butterfly room.  ' Brielle was in a wheelchair, so I walked behind her pushing it.  The walk there was silent, I could already see Brielle forming tears in her eyes.  Damn, please don't cry. 

We walked into the room, Brielle leaving her wheelchair outside. 

" That's her.  "  Doctor Hood stated, patted our backs then left. 

I looked at Brielle, and saw her holding back her tears.  I grabbed her hand and held it, our fingers intertwined. 

" Let it go, B. We just lost our baby. Let it go.  "

I, myself, felt tears sliding down my face.  My little girl, my daughter . Yeah, yeah I know I have another one on the way...  but, this one just hit me hard.  I wanted both, but I ended up losing one. It's like B and Jeanna .

Her grip tightened and I snapped out of my thoughts. she was crying...  why is it finally hurting so bad to see her cry? It never hurts...  what's happening to me?

" I miss her, Chris.  "

" I do too, B. "

I held her tightly , her tears soaked my shirt. we stood in front of her crib and cried. I never felt so strongly about an unborn item. about any living item. Brielle being this beautiful child into this world, and I killed it. 

" I'm sorry, B. "

" I'm so sorry,  Chris.  I'm so sorry I couldn't carry her inside of me for three more months...  I'm so sorry.  "

" Stop...  it's not your fault.  "

I kissed her on her lips, nose, then forehead.  I don't love her..   I swear I don't.  I know I don't...  do I?

" I do love you, Brielle.  I do. " I whispered.