《The Insemination》Chapter Twenty-Six
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Standing their ready for the joke to be over, Rick doesn't laugh. Instead he only holds concern and anger on his face and in his eyes. I look into his eyes for conformation, he looks away. This was no joke.
Feeling myself breathing hard, I start to pace and run my hands through my hair as I feel my mind splitting.
No! No! No!
I should've been there!
I should've protected her! She's carrying my child for crying out loud!
My eyes grow wide as tears stream down my face. Blinking, I feel my heart sinking. Thinking the worst, become sick to my stomach.
My child.
My baby.
And as if a sudden realization hit me, I realize that I am being selfish.
Our baby.
"Where is she? Is she okay? Is the baby okay?" I say cleaning the tears that are streaming down my cheeks.
Rick touches my arm. "You need to go to her," he tells me.
Nodding my head, I step out of the room with Rick and Yuri on my tail.
"Your leaving me?" Yuri asks with a hint of attitude in her tone. Her hint of jealousy was starting to make me sick.
"Yes," I say hurrying to the front of the house.
"She's not worth it. Or is she?" Yuri asks with anger growing in her voice.
"Don't ask questions that you already know the answer to," I say as we make it to the front door. Opening it, Rick runs in front of me to get his black truck.
"Ezra," Yuri says grabbing my arm before I am able to leave the house. "If you leave, you have to promise me that it isn't for the wrong reason. Tell me that you still love me. Please?"
Snatching my arm from her hold, I turn and rush to Rick's truck as well. Hearing the front door slam close, I assume Yuri is throwing a tantrum and I will have to make it up to her soon.
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Making it to the passenger side of Rick's truck, I touch the door handle only to feel strong arms push me against the door and pin me down. Feeling myself grow angry and threatened, I grab the arm of who is pinning me down, twist it, spin around, and push them against the truck.
My eyes widen.
"Rick?" I ask as I see his face full of anger. "What the hell are you doing?" Letting go of Rick's arm, he pushes me hard. Feeling close to the edge of my anger already, my nostrils start to flare.
"Rick don't make hurt you!" I growl.
"Tell me it wasn't you!" Rick shouts back.
"What?" I ask feeling lost.
"Tell me it wasn't you! Tell me you didn't put Irina in that wreck!" Rick says pushing me again.
"What? What!" I shout hurt at the fact that one of my best friends, one of the people that grew up with me, that knows me like the back of their hand, would think I would ever put harm to my child.
"You said you needed her blood! You said you would get it and I know when you want something you will do anything to get it! Tell me you didn't do it Ezra! That's your baby, your child. The second you say that, this shit happens. Tell me-."
Punching Rick in the jaw, I push him against his truck and push him in his chest. Swinging at me, Rick hits me in my jaw. Stumbling back a bit, I stand my ground and rush him. Picking him up by his waist, I run him into his truck.
"I would never!" I shout as I feel tears roll down my cheek. "I would never hurt them! That is my child! Irina may not mean much to me, but she is the mother of my child and I would never stoop so low that I would put them both in a wreck. Kidnap her and ship her somewhere sure, but never something like this!"
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Letting go of Rick, I take a step back, dry my eyes, and sniffle. "I didn't do it."
Kneeling as a sign of surrender and respect, he says, "I'm so sorry man. I didn't mean to disrespect you Alpha. It just seemed to all fall in place."
"Get up Rick. I respect you for making an assumption. Only you have the balls to do so. Now, can we please go so I can see if my child and the mother of my child is alive?"
Rick nods his head as he pats me on the back. Getting in the passenger side, I feel another tear fall as I think the worst.
*****
Beep.
Beep. Beep.
Feeling my chest fall up and down as I breathe, pain ripples through my body. Hearing loud voices, I feel my head shake a little from the pain of a headache. Trying to swallow, my throat feels like a dessert which makes me want to cough, but nothing comes out.
Where am I?
Gaining the need to open my eyes, I try, but fail. Trying again, I feel my headache grow bigger as a piece of light shines through my almost peeking eyes. Quickly shutting them, I feel my arm jerk and pain ripples through my whole body again. My nerves are acting on their own.
Why can't I move my own body?
The need to cry out in pain occurs, but nothing comes out. Instead I feel hot liquid fall from my eyes.
Why am I crying? Is the pain that bad?
Beep. Beep. Beep.
What is this beeping noise? Where am I?
Trying to open my eyes again, my right only opens as my left stays closed. Peeking, I see a heart monitor. I hold my eye open as long as I can until my eye forces itself shut.
A hospital? Why am I at a hospital?
As if a flash comes rushing through my head, I see an image of bright lights, the noise of crashing cars echoing, repeated screams, and then darkness.
Feeling my heartbeat rise, the beeping of the heart monitor gets louder. And louder. And louder.
I was in wreck! Oh God, what of my baby?
Feeling my chest rise and fall from my heavy breathing, tears start to stroll down my complexion more.
No. No! My baby!
As if a burst of energy rushes through me, I start to scream and cry out loud not caring how much pain is rippling through me.
"My baby!" I cry out loud and scream.
"Doctor she's awake! Quick!" I hear a woman's voice scream out.
Hearing rushing feet, I feel multiple arms hold me down as my kicking and screaming continue. "She's in shock! Hold her down! Get more help in here!" I hear a man's voice shout.
"My baby!" I shout again as my cry grows louder. So loud that my body starts to shake and my heartbeat quickens more. Hearing the heart monitor beep faster, and faster, and faster, though my eyes are closed, I feel myself drowning back into darkness.
Feeling my body give up, I hear the echo of a faint line, and the screaming words of "code blue" as my world fades to black.
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