Chapter 10 2 months and 2 weeks.
Maria woke up after she had fallen asleep on the bathroom floor after throwing up for the forth time that night. She found she was in hers and Steve's bed, his arm wrapped around her protectively. She had to admit she looked it. It was still dark as the moon shone throw the top curtains. Maria sighed and pushed herself closer to Steve. She closed her eyes and decided to try and get some more sleep before she had to get up for work. After a couple of minutes, Maria opened her eyes again after she tried to calm her worries down. She couldn't get comfortable enough to fall asleep. She closed her eyes inly to open them moments later and stare at the wall her was fast. Steve's soft snores hit her neck as they cuddle close together. She hoped she would get really sleepy and darkness would take her but that was just a wish, and wishes never came true. Her mind drifted to her appointment she had had two weeks ago. She was doing so well at keeping her blood pressure low, but having trouble keeping her food down, throwing up wasn't just a nice thing. The blood test had come back all clear, nothing to worry about. The un-normal thing was Maria couldn't stop worrying. She hadn't told Steve that she was worried about giving birth. The whole giving birth shit, she could handle, the pain and everything wasn't scaring her. It was the fact her mother had died while giving birth to her and her father had abused her for being the reason she died. Maria couldn't handle that, she knew what it was like to be the shame in her father's eyes she saw in her nightmares. She didn't want her child to grow up like that. She knew Steve wouldn't hurt their child, it was just the fact Steve would have to look at their child everyday knowing that if they hadn't been born Maria would still be alive. Maria took a slow deep breath. Maria slowly turned her head to look at Steve. He wrapped his leg around her and pulled her close.
'Steve?' Maria whispered. Steve mumbled in his sleep.
'Steve?' Maria whispered louder and hit Steve with her elbow, gently. He sat bolt up-right.
'Yeah what?' Are you ok? What's happened?' Steve said her. Maria smiled.
'Everything is fine,' Maria said and Steve sighed in relief letting his body relax while he rubbed his eyes.
'Ok good…' Steve breathed. 'Then what's a matter?' He asked. Maria pulled him back down so she could cuddled up to him.
'You see the thing is, my mother died when she gave birth to me,' Maria said to Steve. 'I know what's like to a shame to my father. I just…' Maria trailed off while she put her head on Steve's chest and looked up at him. Steve wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close.
'She died Steve ,' Maria said. Steve pulled her even closer.
Hey, hey, hey. It's ok baby,' Steve told her. Maria shook her head.
'No, it's not Steve,' Maria mumbled, tears in her eyes but she didn't let them fall.
'Shhh, it's going to fine ok. You're not going to die. I won't let you die,' Steve told her. Maria looked at him. He pulled her into a kiss, she smiled a little and put her head back on his chest. 'You don' need to worry. I promise you, you won't die,' Steve told her. Maria nodded and rubbed her eyes.
'I just… I just don't want our baby growing up not knowing her mother,' Maria whispered so quietly.
'That's not going to happen. You have to trust me ok,' Steve said, rubbing her arm with his hand. She nodded.
'Sorry, I was just being silly,' Maria said. Steve shook his head.
'No you won't. If it worries you, you should tell me,' Steve said. Maria smiled at her husband. She put her head on his chest and closed her eyes. But her stomach had other ideas as the sickly feeling crawled its way up her throat.
'OH no,' Maria said, stumbled out of the bed and running into the bathroom. Steve quickly followed her.
'It'll be over soon,' Steve told her walking into the bathroom to hold her hair and rub her back.