The Donor's Baby

Break Down!!

I believe this will be a turning point in the story...or not( wink wink;)) Anyways...happy reading..enjoy!!:)

His shocked face was all that I wanted to see but still deep inside I was not satisfied. Before I could say anything, he shouts at me,

"What was that for?"

"Really, you really are asking me that? Is everything a joke to you? You do realize that whatever you said just sounds preposterous? Unbelievable?"

"I know it really sounds bad and ummm...kind of unbelievable, but it is the truth!"

"So you are saying that I really should believe that the bank just gave you my identity?"

"Yes...no... they did not give it to me willingly, I had to do some underhand work.....but still...that's not the point"

"That is exactly the point! I am going to sue them for this...just you wait"

"NO, you don't understand...it was not them.... they don't even know that I hacked into their system to get your information!"

"You just keep getting better and better in my opinions!!", and suddenly so pissed off I shouted " GET OUT... JUST GET OUT"

"Whoa, just calm down...I don't mean to say anything to rile you up..."

"Even so....even if this is your baby too, so what? This baby is half mine too and if it comes to that situation, I will fight tooth and nail with you for...for my baby" , saying this I broke down....I couldn't take it anymore. This was a whole lot of unwanted stress – what with me not telling my parents, this added complication was causing my head to spin.

Suddenly, I felt arms around me, pulling me towards a hard and warm body and without realizing it I lean towards it. It felt so good to be held that I it took some time for my mind to catch up to who it was that was hugging me.

"Sshhh...just calm down. I am not taking the baby anywhere...I just wanted to see who it was that was raising them. I am not cruel enough to do that. Just please, stop crying"

But this just didn't want to stop....the days and the worries were finally catching up to me...and this seemed to be the unfortunate outlet. I felt him picking me up and moving towards my bedroom. I know it seemed foolish when I didn't struggle to be put down....but as I said earlier....I couldn't bring myself to feel bad towards him....I don't know why.

He pushed open the door and walked towards my bed. He put me on the top of the covers and my sobs seemed to increase. Quickly yanking the covers, he took off his shoes and got into the bed, pulling me towards him. Enclosed within the safety of his arms, I didn't realize when I dozed off into a deep slumber, only faintly feeling the blankets being tugged around me....but I do remember the last thing which felt the most....

A small kiss on my forehead before he pulled me closer still!!