AZARIAH SERENE:

I gripped Zemen tightly, tightening my legs around his torso. He placed his right hand underneath my butt, supporting me on him as I held onto him like a koala.

"We're here." He bent down to put me on the couch but I clutched more tight to him.

"Let's leave our stuff here and be like this for a while.....Iam tired."

Zemen didn't say anything just sat down with me straddling him.

I woke up to Zemen typing on his phone with his hand resting on my back with a stoic expression on his face.

"What's the time?" I asked fighting off a yawn.

His face turned to me and soon, his face relaxed and eyes softened as he kissed my forehead.

"It's night now." A gasp escaped my lips making him chuckle.

I stood up and looked out the window of the cabin to see snow falling lightly and the moon glistening with glow.

"Why didn't you wake me up-"

"It's okay. Come here." He pulled me into his lap, wrapping his arms around my waist, with his hand resting right on my belly, where my 8 weeks of bundle of joy stays in.

"Zemen we didn't even go outside, didn't even unpack."

"We have a week of stay here, amor. Will you relax?"

"Yeah, I-" I sighed and relaxed into his chest, closing my eyes. "I just feel tired."

"You feel really tired since yesterday, you even slept during our ride here, Do we need to go to the hospital again?"

"No. No. I am okay. It's just exhaustion from the road trip." More like our little bean.

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"No! Zemen!" I ran around the cabin, laughing, trying to get away from the monster that has flour spilled all over him.

"Gotcha!" I screamed as he suddenly appeared from thin air to right in front me.

"No Zemen! Don't hug me! I don't wanna shower again!" I whined holding his hand swaying us both.

"Okay I won't just because you asked me so sweetly." he booped my nose getting a little bit of flour on my nose.

I scrunched my nose and he laughed going upstairs. "I am taking a shower because someone thought it was funny to bathe me in flour." He stared back at me.

"Look front of you, don't want you falling."

"You little-"

Screaming and giggling like a middle schooler, I went into the kitchen looking at our burnt cake that caused us to throw it and flour fight each other.

I went to the living room and sat down.

I sighed and laid down on the sofa, closing my eyes.

How? When? And where, should I surprise Zemen with this news?

More like bombarde.

Will he even accept this little bean?

"Aera, you're only 22 right now, you have a lot to see in your life right now, not to be a mom looking after some kids who only puke and cry and depend on someone for their health and safety."

That was what I thought too... Well until yesterday, until I found out the joy of being a mother.

Just thinking about little feet, waddling around the house. Buying cute onesies and bibs, and what not for her/him makes me want to squeal and jump on Zemen out of utter happiness.

"Eeee!!" I kicked my feet in the air, squealing.

"What's got you so excited?"

My eyes opened, feet stopped midst air and I sat up right.

"I have something to tell you."

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Fuck.

Shit.

Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!

"So?"

Looking at him, feeling my heart pounding, hand sweating, it all suddenly became so real.

What if Zemen didn't want him/her?

What if he rejects us?

"Aera?" He snapped his fingers bringing me back to earth.

"Uh... Yeah-" I rubbed the nape of my neck feeling my hand all wet.

Is it hot or am I nervous?

"Tell me before I kiss you-" before I could even protest, Zemen was already on top of me, kissing me senseless.

"Wait-" I shut my eyes tight once I felt his lips on my neck, sucking my sweet spot. 

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⚠warning: sensitive topic ahead⚠

He laid on top of me with me playing with his hair and a swift blanket draped over us.

I felt him grabbing my butt and kissing my neck once again and I pulled his head back.

"No more, I am tired. What are you, an animal?!"

He just grinned up at me and kissed me once again.

"Stop Zemen, I can't get any more pregnant!"

"What?"

My eyes widened once he stopped and his hovering body became stiff against mine.

I spilled it in the split of a moment. I fucked up.

"What did you just say?"

"Zemen-" fuck.

"You're pregnant?"

"I-I" suddenly I felt my heart pounding in my ears as I looked into his fiery eyes.

He stared at me intensely before he lost his calm.

"Answer me for fuck's sake, Azariah!"

He called me Azariah.

"Yes, yes I am. I am pregnant."

There, I said it.

I felt his weight off me.

For a few minutes I didn't hear anything as I had my eyes clamped shut.

"I found out yesterday, I am eight weeks alo-"

My body jumped once I heard a loud shatter around me.

I opened my eyes to see Zemen breathing heavily with the once beautiful vase shattered on the floor.

"Mierda! Mierda!!" His shouts were shaking me to my core, and I felt hot tears run down my cheeks.

I stood up slowly going up to him.

"Z-Zemen. P-please... I am scared-"

He took long strides towards me and grabbed me by my shoulder, shaking me.

"You think I am not! A baby! A fucking baby! I told you didn't I?! My life isn't meant for you or this baby, Azariah! I already have to be on full alert because of you every second of my day, I can't afford this all!"

He slowly left my shoulder, backing away, running fingers through his hair, vigorously.

By now I was a shaking, crying and a trembling mess and all I felt was the need to protect my baby and I.

My heart was already shattered, dropped to the pit of my stomach.

I don't care, I didn't care then, and I won't now. If he doesn't want us, then I will make sure me and my baby stay safe, and healthy. I don't need him.

"I didn't ask for this anyway! But at least I am trying and not shattering things around! I won't stay here watching you talk crap about us, if you don't want us, then I'll grow my baby on my own."

His face whipped my way and his face went pale. "A-"

Suddenly a whip of pain entered my stomach and I felt liquid rushing to my mouth.

Pushing everything aside, I ran to the nearest bathroom, spilling my guts out.

"Azariah?! Are you okay?" I felt his hands slowly rubbing my back but I shook him off.

"I am okay-ah!" I stood up but fell down when I felt a strange pain emerge my stomach, ten times worse than before.

"Aera!" He crouched beside me holding my hand but I pulled it out from his grip, wrapping it around my stomach.

"I want to go home... Please." I wiped my tears as I shook on the cold bathroom floor with my hiccups echoing.

"Okay... Okay." He pulled out his phone and looked at me but I averted my gaze.

"Cagarda" (shit) he muttered low, putting the phone up his ear.

"Santino, send a car, quick, Aera's not feeling well."

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"Let me help you-"

"Help yourself, I can help myself." I got out of the car with my hand on my stomach, protecting my little one, being aware of any danger.

"Don't disturb me." I said walking up to my room and slamming the door on his face as he tried to talk to me.

I turned around and ran to the bathroom, spilling out my guts again.

Crying.

It was all I could do.

Resting my back against the bathroom wall, all I could do was cry.

Cry, pathetically cry.

Everything I was afraid of, was happening.

I was afraid Zemen would leave me, but now seeing everything happen around me, all I care about is my little bundle of joy.

I smiled looking down and caressing my stomach but a scream escaped me as I saw blood slipping and dripping, gathering around my legs.

"What happened- oh God, Aera!"

All I heard was his voice before I closed my eyes.

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ZEMEN ACÉTTA:

White walls, people working, some laughing, some crying.

A place who gives and takes lives.

Always despised this place, but nothing mattered more than Aera right now.

After she collapsed, we rushed to get her to the hospital.

Everyone was worried sick about her so I had no choice but to tell them about Aera's pregnancy.

"Boss."

But I didn't tell them about my fuckery.

"Boss!"

How could I-

"For fuck's sake boss!"

I looked up at Jade, ready to glare her down but saw the doctor standing there with a small yet confused smile on her face.

I was instantly on my feet.

"How is she? She bled, is she alright?"

"I am sorry to say this.....Mr. Acétta, your wife had a miscarriage......She seemed very stressed and fainting every now and then wasn't good for the mother or the baby. As she was in her first trimester, it was more likely to happen but the good side is nothing seems damaged. All I wish for is both of you to be there for each other, specially you Mr. Acétta, you need to support and be there for Mrs. Acétta now, please make sure she eats well. It's never too easy for the father or the mother. I hope you all stay well."

With a soft pat to my shoulder, she left.

No, no.

I could hear them all, the chatters, the laughter.

But all I could feel were tears in my eyes.

What have I done?