"What do you mean?" Collin asked. "Do you mean our pups will die?"
"No not the pups. One in two bodies can handle the pregnancy, that is what the statistics show with the male pregnancies. But that doesn't mean it could be you two. There might be change that both of you survive giving birth. I'll give you all a moment." Brown stepped out of the room. Leaving all of us there. In silence.
Collin's Pov:
There were so many things running through my mind. When I found out we were both indeed carrying a baby inside of our belly's I couldn't help but feel this joy running through my whole body. All of this seems impossible like a dream, we would be having a baby. Of our own. From our body. Name him or her, raise him or her. It'll be another great story to tell everyone how we overcame many things. But then the doctor tells us that there is a chance that one of us won't make it through the birth.
I look at Timothy and grab his hand, squeezing it tightly. After all we've been through this can't be the end. We've been through hell and back, we are not staying in hell. We will make it out alive. Even if we have to fight to make it through, we will make it. It just hurts a lot, I don't want to lose anybody anymore. It is painful. Stays with you for a long time until the scars actually begin to heal up. Even now they are a bit open. All in all, I'm weaker. I don't want Timothy to be the one to go. I would do anything to make sure he survives. He doesn't deserve that.
The pain would be too much to handle.
"Collin, I'll be okay. I promise." Timothy mumbled to me. " We're in this together and we are getting out together. Alive. Both of us."
I couldn't talk, I smiled as tears fell down my cheeks. It's been one week since we found out about everything. It's like we're back when we lost Johnny. Everyone is too quiet. They still help Timothy and I with anything we need. But when I look at Timothy, it makes me want to cry more. He looks the weakest. He has dark circles under his eyes, we try to get him to eat but nothing stays down. He seems more depressed everyday. But he always has something positive to say. Even if it seems like there is absolutely no chance.
We've been both pregnant for two months now but Timothy's symptoms just began showing a little bit more now. It seems he's doing a lot worse than me. It scared me to the core because I didn't want anything to happen to him. Not Timothy after everything.
"I know." I whispered. "I'm scared."
He gave me that look he always did. The look that let me know that we will be alright.
The others were downstairs after we told them we didn't need anything. They act weird around us too. It's as if they'll break down in any second.
"WHY DON'T YOU SHUT UP!" We looked at each other at Iris growling."
"Iris no!" Dominic shouted. There was a loud bang, before door slammed shut. Everything went silent. Timothy and I looked at each other before deciding to go see what was happening.
"Stay in bed okay. I'll see what's going on." I kissed his cheek before putting on my slippers and slowly making my way downstairs. The tension is up, Dominic and Nathaniel are both sitting against the wall. Nathaniel has blood coming out of his chest.
"Collin go back to bed."
"Whats going on?" I asked stepping up to them.
"Just go back to bed."
"Where is Iris?" I tried to be calm but how could I be? Nathaniel is bleeding and Iris is nowhere to be seen.
"Just go back to bed. Please. I'll take care of everything." Dominic's voice was quivering and he wasn't staring at me.
"Just tell me what happened?"
"Collin, just go back to fucking sleep. I told you nothing is wrong!" I flinched back. Before he realized he raised his voice. My lips trembled. He stood up about to say something but I turned and run up to the room. Slamming the door shut and locking it, in the process.
"What happened!?" Timothy asked standing up. I couldn't take this anymore. I could not stay strong. He held me in his arms as I began sobbing. I trembled in his arms. "Shh." He rubbing my back and managed to bring me to bed.
"Iris is gone. Nathaniel is bleeding and Dominic he's... I don't know what happened."
"Just relax. It'll be okay-"
"But what if it's not, what if we-"
"We always come through in the end-"
"But what if this is the end."
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Third Person's Pov :
Iris was wandering around the woods, furious, angry. He didn't know what to feel. All he knew was he did something he regretted with everything he had. All he knew is that he had messed up and snapped. They were planning a wonderful dinner for Collin and Timothy to get there mind off of everything that was happening. But then Nathaniel began talking, questioning if they'll actually make it through. He began giving up in them living. Iris couldn't take it and used the knife in his hand to attack him.
Nathaniel was healed and now he was searching for Iris while Dominic was trying to get Timothy and Collin to get out of the room and just explain everything. But it seems nearly impossible. They didn't even answer him. Dominic was hurt for raising his voice at Collin, knowing how sensitive he was. But he did. He was just so angry at everything. It seems like everything is falling apart. Almost like fighting together won't work anymore.
They were all scared to face that they weren't strong enough to face this together.
I am so getting into this. I'm going to finish it before I go to Canada. A few little time. I will finish it soon :) thank you for the support.
