I'm Here to Fix You - Broken Souls Series #2

The demon slayers

I've decided to write this story as much as I can, because I want to soon get to the big part, and because I need to end it soon, so that I can focus on the rest. Hence...you'll probably get bored seeing an update a day or every other day lol

CHAPTER 53 - THE DEMON SLAYERS

JAKE'S POV

"It's that simple." She smiled, clasping her hands together over the desk.

"That simple my ass." I scoffed.

"Jake." Silvia sent me a dirty look.

"What? I paid for a service that was not delivered! I should sue the fucking condom factory!"

She rolled her eyes, turning back to the doctor, who gave out a short laugh. "I see you haven't digested it yet ... it's alright, Mr. Watson, many men have the same reaction as you."

"Oh, I sincerely doubt it." Silvia scoffed, feigning a huge sigh. "There aren't many men like him."

"Yes, I can easily guess that ..." Dr. Stuart checked me out from tip to toe for a long moment, which didn't escape Silvia's eyes, and which obviously gained me a kick to my ankle. As if it were my fault that the doctor is in heat. That's the problem with having a jealous girlfriend and a womanizer past: every woman that flirts, it's not her fault, it's mine. Even if I don't give her the slightest hint, it's always my fault, and I get told off for being, well, me.

"Either way." Silvia said loud enough to distract the woman. "We've made up our minds."

She turned to my girlfriend, a little flustered, as if suddenly recalling she was here to do her job. "So you're definitely sure?"

"Believe me, doctor," I scoffed, "I'm the last man on this Earth that should ever become father."

"Yes, but-"

"You can pretend you said all the stuff you want to, your conscience is alright. We've made up our minds." Silvia doesn't want it. Nor do I. So ... that's the only way. Also because she won't go through with abortion. Something about ... strands of her Catholic heritage, whatever that means.

It's fair, though. Technically speaking, as the doctor explained, given that Silvia is at the 16th week, the embryo has already become a fetus, with ... almost all its part, so it is indeed a baby. Abortion is still possible, but neither of us could bear it. Let's be honest, we've both seen more death than any human could bear, so neither of us can stomach this, be it even a fetus. I agree with her.

Okay, maybe it took us weeks to come to terms with it. And maybe I did freak out, just a little ... but in the end we made up our minds. We're not keeping the baby, but neither will we abort it.

So, well, it's adoption. The doctor was just about telling us about this good agency she knows. It's obvious that even though we won't keep it, we're still doing the whole routine, visits and all that, but finally Dr. Stuart gave us the best answer. We'd been seeking adoption agencies, but none of those suited us.

In the end, Dr. Stuart inhaled deeply, and her shoulders deflated, as if she felt relieved. "Okay then. I can put you in touch with this agency. We often cooperate, so it would be me anyways to follow you throughout the pregnancy up until birth, Silvia."

"Thanks."

Needless to say we both heaved a huge sigh of relief the exact moment we left the clinic. I know it seems unfair and not very romantic, but ... we don't want kids. Neither of us does, so ...

"Well, that's one problem less." I voiced my thoughts while we walked to my car. Silvia seemed pensive, though. "Baby?" Uh. I should probably change pet name for her, at least for the next 7 months and beyond.