I awoke the next morning, and rushed to the bathroom. All the cookies I ate last night came flying back up. I sat there puking for ten minutes. I really felt horrible. Once I was done, I flushed the toilet and began cleaning my face with a cool washcloth. I turned the television to Finding Nemo and curled up in bed. I felt like my entire body was on fire. I dozed in and out of consciousness for a few hours. It was about three in the afternoon when Mike came in. "Alex? Sweetie, are you okay?" I slowly opened my eyes and focused them. I shook my head no but it caused a headache to arise. He handed me a Tylenol and a glass of water. "Just relax. I'm sorry that I wasn't here last night. But, I'm here now. Would you like some chicken noodle soup?"
I looked at him, not wanting to shake my head. The pain and nausea was already almost unbearable. "Just put up one finger if yes." So, I put up my index finger and he nodded. He left the room and came back with hot soup. I slowly sipped the broth, allowing the goodness to fill me up. When I was finished eating, I dozed off quickly. The peaceful sleep didn't last long. I was awoken at five in the morning by sudden nausea. I rushed off and began puking my guts out. "Alex? Oh, sweetie, its okay." He began rubbing my back gently, trying to comfort me. I sat back against him and he smoothed my hair away from my face. "We should take you to the doctor in the morning." I nodded and wiped the remnants off of my face.
He helped me back to bed and tucked me in. I fell asleep not long after that. Mike was such a loving and caring man. He made me super happy. I woke up hearing hushed voices outside our bedroom door. One voice was Mike's but I had no idea who the other person was. I rushed to the bathroom and emptied my stomach once more. After I finished, I flushed and wiped off my face. I was worried about what was wrong with me. I opened our bedroom door to see Mike talking to a woman. He turned around and smiled slightly at me. "Alex, this is Doctor Sarah Johnson. She's here to check you out." I nodded and allowed them to enter the room.
I sat down on the end of our bed and tried to relax. "Hello, Alex. I heard that you have been having trouble keeping food down." I nodded and looked at Mike. He smiled and leaned up against the wall. I was scared and looked at Mikael for reassurance. Of course, his smile didn't really help. "Well there is only one thing this could possibly be." I looked at her, waiting for her to continue. I was on edge. "You're pregnant." My jaw dropped to the floor. The doctor patted me on the back and walked over to Mike. "Congrats. Make sure she takes these once a day." He nodded and took the pills. Once the doctor left, Mike came over and sat down beside me. "Sweetie?" I looked at him, shock still frozen on my face. It took a few minutes before I could do anything. "Don't worry. Everything will be okay. Don't you want kids?"
I grabbed my notebook and began writing furiously. When I was done, I shoved it over to him. 'It's not that I don't want kids. I'm a little shocked about everything. I'm frustrated that I still can't talk and to add being pregnant on top of that.....I do want kids and I'm excited to finally be having my life long dream come true. A lot of the mother-child bonding usually starts with the child hearing the voice of the mother.' He sighed and wrapped his arms around me. "I understand completely. We don't know for sure that your situation is permanent. And it'll be a while before the baby is here." I nodded and kissed his neck. I wasn't sure if I was ready to be a mother. It didn't matter though. I would grow into it.
He gently ran his hand through my hair. It was very relaxing. I turned on the t.v. and began surfing the channels. There wasn't much on, which annoyed me because there were six hundred channels! "Are you hungry, sweetie?" I nodded and he headed into the kitchen. I grabbed a few items of clothing and took a shower while I waited. When I came back into the bedroom, he had a plate of pizza waiting for me. I sat down and began to eat. The pizza was delicious. But, it didn't distract me from the tortuous thoughts floating through my mind. What was I going to do about Terrance. I couldn't possibly have my child with someone constantly stalking me. I didn't want my children to feel like I did, constantly afraid. I looked over at Mike and realized that he knew exactly what I was thinking and feeling.
I finished my food and curled up on the bed. I was scared for the future. Terrance was unstoppable so far and if he knew that I was pregnant, he would go after my child. It didn't matter what happened. I would protect my child with my life. A few minutes later, Mike came in and massaged my back until I fell asleep. Maybe the future wouldn't be so bad. We would figure it all out as we went. Mikael would do anything to protect us. The next morning came quickly. I stretched slowly and looked around the room. Mike was still sound asleep on his side of the bed. I got up and went into the kitchen to make breakfast for us. When I walked in, I wasn't really paying attention. I began making pancakes and waffles. "So, rumor is that you are expecting. Congrats! Too bad that child will never know their father." A chill ran down my spine as I slowly turned around. Terrance quickly grabbed me before I could run. I tried to get away and managed to knock a pan down.