NOTE: This is a Miguel and Kay story. Kay may be evil but I like her. I
think deep, deep down shes a good person and her and Miguel might actually
be destined for each other. NOT Charity and Miguel. For any Miguel and
Charity fans this story is NOT NOT NOT NOT NOT for you. I HATE, LOATHE AND
DESPISE Charity the annoying little goody two shoes bratt. She pisses me
off and Im cheering for Kay. I hope the dumb writers put Kay and Miguel
together for good. Please note that this takes place after the Friday 27th
episode. So we all know that Kay's pregnant. Whats Miguel gonna do about
it?
DISCLAMER: I am in no way related or in touch with any of the actors actresses or characters (of course, since they're fictional) I am in no way connected to NBC, or the 'Passions' characters. I do not own these characters nor am I pretending that I do. Please do not sue. I have no money. All these characters are owned by Passions and NBC, if there are any of my own I will say so. Any resemblence to other stories or people is completely unintentional.
"Charity!" Miguel pleaded. "Just give me a chance to explain!" A few bras and some turtleneck sweaters flew out from Charity's brown closet onto her soft white bedding. There laying was a grey suitcase. Charity was packing. She was going away for a few weeks with her aunt grace instead of her honeymoon. She needed to get her mind off things. Especially Miguel. "Just give me a chance to explain!" Miguel again repeated, running his fingers through his pitch black hair.
"Explain what, Miguel?" Charity asked, stomping towards him from the closet, a pile of jeans in her arms. "Theres nothing to explain. You slept with Kay. To make matters worse she's pregnant. To make matters even worse, it stopped the wedding. To make matters EVEN worse then they already were... Which," she added. "Is pretty bad... You LIED to me, Miguel Lopez- Fitzgerald!"
"I never lied!"
"Okay, well you kept the truth from me."
"Theres a difference!"
"Not really. You dont even love me."
"Dont be crazy! Of course I love you! Your my soul-mate. The only woman I'll ever love."
"Tell that to Kay."
"I plan to."
"Well obviously you love her if you SLEPT WITH HER. Oh." she said putting her finger to her mouth, sarcastically. "Tell me how that happened again..."
"I DONT REMEMBER!" he exclaimed. "I thought I was making love to you!"
"Oh right." Charity rolled her eyes. She continued placing her frilly white granny panties in her suitcase.
Miguel grabbed her arm. "Im serious. You know evil's returned to Harmony. I must have been under a spell."
"You know what Miguel?" Charity said as she shrugged out of his grasp. "THAT I could forgive you for. But there are a whole bunch of things I cant. How come you didn't tell me?"
"I didnt want to hurt you." he insisited.
"Oh right. But getting Kay pregnant wouldnt hurt me? Oh, how do you explain that one?" she questioned, her eyes brimming with tears.
"I dont know." he sighed. "I guess we were just caught up in the moment. I didn't even think of condoms."
"There you go!" Charity preeched. "Theres your problem. YOU DIDNT THINK! Gosh Miguel, your driving me crazy."
"You drive me crazy every day." he pulled her into his arms.
"Stop it!" she snapped angrily smacking his arms away. "Now I hope you do the right thing about this. You have to help Kay with the baby."
"Of course I will." he nodded.
"Are you going to marry her?" Charity asked, her voice getting shaky.
Miguel looked down, focusing on his dirty sneakers. "I dont know." he admitted softly.
"Miguel! Even though Im hating you right now, you've always been the one to do the right thing in bad situations. I admit it. So do the right thing. Even if it pains me to say this. I will. You have to marry her. Its the only way."
"But I couldnt. I could never marry someone I didnt love."
"Well." she sniffled, dabbing at the corners of her eyes. "You better start loving her. For your sake and the baby's." She grabbed the suitcase and ran down stairs.
"Your leaving now?" he cried as he ran to the top of the stairs.
"Duh!" she exclaimed, sarcastically. "Aunt Grace is waiting in the Taxi. Figure stuff out with Kay while I'm gone. When I'm back we'll work things out. See ya!" She slammed the door shut.
"Oh god." Miguel said, sitting on the stairs. "What am I gonna do?"
Kay watched from her bedroom door, with an amused look on her face. With Charity gone Miguel would surely be all hers. Even when he was sad he was still so incredibly handsome. Definetly tall, dark and handsome to a large degree. The last time she had seen him was at the church. The last time she had talked to him? Who knows. Three days had gone by since the ceremony and he hadnt still talked to her. Was this the time to go approach him? Should she make her move? Kay had to be extremely careful about communicating with Miguel. One wrong move and he would never marry her, which of course, is her biggest goal. She watched as Miguel quickly stood up. He silently walked down the stairs.
Oh well too late now, Kay shrugged. She went back to bed.
Miguel was about to walk out the door when he spotted the telephone, inviting him to use its luxuries. He didnt know whether he should go talk to Kay or not. He needed to ask Luis for some brotherly guidance and advice.
He dialed his familiar phone number and waited while the phone rang. Would his family even be up? He glanced at the microwave's clock. The green neon letters screamed out 11:00 am. They had to be up. The phone rang for the third time and finally his mom picked up.
"Moma? Its Miguel."
"Miguel! Sweetie. Where are you?"
"At the Bennetts."
"In heavens name, why?"
"Never mind that moma. Can I please speak to Luis? Is he there?"
"Yes, just a moment."
A pause.
"Hello?"
"Luis. It's Miguel."
"Oh hey Bro. Whats up?"
"I need some advice." Miguel reluctantly said.
"Sure, what about?"
"Kay.. Um, what should I do? I have no clue."
"Well you already decided to support her. I still think you should marry her. But hey, Its your descision."
"Uh yeah thanks. I was talking about, should I talk to her about what happened and stuff?"
"Of course you should smart one!" Luis exclaimed. "What good would it do to shut your baby's mother out of her life?"
"I know, I just dont know if I can face her after all that happened."
"It wasnt her fault that she got pregnant. You saw how upset she was at the ceremony. Its not like she planned it."
"True."
"Go talk to her. Whats the worse it could do?"
"Thanks."
"No problem man. Good luck."
Click.
Miguel hung up the phone and leaned against the wall. What should he do? Should he talk to her or not? She was just upstairs and it was just a matter of climbing a few steps. Nah, maybe some other time. After his confrontation with Charity, he didnt feel like talking to the root of his problems. He started to walk towards the door, when he heard a slight groan from upstairs. It was Kay. Was she okay?
He had to talk to her. After all, she was his best friend and the carrier of his baby.
"Kay?" he asked as he began to walk up the long stairs.
"Miguel?" she called.
He knocked softly on the door, then let himself in.
She was lying on her pink bed. She had soda crackers and gingerale beside her on the bed table.
Even when she was obviously sick, Kay was still beautiful.
He wore a concerned frown on his face. Miguel approached her bed.
"Are you feeling okay?" he asked.
"Not great." she admitted, with a sigh.
"Well." he said akwardly, silence filling the air. "I hope you get better."
Kay laughed at that.
Miguel frowned. He despised being laughed at. "Whats so funny?"
"Its just--No! Miguel! No that. It's just that morning sickness, and well, sickness in general is common in pregnancy, and doesnt go away. At all."
"Oh." Miguel said, looking down.
He remembered what he had done for his mama when she was sick. He went to the bathroom, and wet a beige face cloth with warm water. He brought the cloth back into Kay's room and dabbed it at her forehead.
He touched her soft face, and rubbed it with the cloth with such gentle compassion. She looked deep into his eyes.
She watched happily as his face got closer to hers. Their lips got closer and closer. She closed her eyes and waited for her moment. Only it never happened.
She felt warm breath on her cheek, and she felt a soft kiss on her cheek. He stood up.
"I-I have to go." he stammered. "I'll see you tomorrow. I'll be by around 12 okay? And I'll call you tonight to check up on you."
"Alright." said a slartled Kay. He kissed her lightly on the forehead and walked briskly to the door.
"Remember. Rest."
She nodded smiling. For the first time in a long time, he smiled back at her.
So what do you think? Please be nice but truthful. I promise they will get more intresting as my story evolves. Please comment, and soon I'll post the next chapter. Thank you! Five replies then I'll post the next chap.
IN THE NEXT CHAPTER...
*Miguel and Kay meet for lunch.
*Miguel asks Kay what exactly happened.
*Miguel asks Kay a important question.
AND MORE...
Love Amanda ~*Kaguel fan forever*~
DISCLAMER: I am in no way related or in touch with any of the actors actresses or characters (of course, since they're fictional) I am in no way connected to NBC, or the 'Passions' characters. I do not own these characters nor am I pretending that I do. Please do not sue. I have no money. All these characters are owned by Passions and NBC, if there are any of my own I will say so. Any resemblence to other stories or people is completely unintentional.
"Charity!" Miguel pleaded. "Just give me a chance to explain!" A few bras and some turtleneck sweaters flew out from Charity's brown closet onto her soft white bedding. There laying was a grey suitcase. Charity was packing. She was going away for a few weeks with her aunt grace instead of her honeymoon. She needed to get her mind off things. Especially Miguel. "Just give me a chance to explain!" Miguel again repeated, running his fingers through his pitch black hair.
"Explain what, Miguel?" Charity asked, stomping towards him from the closet, a pile of jeans in her arms. "Theres nothing to explain. You slept with Kay. To make matters worse she's pregnant. To make matters even worse, it stopped the wedding. To make matters EVEN worse then they already were... Which," she added. "Is pretty bad... You LIED to me, Miguel Lopez- Fitzgerald!"
"I never lied!"
"Okay, well you kept the truth from me."
"Theres a difference!"
"Not really. You dont even love me."
"Dont be crazy! Of course I love you! Your my soul-mate. The only woman I'll ever love."
"Tell that to Kay."
"I plan to."
"Well obviously you love her if you SLEPT WITH HER. Oh." she said putting her finger to her mouth, sarcastically. "Tell me how that happened again..."
"I DONT REMEMBER!" he exclaimed. "I thought I was making love to you!"
"Oh right." Charity rolled her eyes. She continued placing her frilly white granny panties in her suitcase.
Miguel grabbed her arm. "Im serious. You know evil's returned to Harmony. I must have been under a spell."
"You know what Miguel?" Charity said as she shrugged out of his grasp. "THAT I could forgive you for. But there are a whole bunch of things I cant. How come you didn't tell me?"
"I didnt want to hurt you." he insisited.
"Oh right. But getting Kay pregnant wouldnt hurt me? Oh, how do you explain that one?" she questioned, her eyes brimming with tears.
"I dont know." he sighed. "I guess we were just caught up in the moment. I didn't even think of condoms."
"There you go!" Charity preeched. "Theres your problem. YOU DIDNT THINK! Gosh Miguel, your driving me crazy."
"You drive me crazy every day." he pulled her into his arms.
"Stop it!" she snapped angrily smacking his arms away. "Now I hope you do the right thing about this. You have to help Kay with the baby."
"Of course I will." he nodded.
"Are you going to marry her?" Charity asked, her voice getting shaky.
Miguel looked down, focusing on his dirty sneakers. "I dont know." he admitted softly.
"Miguel! Even though Im hating you right now, you've always been the one to do the right thing in bad situations. I admit it. So do the right thing. Even if it pains me to say this. I will. You have to marry her. Its the only way."
"But I couldnt. I could never marry someone I didnt love."
"Well." she sniffled, dabbing at the corners of her eyes. "You better start loving her. For your sake and the baby's." She grabbed the suitcase and ran down stairs.
"Your leaving now?" he cried as he ran to the top of the stairs.
"Duh!" she exclaimed, sarcastically. "Aunt Grace is waiting in the Taxi. Figure stuff out with Kay while I'm gone. When I'm back we'll work things out. See ya!" She slammed the door shut.
"Oh god." Miguel said, sitting on the stairs. "What am I gonna do?"
Kay watched from her bedroom door, with an amused look on her face. With Charity gone Miguel would surely be all hers. Even when he was sad he was still so incredibly handsome. Definetly tall, dark and handsome to a large degree. The last time she had seen him was at the church. The last time she had talked to him? Who knows. Three days had gone by since the ceremony and he hadnt still talked to her. Was this the time to go approach him? Should she make her move? Kay had to be extremely careful about communicating with Miguel. One wrong move and he would never marry her, which of course, is her biggest goal. She watched as Miguel quickly stood up. He silently walked down the stairs.
Oh well too late now, Kay shrugged. She went back to bed.
Miguel was about to walk out the door when he spotted the telephone, inviting him to use its luxuries. He didnt know whether he should go talk to Kay or not. He needed to ask Luis for some brotherly guidance and advice.
He dialed his familiar phone number and waited while the phone rang. Would his family even be up? He glanced at the microwave's clock. The green neon letters screamed out 11:00 am. They had to be up. The phone rang for the third time and finally his mom picked up.
"Moma? Its Miguel."
"Miguel! Sweetie. Where are you?"
"At the Bennetts."
"In heavens name, why?"
"Never mind that moma. Can I please speak to Luis? Is he there?"
"Yes, just a moment."
A pause.
"Hello?"
"Luis. It's Miguel."
"Oh hey Bro. Whats up?"
"I need some advice." Miguel reluctantly said.
"Sure, what about?"
"Kay.. Um, what should I do? I have no clue."
"Well you already decided to support her. I still think you should marry her. But hey, Its your descision."
"Uh yeah thanks. I was talking about, should I talk to her about what happened and stuff?"
"Of course you should smart one!" Luis exclaimed. "What good would it do to shut your baby's mother out of her life?"
"I know, I just dont know if I can face her after all that happened."
"It wasnt her fault that she got pregnant. You saw how upset she was at the ceremony. Its not like she planned it."
"True."
"Go talk to her. Whats the worse it could do?"
"Thanks."
"No problem man. Good luck."
Click.
Miguel hung up the phone and leaned against the wall. What should he do? Should he talk to her or not? She was just upstairs and it was just a matter of climbing a few steps. Nah, maybe some other time. After his confrontation with Charity, he didnt feel like talking to the root of his problems. He started to walk towards the door, when he heard a slight groan from upstairs. It was Kay. Was she okay?
He had to talk to her. After all, she was his best friend and the carrier of his baby.
"Kay?" he asked as he began to walk up the long stairs.
"Miguel?" she called.
He knocked softly on the door, then let himself in.
She was lying on her pink bed. She had soda crackers and gingerale beside her on the bed table.
Even when she was obviously sick, Kay was still beautiful.
He wore a concerned frown on his face. Miguel approached her bed.
"Are you feeling okay?" he asked.
"Not great." she admitted, with a sigh.
"Well." he said akwardly, silence filling the air. "I hope you get better."
Kay laughed at that.
Miguel frowned. He despised being laughed at. "Whats so funny?"
"Its just--No! Miguel! No that. It's just that morning sickness, and well, sickness in general is common in pregnancy, and doesnt go away. At all."
"Oh." Miguel said, looking down.
He remembered what he had done for his mama when she was sick. He went to the bathroom, and wet a beige face cloth with warm water. He brought the cloth back into Kay's room and dabbed it at her forehead.
He touched her soft face, and rubbed it with the cloth with such gentle compassion. She looked deep into his eyes.
She watched happily as his face got closer to hers. Their lips got closer and closer. She closed her eyes and waited for her moment. Only it never happened.
She felt warm breath on her cheek, and she felt a soft kiss on her cheek. He stood up.
"I-I have to go." he stammered. "I'll see you tomorrow. I'll be by around 12 okay? And I'll call you tonight to check up on you."
"Alright." said a slartled Kay. He kissed her lightly on the forehead and walked briskly to the door.
"Remember. Rest."
She nodded smiling. For the first time in a long time, he smiled back at her.
So what do you think? Please be nice but truthful. I promise they will get more intresting as my story evolves. Please comment, and soon I'll post the next chapter. Thank you! Five replies then I'll post the next chap.
IN THE NEXT CHAPTER...
*Miguel and Kay meet for lunch.
*Miguel asks Kay what exactly happened.
*Miguel asks Kay a important question.
AND MORE...
Love Amanda ~*Kaguel fan forever*~