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griffin johnson pt.2

"pick up, pick up," i sob while the phone dialed griffin.

"hello ?" he groggily answer.

"oh my god you answered," i cry.

"who is- oh shit i-i gotta go," he says after realizing it was me.

"griffin stop! i'm pregnant!" i shout into the phone.

"we haven't been together for 7 months, it''s not mine," he says in annoyed tone.

"griffin my water just broke and i need you to take me to the hospital. please. why do you think i kept calling so many times? i would have let you move on because i love you but it is your baby and nobody is talking to me because they think i cheated on you. i have no one and i can't give birth alone to your baby. please!" i beg.

"i'll be there in 5," he says in a hurried tone before hanging up.

i grab my hospital bag, car seat, and slippers before wobbling my way to the front door. i then sit on the bench near my front door and feel an incoming contraction. i sob in pain until it passes. i lean back and everything goes black.

———

"we need an or and page dr. montgomery now!" i hear.

"what- what happened? is my baby okay?" i groggily ask.

"you passed out but you and your baby are going to be just fine mrs.y/l/n," one of the doctors answers.
"where's griffin," i ask.

"i'm right here okay? it's going to be okay i promise," he smiles.

i tried to nod before passing out again.

———

i carefully sat up and looked around. griffin was talking to a doctor a nodding before turning towards me.

"you're up," he smiles.

"where is he?" i ask.

"he's just getting checked out but everything looks good and he should be back soon," he says while sitting in the chair next to my bed.

"did- did you hold him?" I question.

griffin's face lit up and he smiles at me, "i did and he looks just like me."

"you can go home if you want," i said bitterly while looking away from him, "i'm sure dixie is waiting."

he grabs my hand and i look at him with tearful eyes.

"i'm not leaving you again. i was stupid to that night and i promise that i believe you. i'm so so sorry for not in the first place. i never stopped loving you and i tried to move on but i couldn't. me, you, and our baby boy will be a family."

"you weren't there! you did't even let me in when i waited outside in the rain 5 months pregnant with MY son. you weren't there griffin, why should i believe or even let you be now?"

"because i love you and i will never leave again, i promise," he quietly responds.

"i think your son wants his mama," a nurse says while wheeling him into the room.

she carefully picks him up and hands him to me and he cooed before settling into my arms.

"do we have a name yet?" the nurse asks with a smile.

"yes, griffin graham johnson," i tell her while looking down at my son.

"i know you said that if you had a boy that's the name you'd choose," i explain while looking at him, "i'm going to need help with him so how about you stay at my place when i go home and we can see where we are from there."

griffin careful grabs the baby's hand, lightly stroking it with the pad of his thumb before responding.

"anything for you and him," he says, smiling at the baby.