I'm not a freak! (mpreg)

Chapter 9

"Y- you know when you said that you disappeared for two months because your grandmother died?" I mutter and bite my lip. Come on Byron. Be brave.

"W-what about it?" He mutters, a stutter clearly visable as he let me go and sits back in his chair.

"You lied... Didn't you?" I muttered, hearing his breathing waver as tears filled his eyes.

"N-no I didn't. I- I had to go to-"

"Don't lie!" I shout and grip my hands into fists, tears already attacking my eyes. "You was with Alex!"

"Where did you-? Who told you that?"

"Both of you did. When I first passed out... Three days after I passed out." I mutter, a slight growl in my voice.

I heard his chair scrape as he stood up."Byron. I- it meant nothing. It was a fling, i- I was angry. I thought you hated-"

"That's not a good enough reason! You cheated on me! You lied to me for three months! Three fucking months!" I scream, my heart rate increasing as tears leave my eyes in a flood.

"Calm down baby, please-"

"Don't call me baby! Byron! My name is Byron!" I look over to him, my face was screwed and red from the tears, but my expression wasn't anger. It was disappointment. He slowly approached me with open arms as I cried and hid my face. The pain soon came back tenfold as I feel a horrible cramping, only making me cry more.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Please Byron. Calm down..." He whispered lowly into my ear as I scream and cry. "I'm so sorry byron. I know I was wrong but I was scared of losing you. I'm sorry."

I ignored everything he said and simply cry. "I- it hurts-" I groan between tears as my body begins to tense. He slowly let go and looked down at me with sad eyes.

"Please... Relax. Byron relax." He rubbed my back as I layed back but soon gripped my stomach tightly and let out a blood curdling scream. It quickly because to much for me as my eyes shot open. I looked down at my bump but soon gasped as I feel a sudden relief from the pain.

Blood, so much blood. The white cotton sheets were immediately stained as I cried in agony once again.

Michael's POV

I was terrified. The blood was coming in rushes as he turned paler then ever. My eyes widened as I smashed the side of my closed fist onto the emergency call button and began to shout.

"Help! Someone help! My boyfriend... O- our baby! Please help!" I scream, gripping Byron tightly and protectivly as he cried.

"Our baby! Michael it- it hurts..." His words were slurred and muffled as he whimpered lowly into my chest.

Nurses and doctors came rushing in to help as they layed him back and began to inspect him. Monitors and wires were coming from every part of bare skin over him. Heart monitors cover his stomach as well as several for him. The doctors quickly knew what was wrong, and luckily, it wasn't a miscarriage. The baby was fine. I could have cried in that moment from the joy, but the pain of what was wrong with Byron was much worse.

He had a serious blood infection which was slowly distroying all the muscles in his body. They didn't know what caused it or how to stop it. I was at a loss. Once they finally got him stable, the doctor took me out of the room.

"Mr Richards?"

"Yes?" I mutter, looking at the doctor. His white lab coat was splattered with Byron's blood and his skin was dirty from the last hour of work to try and stabilise him.

"I think it's best for Byron to get out of town. This thick air isn't good for him. He needs to get away and relax." He smiles softly. "Byron told me how he was planing on moving to Dover with his aunt. I understand that she was a doctor in the past so I'm sure it would be-"

"Wait? Dover? I hadn't heard about any of this." I mutter, shock and almost sadness setting in.

"Oh, i thought he would have spoke about it with you... I'll let him explain more" he smiles.

"O- okay... Do you know when he'll wake up?" I mutter and gently shake his hand as he offers it to me.

"Within a few hours at most. For now I think it will be a good idea to increase his dose on the pain medication... Just to avoid this again. He will also be on antibiotics to help with the infection." He smiles

"Okay, thank you" I mutter and nod to him as he leaves. I walk back into Byron's room and sigh heavily, seeing all the nurses have already left.

"I'm so sorry baby... I should have seen the signs. You've been so miserable and all I've been is selfish... Please... Please forgive me" I whisper softly and press a gentle kiss on Byron's forehead before I lay on the bed next to him, making sure I'm not taking up to much space, but luckily the pregnancy beds here are big. I gently rub his bump and hum softly, not even realising I was until I fell asleep with my head nuzzled to his neck.

I woke up a few hours later to a warm feeling agaisnt my chest. I opened my eyes and smile softly at the sight. Byron. Laying, gently nestled into my chest, gripping my shirt with his stomach slightly pressed against mine. I still can't believe it. Five months he's been carrying my baby. Five months and I've only been here for three.

Although I was upset that he already planned for us to go back to our old home town, i was also happy. It means that I don't have to panic about us being kicked out by my parents. I suppose that does make things easier.

I hope his aunt forgives me as easily as he did. I mean, I did try to kill him.
And now he's expecting my child. Please tell me she knows?

I look down at Byron and smile sweetly as he slowly opens his eyes, the steady beating of our baby's heart beat ringing clear in our ears as everything else falls silent.

"Hey Byron... You're okay." I smile and rub his back as he let's out a heavy sigh of relief.

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(Authors note)

Hey guys! That's it for this chapter. It will be ending soon so don't worry.
Karma is coming and it'll bite Alex in the ass! Don't forget to comment, vote and share.

Also? What gender do you want the baby to be? A boy or a girl... Also, any name ideas?