Christoph P.O.V
As we arrived at the hospital, a slight wave of nervousness sets in. I'm going to meet the girl that my father injected.
Deep breathes. Deep breathes.
I walk to the front desk, once I got myself together. "How may I help you sir", the receptionist said.
"We are here to see Makayla Smith", Apollo grunts out. The fuck is his problem. "Apollo, Che cazzo è il too problema? (Apollo what the fuck is your problem)
"Questa cagna continua s fissare". Apollo takes his phone out and gets on it. (This bitch keeps starring)
Looking over at the woman I see her sending lust filled eyes at us.
Has she been doing that the whole time?
"Sarah said her room number is 656", then he walks off through the double doors.
"Hey! You can't go back there!"
I leaned over the desk, " IF you don't want to be chopped up and grated into piranha food then get back to what you were doing .... NOW!" my voice boomed.
Frantically, she presses the button for us to have access and doesn't look at me again. Hearing giggling I look down in my arms and saw Nikolai. Laughing, "Oh merda, Nikolai no dimenticato di averti avuto". (Oh shit, Nikolai I forgot I had you)
Was he laughing at what happened? Chuckling, I better catch up to Apollo. Snapping out of my thoughts as I see the room numbers increasing.
653 ...
654 ...
655 ...
656, finally!
"Ready fratello?" (brother)
Nodding my head at him, ready as I'll ever be.
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Makayla P.O.V
KNOCK, KNOCK
"Come in", Sarah tried to whisper but failed, "be quiet though she's still sleeping". I swear I'm going to have to teach this girl how to whisper. She stays loud.
"Sarah that was loud though".
"No the fuck it wasn't!"
"Sarah it actually was but nice try though". Giggling I open my eyes and was met with Sarah and two unknown males. Wondering who they are I hear a whining child, I break my eyes away from the guys to none other than my baby boy.
"Nikolai my sweet boy, I've missed you". Reaching his arms out becoming extremely fussy.
Grabbing him I snuggle close to my heart. I never want to let this boy go again. "Did you miss your mama my Nikolai, I've missed you so so much".
I kissed him all over his chubby cheeks making the both of us giggle.
In the miss of our giggle fest, he pats my chest. Oh goodness, he wants to nurse. I automatically pulled my breast out and start. Yes, I still breast feed my baby even though he is now twenty-one months, but I am in the process of weening him off. This connection is just EVERYTHING!
"Umm .. KayKay I dont want to mess up the connection but there is others in the room that don't need to see your big boobs".
"Oh my I'm sorry", looking up from Nikolai, "I do want to thank everyone for watching over us for the past month or so while I was in the hospital. if it wasn't for you guys I don't think either of us would be alive so thank you." I lightly wiped my face of my tear stains on my face.
"It's no problem, my brother Christoph here", he points to the other man, "your son didn't want to let him go majority of the time. Oh and by the way I'm Apollo, the sexiest brother", he winks. Sarah slaps him on the back of the head and motioned for him out the room. "Stupid testa." (stupid head)
"We'll be right out the door if you need us".
It was just me and apparently Christoph in my hospital room. So taking my eyes off Nikolai I noticed something strange.
He has the same icy blues with a small gray spec ...
"Tuo figlio è vecchio?" (Your son is how old)
Tilting my head slightly, what did he say?
"I'm sorry, I asked how old your son is", his thick accent spills out.
OHMYGEE, his voice is doing something to me right now. Wait... Stop... Makayla!
"Nikolai is about twenty-one months now."
"When did you have him?"
"I had him October 20."
I have this feeling to let him know he was premature, but why?
"How was he conceived?"
I knew this question would come up. A lot of people ask, I'll just lie about it. It's nobodies business.
"He-", before I could finish the doctor walks in.
"Good Afternoon Ms. Smith, how are you doing today?" He started messing with my IV and checking my pulse and all the other stuff doctors check. I'm not a doctor so I really don't care as long as they don't mess up. "Oh look at someone is all cuddled up with his mama". He looks down at Nikolai balled up in between my breast. "Yes he is my cuddle bug", I say while running my fingers through his soft curls.
Turning around he finally notices Christoph glaring at him, "Hello Mr.?"
"Vasiliev"
"Yes, Mr. Vasiliev I was just checking her vitals no need to be alarmed. Well everything is going great Ms. Smith so by tomorrow morning you should be ready to leave. All your test came back and everything seems good." Shaking Christoph's hand he walks to the door and opens the door. Before he walks out he turns and says, "Have a good rest of your night and Mr. Vasiliev if you and you guys adorable son would like to stay here with her you're more than welcome!" With that he was out the door.
OUR SON?? Looking between the two they had many similarities. This couldn't be, it just couldn't. If that was true than that would mean that this is.... "YOUR MY SON'S FATHER?"
"Merda" (Shit)
"ARE YOU!? ANSWER ME!", practically screaming.
That would explain so much. Why he came in here so nervous-like, why he didn't want to look me in the eyes in the beginning! He was there when that guy put that needle in me!
"Get... out" I barely got out through my tears.
"Please Makayla, let me expl-".
"NO! YOU GET OUT OF HERE NOW! I WANT NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU!" I damned near hollered.
"I will leave but just know this, I'm going to get a test done and if that is my son you won't be able to keep us apart," he glared at me, "trust I won't disappear that easily sweetheart, sleep tight". He smirked and walked out.
A chill ran down my spine.
My child father is Christoph.
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