ruptured heart (Completed)

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I woke up to the stinging sensation in my body. Ofcourse it was the damn needles that poked my body out. I couldn't help but see my flat tummy. It was tired, with all the stretch marks and scales.

It only meant one thing.

I gave birth. It did take me a minute to recover from the past incidents. The teacher, the school, the pre-graduation and there was the part in which my water broke. And there was the part where Blaze carried me to his car, and there was the moment when I completely lost control of my thoughts. There I was, not knowing what's happening around me.

I heard footsteps approaching me and prayed to God it was my family. I wanted to see them, and my babies.

"Ms. Jefferson, you are awake," a  staff nurse came through the door who held a heavenly thing. My baby.

I couldn't help but notice his pink fingers and tiny elbow. It was my boy. He was wrapped in a blue onesie with a hazel towel.

I felt tears swelling up my eyes and voluntarily making its way down.

She handed him to me. That was the moment when I reborn. He looked surreal. He had my hair and looked like a dumpling, just like me. His facial features resembled my dad's. Oh my god. He is little Weston!

That's when I found the perfect name for him. Weston Jefferson. Wait, where is the other baby?

"Here we go," Blaze entered the ward with the baby. They looked so adorable together. He wrapped her with his arms so gently like he was afraid of hold her wrong. I can't wait till he knows the truth.

"Little Miss Jefferson," He sat beside me on the chair and helped me sit properly. He put her into the crib and got Weston from my hands. He did the same with Weston and took her.

I- Can't beleive it. She had the same scar as Penny, Blaze's Sister. She looked like she is the amazing thing in the whole universe. Her eyes tightly wrapped and she was eager to see the world. Her eyeballs moved up and down and I played with her fingers.

"Harper," Blaze whispered, taking my hands in his. I looked at him, he had tears in his eyes. He kissed my hands slowly and He looked at the baby as if he knew something that I didn't know.

"Harper,"  I said it again.

I liked that name immediately. He once told me that his sister wanted to name her unborn child Harper. She looks exactly like her, but with my hair and wait, the mole. The mole my father had. I was about to weep but stopped.

The moment was ended with Reece barging into the room with all the baby stuff in her hands, followed by my family. "Welcome my fellas!" She shouted to which Little Weston started crying. There we go.

"Oh my god, Praise the lord," My aunt went near the crib and looked at them like it was her life. She had tears in her eyes too. "He is your father, Pearlin," She said that and I felt my father's presence at that moment.

I wanted to thank Blaze for all this. For giving me a new life. A life with my babies, which sucked me back to the world. If it was not for them, I would have ended up in a rehab or something.

"What are their names, let me guess!" Reece faked her thinking and I already knew the answer. I bet she says Kendall. "How about Kendall?"

Man, she is so obvious! "Pfft, We already named her," Blaze scowled lowly to which Reece made a funny face. "Ooh daddy and mommy named thier kid already,"

Mommy, okay. But daddy- "Shut up," I told Reece in my most serious tone. She can't do this now, I must be the one to tell him. "And Pearlin, you should let the dad name one child, preferably the girl," My aunt said that a little too loud. At that moment, I regretted telling about Blaze  being the father.