(A/n- I wrote this story because I've been in the mood for some cute fluffy stuff with some serious motives. So I thought this was a good idea…Comments? I kind of like it. And I hope you do too! Each chapter will have each person's point of view. For example Chapter 1 will be Heather's and chapter 2 will be Alejandro's… But I'll still write whose it is.)
No Matter What Happens.
Heather's Point of View
It was a cold summer night. I wasn't sure what day it was, or even what time. I hid my face in my hands and began to breathe hard and fast. The clock just lay in bits of broken glass on the floor, catching light and shining it in my eyes through my fingers. I stay bundled in the corner as my parents screamed. My cheek stung like a bitch as tears ran down. "It's YOUR fault our daughter is such a WHORE!" my father screamed at my mother, smashing the glass coffee table with his fist. My mother stood in horror as he smacked the picture frames on the floor and crushed them beneath his heel. "And you." He said, stomping over to her. "Oh you. Little miss 4 months pregnant. Get the fuck out of my house! NOW!" he screamed, kicking me in the side. I scrambled up the stairs to pull my things into a suitcase as fast as I possibly could. I heard another loud smash from the kitchen and ran down the stairs. "Fucking whore! If you ever come back here I'll shoot you. Don't you DARE think I won't!" he screamed as I got into the car and drove away as fast as I could. I couldn't take it anymore. There was only one place I could go now… and I was scared to death when I got there.
"I don't know what to do… if I go back home I'll… I'll kill myself!" I shouted, squeaking a bit. He quickly pulled me into a soft embrace. "Don't you ever do that. Don't you ever leave me." He whispered, caressing my back. We were only 17 going on 18 at the time, and my parents had been giving me a hard time about the clothes I wear, and when they found out I was pregnant with a Burromuerto child, my dad snapped, and smacked me right in the face. I didn't know what to do, so I ran to Alejandro, the only place I knew I felt safe. "Listen to me. We are going to be parents now. You need to be strong, and love yourself for everything you are. Because that's the only person you will be." he said, wiping tears from my eyes as we lay down on his bed. I clung to his chest, crying hysterically. "But if they don't except me and our baby…who will?" I asked worried, holding tightly onto his shirt as he caressed by cheek.
"I will. Always. I promise you that. I'll never leave you two." He whispered, slowly humming to soothe me. "I hate my life so much…I hate it all. Everything is so fucked up… I cried softly. "Eventually everything gets better. Don't ever hate, because you know you don't mean what you say." He said slowly. I looked away from his sparkling eyes and realized, he was right. About everything. I didn't hate my life, I loved it. Because HE was in it. And WE created this baby out of pure love and nothing less.
I wouldn't give up this moment for the world. I was so happy that it was his baby and not anyone else's. "I promise you, everything will get better, especially when our baby is born." He said, rubbing my stomach proudly
Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my lower stomach. "Ah…" I whispered, leaning down a bit. "Heather are you okay?" he asked worriedly. I slowly reached my hand to where the pain was. My heart stopped the second I lifted my hand. "I-I'm bleeding…" I said, and I could feel my heart go from silent to erratically pounding within seconds. His pupils shrunk violently small as blood began dripping down my hand. I began hysterical crying. "MOM!" Alejandro screamed, picking me up and running me down the stairs. "What's wrong!" she asked, dropping a plastic cup on the floor. I began to feel light headed and let my head fall on his shoulder as more blood began to drip onto the floor. "Oh my god... Get in the car..." his mother screamed, throwing everything into the sink and grabbing the keys. My eyes began to droop down and I began to slur and confuse my words. "I need... Daddy please don't kick me your going to hurt the...baby... please I'm...Alejandro my..." I stammered. "Shh honey don't talk. Mom help!" he screamed as I heard a loud car start. That was the last thing I heard before I blacked out.
I dreamt about our baby. Alejandro held me close as I held her, cradling her tender little head. He twirled a bit of her chocolate brown hair as she chewed on my finger. Nothing was said, and even if someone said something it was just silence. I smiled and leaned down to kiss the baby's forehead. Our baby's fingers wrapped around Alejandro's and he gave a small smile as he leaned down and kissed my forehead. "Good job." I saw him mouth to me as he looked lovingly at our baby. "Joelyn." Was the only word I heard. And the baby looked up at me with her dark green eyes and gave me a toothless smile. "Joelyn..." Alejandro whispered and the baby giggled. I wish I could hear the sound of my baby's laugh. And I wish I could have seen more than just her eyes in that perfect dream. But before anything could go farther, I woke up to a bright white hospital room.
Doctors hovered over me, checking my pulse and sticking me with needles. One doctor was rubbing this cold green jelly on my stomach. "She's waking up. Where's the father?" The female doctor said. "Heather!" Alejandro said, pushing through the doctors to grab my hand and kiss it. "Is the...baby...ok?" I croaked out, looking down at my stomach. I didn't care about anything else at the moment. I just needed my baby to be okay more than anything. I started crying before I got an answer. "Heather...Burromuerto?" A doctor said to Alejandro's mother. "Yes that's her name. My son's wife." she lied, looking over at Heather sympathetically. The room got cold as the doctors got silent. "How far along is she?" another doctor asked "4 months." I cut into the conversation. It hurt my throat to talk, but Alejandro's mom wouldn't have known. "Is my baby... okay?" I said as loud as I could, trying to sit up. "Heather don't move." A nurse whispered. "They don't know about the baby yet honey, but they got the bleeding under control. But you did loose a lot of blood." Alejandro said, holding my hand lightly.
"Did anything stressful happen recently? Anything that may have triggered this?" The nurse asked, pointing to me. I looked down and shook my head, trying to ignore the question. Alejandro's mom looked over at me, and I caught a glimpse of her smiling at the way Alejandro looked at me. She almost acted like she had never seen him be in such love with someone before. "I love you." Alejandro whispered, and I whispered it back crying, leaning my forehead on his. "Everything will be okay." He said slowly, trying not to cry himself. Alejandro put his hand on my stomach and rubbed it a bit. "Please be okay."
"How old are you?" The nurse asked, scribbling on paper. "18." I sniffed. The nurse gave me a look and I scowled at her. Alejandro smiled and kissed me tenderly. "Whatever happens I'll always be here with you." He said proudly, intertwining his fingers in mine. But our romantic moment was short lived.
Suddenly a doctor burst in the door and looked over at Alejandro. "You're the father?" he asked. Alejandro nodded and stood up. "Come with me." he said, and Alejandro got up and followed him out of the room. I cried a bit harder, and I didn't want to let go of his hand. But I had to. "Heather I need you to tell me if this hurts okay?" The same nurse said. I nodded, wincing a bit as she pressed down on my lower stomach. "That hurt..." I whispered, and I felt my heartbeat quicken as I looked in the hall. The doctor was showing Alejandro papers and ultrasounds. "Ow!" I shouted, and my legs kicked up a bit. "Sorry!" The nurse said nervously. A few minutes later, I noticed Alejandro walked back into the room. He walked towards me with a blank expression on his face. I couldn't read his expression, and when he stepped towards me and leaned down, I wasn't sure if I was ready for what I was about to hear.
(A/n-Not sure if I should continue? Opinions? If I do end up continuing, I might make the next chapter a flashback, to when she got pregnant, how, and how Alejandro reacted when he found out. I really like this story, and I hope you did too! It took me a while to write this, because with all my personal crap and BLAH I just sat down with my phone and typed it all up while I was sick! So… Blahh blahh blahh! )
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