Lost Memories & Buried Love

Chapter 1

I sat in the bathroom shocked. There in front of me were two pee test and they both read Pregnant. My monthly friend was always late but never this late. I looked at the mirror and took a good look at myself. I pulled my shirt off. My breast were bigger then usual and small bump by my pelvic that I thought was just a full bladder was a baby. "I'm Pregnant!" I shouted at my reflection in the mirror.

"What are you yelling about in there Hun?" Ian asked opening the bathroom door to grab his towel. I jumped on him practically strangling him. "Babe you're choking me. Get down."

"Ian I'm pregnant!" I laughed getting off of him. For a moment he just stared at me with a blank expression. My heart stopped. Was he not happy? His face became serious as he placed his hands on my shoulders. This is bad right?

"Are you for sure?" He questioned not taking his eyes off mine.

I took a deep breath letting out a small whisper. "Yes." Scared to speak any louder.

"I didn't here you Mia speak louder I need to know. Don't play with me."

"Yes! Yes I am! Why the hell would I joke about something like this!" I shouted. My voice began to crack with my rising anger and pain. "If you don't want –"

"Mia stop I want the baby!" Ian said cutting me off.

The tears that formed early finally fell but John quickly whipped them. "Then why did you look so serious and mad?" I asked my voice weak.

He let out a sigh. "I'm sorry I just didn't want to get happy then you pull a stunt saying it was a joke." He replied rubbing the back of his head. "Did I hurt you?" He asked sounding sorry for his actions.

"Yes you did." I pouted.

"Keep sticking that bottom lip out like that its gonna fall off." He joked brushing his thumb gentle across them before kissing me sweetly. "I'm happy and can't wait."

And that's how my life got even better. First I thought my first love proposing to me was the happiest day in my life. But now knowing I'm having his child just made me even happier and I didn't think that would be possible. People shouldn't be allowed to have this much happiness at once.


Within the month that passed we told our families that seemed to be over joy. Contemplated over baby names we'll more arguing because he was not naming my kid Bruce after Bruce Lee! We started to change the guest room into the future baby's room. And now where heading to my second doctors appointment.

Today is my 2.5month into the pregnancy so we still don't get a little glimpse at our alien. The doctor walked in with the results. "Everything seems to be fine." He informed as he flipped through the papers on his clip board. "Your absolutely pregnant, be sure to continue taking you prenatal supplements that I gave you. Here's your refill to make sure you don't run out." He said smiling handing Ian the pills. "We're gonna schedule you for 2 months from now for another check up. We will be able to tell you if it's a boy or girl by then."

"Thank you doctor." Me and Ian both said as we left the hospital.

That night we laid in bed talking about the baby. We were snubbed into the blanket ready for bed. His arm snaked around me and he gently pulled me closer to him. He rested his chin on my head. "I want it to be a girl." He whispered into my ear.

"I want a boy, to bad." I laughed. "Why do you want a girl?" I asked curious because guys normally want sons.

"Because I want a little princess that looks just like you when you were little."

"No! I was a funny looking baby. My hair never stayed down!" I cried begging my child not to look like me. "I want a boy because you looked so cute when you were a baby and I want to have an adorable baby like that too."

He began to laugh. "No matter what, our child will look gorgeous. And stop talking bad about yourself I found your baby picture to be very amusing."

"See you said amusing not cute. Amusing." I huffed. I really did hate those baby pictures of mine. It remained silent for a while as my doubts began to set in. "Ian?"

"Yes babe?"

"Do you think I'll be a good mom?" I asked doubting my ability to raise a child.

"Of course you will. You already take good care of me." He reassured kissing my shoulder.

"Do you think our child will love us?" Images of kids screaming 'I hate you' at their parents was too common now a days.

"Honey stop worrying so much. I'm gonna be here by your side to help you. I won't leave you alone. We're in this together." He said squeezing me tighter.

"You better not leave me to raise a kid alone." I warned. "I'm scared not having you by my side." I said rolling over to burry my face into his chest.

"I love you too much to leave you in this world alone." He replied into my hair. Together we drifted off to sleep.

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