Two's a Handful (Vic Fuentes - Sequel to Class Dismissed) ✔️

Chapter 41

I woke up in a fairly comfy bed, thin covers draped around me, and the room was a pleasant temperature. . . but the smell! My eyes flew open once I recognized it.

I was in a hospital. Ugh, I was beginning to really hate hospitals.

I looked beside me and saw Mike with little Tony in his lap, sitting on a chair on the other side of the room. Their concentration was fully on Mike's phone. It looked like he was showing Tony something since he just kept giggling at the screen.

Eventually Mike looked up and smiled once he noticed that I was awake. He put his phone away and messed up Tony's hair. "Go get papa, alright?" He told him. Tony nodded and quickly flew out of the room.

As Mike approached me, I attempted to sit up, but for some reason something was holding me down. I looked down at myself and found that my wrists were restrained to the sides of the bed.

I frowned, a little frustrated. "What the hell am I restrained for?" I spat.

Mike chuckled lightly, but I wasn't exactly amused. "Well, when you were brought in, they asked a load of questions to see what could've caused you to black out like that. So Oliver took the liberty of telling them just about everything, and after that they ran some tests on you." He explained.

Although that really didn't explain anything, so I just gave him a confused look.

"They um... they think that you tried to kill yourself."

My jaw dropped. "They what?!" I screamed as I started tugging on the restraints. "Why the hell would I want to kill myself?!"

Mike jumped over beside me and put a hand on my shoulder. "Hey, calm down, don't get yourself all worked up, it's not good for—" But then he cut himself off immediately. "You know, it's better if Vic explains it to you."

Mike was lucky that I was restrained at this point, because I wanted answers! But sure enough, the door of the hospital room opened, and Vic came walking in, smiling at me immediately.

"Mike, can you go to Tony? The little dork tripped and his nose is bleeding. I'm sure it's nothing, but can you check anyways?" Vic then asked his younger brother with a hint of amusement in his voice.

Mike snickered and nodded. "I'll get right to it."

Mike then left the room as Vic approached me, grabbing one of my hands. "How are you feeling?" He softly asked me.

I sighed. "I feel perfectly fine, other than the slight discomfort of having my fucking wrists restrained like a patient in a madhouse!" I exclaimed, gradually raising my voice towards the end. I could see that Vic was trying to hide some laughter there. The little shit.

I sighed again and decided to calm myself down, looking Vic straight in the eyes. "Can you please explain to me what's going on?" I asked him. The humor instantly left his face and turned into slight confusion. "Because you know that I would never ever try to kill myself, right?"

He nodded. "I know you wouldn't." He simply said. "It's not so much killing yourself, but you trying to kill the baby is what they're worried about."

My eyebrows rose and I stared at Vic blankly. "What in god's name are you talking about?"

Vic sighed and put a hand on my stomach. "You're pregnant, babe." He said, not taking his eyes off me for even a second.

My jaw dropped yet again. "That's impossible." I breathed in shock.

"Apparently not. And that's not the most shocking part, actually."

I tried sitting up again, momentarily forgetting that I was restrained. Vic got the hint though and reached out to my wrists to free me of the crazy bonds. I finally sat up a little and faced Vic as he sat down on the edge of the bed. I was so confused, for some reason I was avoiding touching myself anywhere even close to my stomach. I wasn't supposed to be pregnant. Hell I wasn't supposed to be able to get pregnant anymore after Kevin!