Oscar Diaz Imagines | OMB

We'll Get Through This

I woke up feeling Oscar's warmth, I snuggled closer into him, I enjoyed these days where I didn't have work and when Cuchillos didn't bother him.

"Babe? Are you awake?" asked Oscar sitting up

"Yeah, I'm hungry." I pouted, "Can we go eat?"

Oscar smiled, he pulled down the sheets and kissed my bare belly, "How's my lil baby?"

I giggled as his goatee tickled my belly, "Oscar it tickles! Stop!"

Oscar stopped and kissed my lips, "Te quiero mucho, mi amor."

"Y yo tambien (and I also)."

(A few hours later)

I sat on the sofa watching some tv while snacking on some popcorn when I felt a sharp pain on my stomach.

I dropped the popcorn and I screamed, "Oscar!"

Oscar came running in and grabbed my arms, "What's wrong? Is the baby coming?"

"Ugh! I don't think so it's too early. Something's wrong."

"Let's go to the hospital, now." said Oscar taking me outside to his car, "Cesar stay here."

Cesar was sitting on the outside sofa, "Okay. What's wrong?"

I shrugged, "I don't know but we need to go."

Oscar speeded to the hospital and I kept getting cramps.

The nurses finally got me on a bed and were checking me.

A doctor finally came in, gave me a weak smile and checked his clipboard.

"W-What's wrong Doc?" asked Oscar squeezing my hand.

"The baby is dead, isn't it? I feel weird."

"I'm Doctor Davis. We've checked everything and due to some genetic issue, the baby has passed away. I am sorry for your loss. There are many support groups." said Doctor Davis

I gasped and started sobbing, "No, no. How? Was it my fault?"

Doctor Davis shook his head, "No, it isn't no one's fault this happens naturally."

Oscar grabbed me and hugged me tightly, "I'm sorry bebe. We'll get through this."

I laid in Oscar's arms as I thought of my unborn baby, why did it happen to us?