It's The Falling in Love

Chapter Thirty-One

"Michael, come on.." I hoarsely said, trying to grab Mike.

"You've gotta finish your vegetables." I groaned, rubbing my throat.

Sore throats and fevers always do the trick, don't they? 

"Just one last broccoli, baby." I said, turning Mike towards me as I gently moved the broccoli towards him.

Mike pouted, "NO!" He shouted.

I cringed as his voice echoed through the empty home.

I wish he knew how loud he was. God damn.. 

"Baby, do this for mommy." I cooed.

"NO! NO! STOP! NO!" He protested, crossing his arms.

I sighed, moving the broccoli around, "Here comes the plane!" I cooed.

"Zoom, Zoom!" I exclaimed.

Mike stared at the broccoli, moving his head around as he watched the broccoli move left to right.

Mike stared at me as he opened his mouth.

I smiled, gently feeding the broccoli to Mike.

I don't always have to feed him but I want my boy to grow up big and strong.

Not necessarily like his daddy. 

I heard the front door open as Kevin dragged his feet in the room.

I smiled, letting go of Mike as he ran off. 

I got up from the floor, walking towards Kevin. "How was work, babe?" I asked as Kevin pulled me by my waist.

Kevin shrugged, "It was work, baby." He sighed loudly.

I frowned, "It'll get better." I said, biting my lip.

Kevin smirked, "With you it will." He said, trying to kiss my lips.

I moved back, "I don't want to get you sick, baby. In fact, I need you to watch Mike. I have to go to the doctors." I said.

Kevin sighed, letting go of me. "Is it that damn important that you have to go to the doctors?" He groaned.

"Kevin, yes.." I sighed. "I have a fever and a sore throa-"

"Then let it heal by itself, Mia. God damn.." He mumbled.

I sighed, "The doctor told me to come in after a year, I'm going in." I sternly said.

Kevin frowned, "Fine, fine.." He mumbled.

I smirked, "Your dinner is on the stove. Mike already ate." I said, putting my coat on.

"See you later, baby!" I softly said.

"Yeah, yeah.." Kevin mumbled, watching Mike giggle and play.

I sighed, walking out of the apartment door.

Can't you be more playful with your own son? 

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"Let's see, Ms. Gordy.." Doctor Robert said as he looked at his clipboard.

"How have you been feeling the past few weeks?" He asked.

I sighed, "I've had a fever of one-hundred two and a sore throat.. My fever has lasted for a long time actually.." I said, rubbing my throat.

"Mhm... What else?" Doctor Robert asked.

"Um.." I thought.

"I've noticed my eyelids being purple and I've been very tired lately." I said.