🌹R O S E  III🌹

🌹CHAPTER FORTY - FIVE🌹

The loud ringing of Alexander's phone brings the two of us from our sleep and we jump up with surprise as he gathers his phone. "King!" He snaps into the phone and I can tell he's rather angry at being woken. We had spent the day on the couch together and we fell asleep together and in each other's arms.

I take my phone up to see that the clock is about two in the morning and I'm so tired that I think I should just go back to sleep but Alexander is so tense in the phone at whoever is speaking. He hasn't said anything until he stands up from the couch.

"We're on the way" He says into the phone and then he hangs up and looks at me. "It's Selena... she's dead" He speaks and I gasp at him and take his hand into mine. "They're going to operate to try to save the baby but they're not sure if it will make it" He speaks.

A couple of weeks ago a paternity test was taken and it did confirm that the baby was his and ever since then we have been clearing out a room and making a room for the baby. Our baby. She may always be the birth mother but she has no signs that she wants it.

There were times that she would try to beat her own stomach to get rid of it as I think her plan all along was to take my place and live with Alexander but her plan did not go as planned. "I'll drive" I tell him and I know that this is paining him.

It is his child. And we have talked about this and this may be his only biological child. He told me that if I could not have children on my own then he would not (beside this child) and he was the one that came with that idea even when I had told him that he did not have to that.

I help him into the car. It's the least I can do. His child... our child may not make it. It's only at six and a half months and the child is rather small now and there is always a possibility that it is not going to make it, now that the mother did not which he did not tell me how and I think it's best that I don't know.

She has tried to commit suicide before and I do not want to know if she had attempted to do it again. I drive to the hospital that she was put into and together we run inside and as soon as we enter I see her nurse there which takes us to the waiting room and tells us to wait for the doctors as they are operating to save the baby.

It had to be done as soon as possible, if not the baby would've died. We wanted the baby's gender to be kept secret because we wanted it to be a surprise but this whole time I've been on the edge of my seat. Ever since we found out that the baby truly is Alexander's and we are going to be raising it.

No matter if it will be a boy or a girl it will be loved so much and we will raise it the right way. As we wait in silence we hold hands. Either one of us know what to say and while the silence is unbearable, I find it that it's better than speaking about something to keep our minds of things.

It's worse since worrying about if the baby is all right is something that parents should be doing and if that child makes it then we are parents and we will have to take care of it but that will be the most joyful moments in our lives. I at least know that I will enjoy every second of my life with that child by our side and perhaps more children in the future.

The door opens after three hours and the doctor steps out. "Mr. King, Ms. Ace. The operation was a success. We had a couple of complications such as the baby's heart is small and it's weak. But, it is alive and we are keeping a close eye on it. Making sure that it makes it. We are hopeful, it shows sighs of a fighter" The doctors speaks and we both breathe a bit lighter now that we know that the child is all right and it's alive.

I squeeze his hand and smile up at him. "Can we see it?" I ask the doctor who nods his head. "Of course" He speaks and leads us into a room where the... our baby is and I feel my heart come to a stop until we enter the room and there it is. Lying inside of some box but there is is.

I gasp as I get tears in my eyes of seeing it and I can tell that Alexander is as stunned as I am at this and as we walk over to the baby I notice that it has been marked which gender it is. "It's a girl" I speak. My voice is so quiet as I let the tear fall down my face but it's the tear of joy.

"She's beautiful" He whispers as we watch her sleep. "She is and a fighter, like her father" I tell him and he chuckles. We hold each other's arms. I wish I could touch her but I don't think that's a good idea now. Not when she's so small and fragile.

But despite that, she's so beautiful. The most beautiful child I've ever laid my eyes on. "But a survivor like her mother" He tells me and looks down at me and I can tell that he speaks of the times that I've cheated death and I suppose she does take that after me even when I did not give birth to her.

She is mine and I will treat her like she is yet she will one day learn the truth as I do not want her to truly think that I did gave birth to her because I didn't and I was not the one who carried her but I will be the mother that she deserves. "Bellatrix. Her name will be Bellatrix" Alexander then says.

He looks at me. "It means warrior because like her mother she has fought and I know that she will rise to the top. Just like her mother has done" He speaks and I smile as I lean my head on his shoulder and look at her once again. "Bellatrix" I say.

Testing out the name and it actually does fit her. "Bellatrix King" I say and it does fit her. "Bellatrix Rosette King" Alexander speaks to me and I laugh. "Perfect" I whisper to him. This is the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me.

Seeing her sleeping like that and watching her chest slowly rise and fall and seeing the life in her cheeks, brings me so much pain. Praying that I would be able to give birth to a baby like that but I will never able to experience the joy of that. However, perhaps I don't need to because she and Alexander will bring me all the joy that I need.

I let out a yawn and Alexander notices. "Tired?" He asks me and I nod my head. This night has been a long one and the worry had kept me up for so long in the waiting room but it's about six in the morning and I've not gotten that much sleep.

Yet, I don't care much for that. I'm seeing our child for the first time. Our Bellatrix who soon I will be able to hold in my hands. That is going to be the best years of my life that I will spend with her and raise her alongside the man that I love. Our lives are going into the perfect direction and there is only happiness in front of us that waits for us to find it.

"We should go home and get some rest. It will not help anyone if we're too tired to even function" He tells me and I realize that he must be equally as tired as I am and I nod my head. But I don't want to leave her. I don't want to leave here alone.

What if she needs her mother? What if she wants someone to hold her? I've never even had the chance to hold her. What if she needs someone to tell her that they love her and that she is the strongest girl in the world for what she has survived? Are these worries normal for new mothers?

We stand there unmoving and it's clear that neither one of us want to leave but we can't stay here forever either. We need to rest. I don't want to turn around but I do and I gesture for him to do so too. As we go into the parking lot Alexander takes the car keys.

"I'll drive. You can rest" He only says and I can already tell that he doesn't want to argue about it and I'm so tired that i don't want to either so I get into the car and as soon as I've put on the seat belt, I feel myself close my eyes and fall into a deep sleep with my family on my mind and the newest member of that family.

.•🌹•..•🌹•..•🌹•.

Smiling as we go walk out of the hospital a couple of weeks later with Bellatrix in my arms. We're finally taking her home and it is going to be so amazing. The room is ready for her and it has been decorated in colors of roses since Alexander wanted her to love roses too and their colors.

We have to take the staffs door out since the main entrance is filled with paparazzi. The press and the world knows of our daughter but we're not ready to present her to the world. I'm not even sure if I will ever be ready for the world to know about her because like my mother had done for me, I don't want her to be raised in the spotlight.

I want her to be protected and allow her to live a normal life like I had done and Alexander is able to make sure that the paparazzi stays quiet. I hold her against my chest with so much love as she sleeps and it's a good thing that she's sleeping now because I would not want anyone to hear us as we get into the car.

Alexander has a driver since we want to spent time with her in her first car ride and make sure that she is safe and well and that she's not alone. When we reach the car, I buckle her in the baby chair that is meant for her and it's the safest and the most expensive one on the market.

Apparently Alexander wants her to have the best but I will have to put my foot down on some things since I would not want her to become spoiled. Some things she will have to earn on her own and stand on her own two feet since that is also important.

Once she has been buckled and I even had to check it a couple of times to make sure that she was safe, I sit in the car and put on the seatbelt and we're ready to go. Though, my eyes never leave her as I still have my hand near her to make sure that she knows that she's not alone and I'm here with her. "Let's take her home" Alexander says and I smile and nod my head.