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4 months passed

Chapter 28

Shay

Six months pregnant while its summer in Texas is not a great thing. In fact its horrible. Im always hot and sick. Its frustrating. Michael and Michaela are not helping either with arguing about the A/C or windows open. Although even though they fight, they do their best to keep me happy. "So what are you going to call the baby…mama?" Michaela asked as she hopped on the couch. She was wearing a purple tutu with a black shirt that looked to be a bit to big on her. Michael who entered the living area smiled over at us. He sat down our lunches before plopping on the sofa himself. He was in sweats. "I think we should name her princess!" Michaela suggested.

I smiled. "Now your sibling might be a boy."

"No! No boys allowed in my house!" Michaela declared. Michael coughed, making him choke on his drink in the process. He cleared his throat. "Say that again. I may want to use it against you when your fifteen and you bring a boy over here…."

Michaela giggled. "Silly daddy you're the only man in my life." She hugged Michael's neck.

"Say that when your fifteen."

Michaela giggled again. "Alright daddy. Whatever you say!"

"Michael….what should we name the new one?"

Michael shrugged. "What do you think?"

"Well if it's a girl….Akina Akuti." I said. I felt heat on my cheeks when I saw they were staring at me with dumbfounded looks. "What?"

"Akina?"

"Akuti?"

I shook my head. "Akina means A spring flower. Akuti means Princess. What does that give you when you put the two together?"

"A spring flower princess." Michaela responded.

"But she wont be born in spring…."

"So." I gave them a smile. "I still have three more months left to decide."

"What about if it's a boy?" Michaela asked.

I shrugged. "Wasn't edging it on if it was a boy really."

Michael shook his head with a -Oh god- look on his face. That made me giggle.

Just a bit.

Michael

Two months had passed. Shay's about eight months pregnant. Which means a month away we will be having our baby. Though I fear this might hurt her in the end. The way she's been lately.

"Bed written?" I stared at the doctor then at my sick wife. I grabbed her hand, telling her im here.

"Yes. It seems this pregnancy is a risk to her health. She was lucky with the first but….I don't know if she can handle this one."

My wife's eyes slowly shifted towards the doctor than at me. She said nothing but her eyes said a lot. I squeezed her hand more, gently though. "It'll be okay." I told her once the doctor was gone. "I know you can do this…but we should think carefully-"

"Michael….the first time I was pregnant….you told me to be strong. To be positive. Right?"

"Yes."

She looked over at me with a big smile. "I'll tell you this time. Be strong for me. Be positive for me. Like you mama always says. Be strong for the weak. Be brave for the cowards…"

"And live on for the dead." I finished. "Yes. I know. Alright. I'll be strong. Positive. And brave."

Her smile was heartbreaking.

These days it still is. That smile. Her pale face. This time im not so sure. I have this fear that keeps throbbing inside me. "Daddy….mommy asked if you could make her some soup." I heard Michaela say. Looking down at my five year old I pasted on a smile. "Alright. Take this to mommy." I handed her a wet cloth. "Lay it on her forehead."

"Kay!" Michaela took it with glee and skipped towards the bedroom. After making sure Shay was taken care of I decided to check on my daughter. I noticed she was watching her anime on the living room TV. I guess that's okay. I told myself.

"Michael!" Shay called. I came in to see her sitting up, holding her tummy. She looked in pain. I rushed over when she was getting to her feet and collapsed in the process. "Be careful."

"Michael…"

"What is it."

She looked up at me as she hugged my neck. Her breathing wasn't so well. I felt her head. Hot. I laid her down. "Just lay here. Im taking you to the hospital." Before I could go I felt a tug on my arm. Looking down I saw her eyes gazing at me. "Don't let Michaela see me like this…..please. She's to young to handle this. Michael please-"I gently moved her hair back. I kissed her forehead. "Don't worry dear." I kissed her lips. "Just rest. Let me handle this."

She smiled. Her eyes slowly closed. I quickly rushed to get ready for anything.

I held my wife's hand. I stared at her peaceful face for a while before covering my eyes. She will die if she proceeds.

Those words. They were like knives in me. every time they ran through my head im stabbed. Over and over. For twenty three years she's been by my side. She's held my hand through it all. My first enemy. My first friend. My first girlfriend. My first kiss. My first love. My only love. She's been my one before I knew it. "Michael…." I felt a hand against the palm of my cheek. I removed my hand that shielded my tears to see my wife was staring at me. She gave me a concerned look. "Why are you crying?"

I felt my chin quiver as I tried to banish my crying, though it didn't work. I felt more tears overflowing as I looked at her. "Shay…." I cried. I couldn't take it anymore. I cant be strong anymore. I cant be brave. I cant live on if she's dead. Tears poured, soaking my face as I cried. "Shay…." I cried again.

"Im here Michael." She combed her fingers through my hair as I hung my head down. I shook my head a bit. "Shay…..please don't leave me…..I cant raise two kids on my own. Let alone one-""Michael….Look at me." I did as she ordered. Her eyes were on me. Her hand stopped on my cheek. She leaned closer to me, leaning her forehead against mine she stared at me. "I'll be okay. Doctors say what they will. But it depends on the persons will more than what the doctors say."

"But- You've been ill since-" I choked. She silenced me by a kiss. She pulled back. "Im always ill. I have a weak immune system is all. I'll be fine. I'll keep living."

I stared at her doubtfully but said nothing…..

A month passed. Still no progress. Shay's been too ill to even move. She says shes okay but I don't believe it at all. Im scared. I don't know what to do. What if she dies. What if the baby dies along with her? And what about Michaela? What will this do to her. Damn it Michael your such an idiot. Why did you impregnate her again, knowing that this could be the end of her life. "Michael get your phone will ya." Mitzuki growled, earning her glares from my parents and siblings. I cleared my throat. "Excuse me." I said before trotting off into the kitchen. "Hello?"

"Michael our baby is coming!" I heard Shay shriek.

"What!?"

"Come now! Please!?" She yelled into the phone.

"On my way." I hung up, turned and said my goodbyes. I left my insistent daughter there as well. Im coming Shay….

It felt as if time stopped. Everything stopped. People. Cars. The earth. They all just stopped forever. Hours passed as I coached my wife during labor. Telling her it'll be okay. Holding her hand as tight as possible without hurting her. Everything started back up again when the room was filled with a loud cry.

"Congratulations! it's a boy!"

I laughed a happy one as I took my boy into my arms. I stared at the beautiful eyes that opened up at me. "Shane…." I heard Shay say. I noticed she was looking over here but not exactly at us. "Shane is the name. has a nice ring to it….don't you think…."

"Yeah. Shane…." I stared at my boy then back at my wife. My heart sank when I saw her eyes closed. "Shay…." It was like reliving my nightmare all over again. First they took away my baby then the heart monitor makes a loud and long beeping noise. I watched horrified as the doctors tried to save her. No….Shay….

"Im sorry but…..at this rate….she's not going to make it…."

Once in the waiting room I collapsed to my knees. I clenched my fists and hit the floor hard enough to make my knuckles bleed, though I didn't care. Why….why does everyone leave me…..why cant I have the only person who made me happy all through those years….. "Damn it…." I choked as I sat cross legged against the wall. I gazed down at my injured hand. I clenched it into a fist.

Shay….

I'll live on….

Shay…

Im here….

"Shay…." I covered my eyes as I cried. "Don't leave me…..don't-"

Michael look at me….

Weirdly I did look up. I widened my eyes to see Shay crouching in front of me. Her hand against my cheek. Im here…. Right here…..I'm always….here.

She gave me a smile then faded away. I felt my legs lift up. I looked around a bit freaked. "Shay…."

I'm here. I'll live on.

Soon the doctor told me the news. I dropped into the seat beside my wife's bed. Staring at her. "Shay…." Tears formed in my eyes as I took her hand into my hands. "Please…..I cant do this alone….."I started to sob softly.

I felt her hand grip on me. Opening my eyes I saw her eyes staring at me. She had a small smile. "I told you I'm here. I'll live on."

This time….I cried in joy.

I seriously cried during this chapter. So thanks guys! God. Just kidding. No when you start a chap and you start a Cleon Deon song….then you know you'll tear up.

(Don't know how to spell the singers name who sings my heart will go on. So my apologies on that.)

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-Miki-