I apologize for the wait I have been ill and it has been difficult to write let alone be inspired. Warning this story contains both slash, mpreg and limited use of profanity. If you don't like it turn back now. No flames, rude or derogatory comments as they will all be ignored and forgotten. However as always productive criticism and positive feedback is welcome.
Chapter 3
It had been 2 weeks since the surgery and the doctors said Brayden's hand was healing well to spite all of his complaining. However the pregnancy was visibly wearing on Lucas, he looked like crap and felt even worse which he didn't hesitate to blame Brayden for, throwing a few well placed "I hate you's" his way usually from the bathroom floor or hunched over a trashcan. Brayden of course couldn't deny that he was partially responsible after all it does take 2. He would usually respond with less than tasteful remarks, even in public.
"I seem to remember a certain someone begging and pleading, and if memory serves saying something like 'Fuck me, fuck me hard I need you now'." Prompting some rather harsh remarks from Lucas, which he knew was from the hormones yet couldn't resist messing with him.
"Bite me"
"Would love to just tell me where" Brayden said with a cheeky smile and hunger clearly evident in his eyes. He would like nothing more than to ravage his love senseless.
"Hardy har har very funny, maybe we should trade places for a while see how you like it?"
Brayden's usual retort to that was "no thanks I'll let you have all the fun" humor clearly evident in his voice
Lucas has been extremely exhausted lately and having to deal with Braydens' complaints and smart ass remarks wasn't helping the situation. In fact it was making one very cranky lover boy for Brayden to deal with. Their first OB appointment was in a few days and had yet to tell Any of Lucas' family members about the coming arrival. He was weary of the idea but knowing Brayden and his mom would be there was comforting. They could act as human shields just in case worst comes to worst, which in all likelihood knowing his family it will.
"Babe it's ok to be nervous about telling your parents"
"Nervous ha, I AM FUCKING TERRIFIED!" he said all the while pacing the room
"Babe I really think you are over reacting, it will all work out" to spite his best efforts to calm and reassure his love, he remained petrified
"No Brayden it won't, you don't know them like I do. They are going to kill me, as in dead. What if they start getting physical, Huh?... they could really hurt us physically or the baby." At this point Lucas was in tears and on the verge of a nervous breakdown.
"Lucas Aiden Darion you look at me right now." He grabbed Lucas' chin turning it upright so they were staring into each other's eyes
"You listen up and listen good, I will NEVER…NEVER let ANYTHING happen to you nor this baby, don't you realize I would give my life for you in a heartbeat. I love you that will never change, you understand, NEVER" He received a pitiful nod with tears forming in both their eyes as Brayden pulled him into a tight embrace not caring that his shirt was being covered with tears.
"You are aware my family owns guns right?" Lucas said in a quivering voice as he pushed against Brayden's chest trying to break the embrace so they could be face to face again. Quickly realizing it was hopeless he relented and used a combination of the back of his hand and Brayden's shirt to wipe away the tears.
Lucas collapsed into Brayden all he could do was attempt to catch them both all the while trying to make the smoothest transition of positions as possible, eventually falling onto the bed with Lucas against his chest. He gave a soft kiss to his forehead trying to reassure him that he is safe. Brayden held him tight until he fell into a restless sleep, then stripped both of them down to their boxers before crawling into bed himself to resume his previous position.
Brayden woke up to the feeling of Lucas shaking with small whimpers emanating from his gorgeous frame. His face was contorted nothing like his loves usual sweet angelic face. He tried to calm him down without waking him by gently stroking strands of hair out of his face, however as soon as he did so Lucas shot up with such force Brayden's cast hit the bed frame making a load clang which was followed by a sharp intake of air. By the time he could think clearly again, He started searching the still dark room for Lucas. He found him quickly he was in the corner curled up as tight as physically possible. Ignoring the searing pain in his hand, he rushed to Lucas' side.
"Babe what is it, what's going on?...should I call a doctor, what can I do…..Tell me what's wrong, your scaring me"
All that he received in return was muffled cries and garbled words he could only make out one word which was nightmare. The only thing he could think of to do was comfort his distraught lover so he held him tight while gently stroking his hair hoping he would be calm enough to talk in the near future.
"Babe what's wrong, what was your nightmare about? Please tell me" It took a good hour or so for Brayden to get Lucas back into bed, they were laying together with Lucas clinging to Brayden as if he were a life boat.
"I dreamt about telling my parents and their reaction to the news"
"You aren't alone in this, it will all work out. I will be there as will my mother and you know how she is about family"
"They are going to hate me… I know it, they aren't like your family. "
"Did you forget what my mom said earlier?" Lucas lifts his tear ridden face just enough to meet Brayden's gaze, he then proceeds to return his face to its original position leaning against Brayden's chest while shaking his head no.
"You are a part of this family whether you like it or not (said with a slight smirk on his face). You will always have a safe place to stay ok, you are taking up permanent residence in my arms." He says with a cocky over confident grin, Lucas didn't need to look to figure that out. Brayden received a small chuckle at the comment, it took time but the sobs became less and less frequent then stopping all together, his tears wiped away by Brayden's large thumbs with a little difficulty before he planted a prolonged gentle kiss to his forehead.
"I love you always and forever you've got my heart, you are loved that will never change. Hell my mom treats you more like family then she does me * small chuckle*. Don't worry about anything it WILL be ok, I promise. The pressure you are putting on yourself isn't healthy and is not good for either of you, just try not to worry so much" He places another soft kiss to the top of Lucas's head as he simultaneously reaffirms the hug with a quick gentle squeeze. He proceeds to get up encouraging Lucas to do the same however he was fast asleep. Brayden let him sleep in while he took a shower and got ready for the day.
The shower was so refreshing he hadn't realized how stressed he was about the whole situation until the hot water hit him, he stood there head down hand against the wall letting the water just fall down his back for a good 10 min before he heard a crash and thud. He immediately wrenched the towel from the rack so violently that one side was ripped from the wall. He never could have been prepared for what he saw, his heart sank as all color drained from his face, and breathing ceased. He was frozen in place for what felt like an eternity even though it was mere seconds that had passed before he could think again. Next thing he knew he was running as fast he could across the room skidding on his still wet knees to where his love lay.
"MOM!, CALL 911!" he screamed as loud as was physically possible, Panic and horror clearly evident in his voice.
Furiously dialing 911 on her cell while simultaneously running towards the room in a state of panic unsure of what site would soon greet her, the second she reached the door it was clearly evident they needed help and fast. She saw her son in just a towel and next to him Lucas convulsing violently. She threw the cell at Brayden and rushed to Lucas' side thankful she was a nurse and knew how to handle the situation until help arrived.
"911 what is your emergency?"
"It's…its mmmy Boyfriend Lucas, we need an ambulance please hurry!"
"Ok sir I need you to say calm, can you do that for me? Take a few deep breathes" Brayden did as he was instructed not that it helped calm him much, before he answered with an
"Mhmm" in a quivering voice as he watched the sight in front of him unfold
"Ok good, what's your address?"
"It's umm, 14...32 west Lermont Street, Martinsville, Indiana 50432"
"Alright sir they are on their way, what exactly is the nature of your emergency"
"I…I...I don't know what happened he...he...he was fine a few minutes ago" at this point he was really starting to shut down and hyperventilate, his mind was quickly losing all comprehensible thought.
"Sir,… sir stay with me, what exactly is going on?"
"He is convulsing and there's blood everywhere"
"Does he have a history of seizures, pre-existing medical conditions, or drug use?"
"No, nothing he has always been relatively healthy"
"Any chance of pregnancy"
"Ye…e..ah we just found out"
"How far along is he?"
"We aren't sure, our first OB appointment isn't for a few days"
"How old is he?"
"18"
"Is anyone else there with you?"
"Yeaa mmmy mom she's a nurse, please hurry"
"Please sir you need to stay calm the paramedics are in route and will be there momentarily, is the front door unlocked?"
"I...I.I don't know"
"Ok go now and check" He did as instructed even though every fiber of his being was screaming not to leave Lucas' side.
"It's open, I can hear sirens"
"Ok good, now go outside so you can direct them on where Lucas is. I'm going to stay on the phone with you until they get there ok"
"I see them!" he didn't wait for the dispatchers' response and quickly hung up, sprinting into the middle of the road in just a towel to stop them just in case. The paramedics came to a dead stop, hoping out and running towards the back of the vehicle unloading the stretcher that held the oxygen, medical kits and the code kit.
"Follow me hurry, this way!" Brayden yelled as he ran back into the house paramedics close on his heels. When they finally reached Brayden's room he saw his mom propping Lucas up so he stayed on his left side, he was completely still and unconscious. Brayden was positively horrified at the amount of blood on both his mother and the surrounding furniture. The paramedics took over from there, putting a brace on his neck and sliding him onto a back board before lifting him to the stretcher. One began to strap Lucas down while the other put an oxygen mask and leads on him. The room was soon filled with loud rhythmic beeping, they checked for equal breath sounds then started to rush him into the ambulance. When Brayden started to climb into the ambulance only to receive a forearm across his chest and a stern look from the paramedic who it belonged too.
"I'm sorry sir you can't come with us, meet us at St. Andrews"
"Try and stop me, that's my partner and child in there" he said in a gravelly voice with fire burning deep in his eyes there was no stopping him and the paramedic knew it he quickly removed his arm allowing Brayden entry they closed the doors and started their journey to the hospital lights and sirens blaring all the way. In route they began to asses him further palpating his abdomen and trying to figure out where all the blood was coming from. The amount of gauze that was needed to clean his face of blood was beyond concerning and in all truth made his stomach churn. They found that when he had gone into the seizure he bit his tongue badly and must have hit his head on the corner of the nightstand as he had a large gash across his right temple. They taped a pressure bandage on to it then tried to assess his mental status checking reflexes watching his pupils very closely making sure the pressure in his brain was staying stable until they arrived at St. Andrews. As soon as they walked through the trauma entrance they were greeted by a series of medical professionals the one who appeared to be in charge started asking questions.
"What do we got?"
"18 year old Caucasian male, no known allergies to medications, no history of epileptic episodes or pre-existing conditions, head lack to the right temple, unconscious, pupils equal and reactive, vitals stable, pregnant with an unknown date of gestation."
"Whose he?" she said pointing to Lucas
"The partner" Both paramedics received the same dirty look from the staff
"We didn't have the time to waste arguing and he was frighteningly intent on staying by his side"
As they approached the trauma bay Brayden was forbidden to go any further, and needless to say he did not voluntarily make his way to the waiting area. About 10 min after they had arrived, Brayden's mother came crashing through the doors of the trauma waiting area still covered in Lucas' blood. She searched the room frantically until she saw her son they both stood and gave each other a long hug before sitting back down. They had given Brayden some scrubs to change into due to his state of undress at the time of arrival.
"Any news?" Brayden was crying silently ringing his hands while staring at the floor as he shook his head to the negative
"Don't worry he's going to be ok"
"Oh really how do you figure that? Have you seen yourself, the amount of blood you're covered in?"
"Well head wounds bleed a lot and one thing that's working in his favor is the pregnancy, his blood volume has increased significantly. His heart beat was strong and steady when we left the house. I doubt he has any intention of leaving us, he's tuff and stubborn just like you. It will be ok" Brayden scoffed at the irony
"What?"
"Nothing, just that's what I kept telling Lucas about this whole situation and now I'm not so sure" she pulled him into a hug and they both began to let go of all the pent up emotions they were feeling.
"We have to have faith, that's all we can do right now"
"I can't lose him mom I can't, I won't survive it and I don't want to" now both were sobbing into each other
"I know baby, I know." As she held him in her arms slowly rocking back and forth while trying to be strong for her son
"I know you may not want to hear this right now but, don't you think we should inform his family" Brayden became enraged at this and tore out of the embrace standing up so fast he almost fell backwards, glaring daggers at his mother with gritted teeth.
"You think they deserve to know anything in regards to him, after knowing how they treat him… what they have done to him! The day I ever call them is the day hell freezes over!" he stormed off to the other side of the room leaning against the wall with only his forehead and hands resting on it. He was so overwhelmed with worry and guilt feeling as though he should have been able to do more for his love, prevented it somehow. What if we lose the baby, I would never forgive myself and Lucas, I don't think he could handle another loss in his life. Poor kids never had it easy and deserved so much more. Just as he was about to bang his head against the wall for the fourth time he heard.
"Group for Lucas Darion?" Both rushed over to the doctor who asked them to follow him into a more private room. The tension was visible as they followed.
"He's ok right? Tell me what's going on?"
"Well Mr. Darion"
"His name is LUCAS!"
"Alright then Lucas, take a deep breath and try to stay calm."
"Heh stay calm are you Fucking kidding me right now?" he stood up with such ferocity that the chair he was sitting in went flying clear across the room as his rage and concern got the better of him. Now looming over the doctor's desk glaring intently into his eyes
"How am I supposed to stay calm? The most important people in the world to me are here in this hospital and I don't know if they are alive or dead and you want me to stay calm! Not a chance in hell!"
"Honey he's just trying to do his job and you aren't making that any easier. I'm sorry for his behavior, this has been a rather ruff couple days."
"I understand and am not offended this is a quite common reaction to trauma."
"Tell me!" he was near seething and resembled a rabid dog at this point
"Lucas….
TBC…