CHAPTER SEVEN
I squinted my eyes and groaned as I felt a drum roll taking place inside my head. A few seconds later the memory of me laying down the floor after crashing onto the wall feeling a devastating, sharp pain flashed into my mind.
"My baby! My baby!"
I screamed as I sat back up, placing my palms on my abdomen after coming to realize that I was laying on a bed hospital for who knows how long. My scream was loud enough to be alerting whoever was outside my room, resulting into a sudden opening of the door and a person storming inside.
"Hey, hey, sweetie, relax," Jake's familiar voice soothed me as he captured me between his arms. "I was just talking with Colt. He was anxious because you hadn't talked to him in days."
"Relax? Colt? Jake! Why am I here?!"
Jake smiled at me warmly as his thumb caressed my cheek. I frowned irritated by his reaction, pursing my lips as hard as I could.
"You're here because things got a little bit out of hand back in the institution."
"I remember..." I sighed, "what's wrong with me? My baby, Jake? How's my baby?"
I was holding back my anxiety with too much difficulty. My pulses were going as insane as the turmoil inside me. Jake sensing my discomfort, cupped my face and forced me to look at him.
"Your baby is fine, Val. I can explain everything to you but you need to calm down a bit. You're stressing both of you right now."
"I'm all ears," I mumbled as I took a deep breath, still unable to calm down but able to hide it... at least for a couple of seconds.
"The incident caused you severe stress, sweetie."
"The pain, Jake... the pain I felt was on my abdomen! What's wrong with my baby?"
"As I was trying to explain to you... the amount of stress you were experiencing was the reason of the sharp pain you were feeling in your abdomen. Plus, you got crashed against a freaking wall, Valeria."
"I know... I heard my bones cracking against it. I can't believe how much strength a teenager can have."
"The baby is fine. You... you're fine. But you have to stop dealing with stressful situations. Another event like that might cost you your baby sweetheart."
I know I had promised Dante that I wouldn't abort the baby but I can't deny that the thought was running in my mind for many days after my departure from Manhattan... but after this event, I got so scared of the possibility of never meeting my chickpea that it felt like someone had eradicated the thought and every possibility of it.
"Jake... I can't describe how thankful I am for you being there for me. For you being there for me once again."
"Hey, it's my job after all," Jake gave me a smug smile as a chuckle escaped my mouth.
"It is," I smiled, "but thank you anyways."
"It's not a problem sweetheart. I..."
"Yeah?"
"I got really scared when I heard your scream, back there. Seeing you unconscious on the floor... Valeria, I got scared of losing you."
"I'm not going anywhere, Jake. I have a few more maternal tortures for you in my pocket," I bumped on his shoulder playfully to lighten up the mood.
Even though I was acting up to prevent him from understanding my feelings, his words were very nice to hear. His presence was very reassuring. After some quiet time with Jake, he decided to break the silence.
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PINK MIST 2 ½
ChickLitThe final chapters of our heroine's story will be revealed in the last book of the series. Nathan... Dante... or Jake? Trouble awaits, new comers, choices to be made... Don't miss the end! The story is unedited but competed.