Opposites Attract 2

Needing Help

Jens POV

1 week later...

Harry is improving well but I keep getting sicker.

Things are so difficult.

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I walked in the house and found harry in the living room.

He has some control over his legs now. He still uses the wheelchair to get around but he can stand to move from the chair to the couch or bed but he still can't walk.

'Hi baby', he said as I walked into the room.

'Hi', I said and sat by him.

'So, it's a girl', I said and rubbed my belly.

He nuzzled his face against my neck and kissed it, making me shiver and feel sleepy.

'Oh man, my life is over ran by girls, what are we gonna name our newest princess'?, he asked and rubbed my belly.

'Not sure.. any suggestions'? I replied.

'Hmm...', he said.

He looked adorable thinking.

'Oh, I feel like we should stick to the names that start with M and end with A. How about Maea'? He asked.

'Mia, Mya, Maea! I love it!', I giggled.

'Well that was easy... I love you', he sighed.

'What's wrong Har'?, I asked.

'I-I just.. ugh. Jennifer I wish I could be there for you and help you more. You shouldn't have to take care of me', he said.

I could tell by the tone in his voice that he was sincerely upset and stressed.

I just snuggled against him and tried not to cry because I would give anything to just feel taken care of by him because i'm sick and i'm running on hardly anything lately. I just want him to carry me upstairs and tuck me into bed and wrap his arms around me while I fall asleep as he holds me close.

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Harrys POV

I'm starting to get really upset over not being able to walk because Jen really needs my help.

She hasn't been talking or opening up to me as much. When I ask her about her health I get the same answer: She's fine, She doesn't want to talk about it. But i'm worried as hell.

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I'm sitting in therapy waiting for her to show up.

'So, are you still gonna work with Jennifer'?, my therapist asked.

'I guess so. She insists so I don't complain', I said.

A minute later she walked in.

I know her better than I know myself and looking at her walking in, my heart sank.

She looked so stressed and like she'd been crying. She was walking slow and kind of tense.

She's still beautiful though. Her hair was in a messy ponytail and she was wearing leggings and a cute dark green sweater.

Just by looking at her it was obvious, her health was bad and she was drained.

She walked up to me and rested her hand on my shoulder.

'Hi sweet girl', I said and kissed her hand.

'Sorry i'm late', she replied and sat o a stool in front of me.

I held her hands and they were cold and trembling.

'Oh, mama.. what's the matter? I can tell something isn't right', I said as I held her hands in mine, trying to warm them up.

'I...I.. Harry I just. fuck! I cant even speak. I'm just tried, that's all papi, lets do your therapy', she said without looking at me.

'I think you should sit this one out', I said.

She just glared at me.

'No', she said.

The doctor walked out, leaving us alone.

'Fine', I replied and we just stared at eachother.

Her expression was filled with pain and sadness.

'Jen'... I said.

'What Harry'?

'I want you to be healthy', I said.

'Well maybe if I wasn't doing a million things, being basically a single mom, taking care of you, being pregnant and dealing with a failing heart I wouldn't be so un-healthy'!, she snapped.

'Jennifer i'd rather be DEAD than have to watch you go through this and being unable to help you! This is hard on me too!', I said.

She bit her lip to stop the tears.

'Lets just do your therapy', she said and held out her hands.

I took them and she helped me stand.

My back was against the wall so I wouldn't fall.

'Okay guy, we're gonna walk a few steps', she said.

She patiently held one of my hands and had the other on my back while I walked with her, very slowly and shaky.

'You're doing awesome papi. Now backwards to the wall', she said.

I could see doctors watching from the doorway.

They never thought i'd be on my feet so soon, let alone taking steps. But this amazing woman can push me and motivate me to do anything.

I backed against the wall and she looked up at me.

I brushed a loose strand of hair behind her cheek and caressed her cheek.

A tear ran down her cheek and she looked down.

I tilted up her chin and gave her a soft kiss.

She started to cry and just wrapped her arms around me and buried her head in my chest.

I rubbed her back and could feel her whole body shaking.

'Shh.. Jennifer, honey. Please relax.. calm down babygirl', I whispered as my chin rested on the top of her head.

We stayed that way for a few minutes

I wiped her tears and she helped me sit back in the wheelchair.

A minute later she was standing by me looking confused.

I watched her.

'You okay'? I asked.

'Ahh. shit', she said weakly and put her hand on her chest and held onto my shoulder with the other.

A doctor rushed in twords her but he was to late...

She collapsed and passed out.