Matt took Stella’s phone. He then packed her clothes inside a backpack and headed outside her room. Emma came face to face with him with a weird grin on her face. “You chose to go, huh?” She noticed the backpack in his hand. “Do you think you are going to have a happy life with her?” She continued.
“Be careful, Matt.” His mother shouted. She was uncertain whether she should tell him about the ‘plan’ or not. “Get off my way.” He pushed Emma’s shoulder as he walked past her.
“How is he?” Stella and John asked the doctor as he left Matt’s room. “He is getting better. Soon, he will gain his consciousness.” He informed them with a comforting smile. “Can I see him now?” She asked him. All she wanted at that time was holding his hand. “Yes, sure.” She held her tears back as she entered the room. Her tears finally escaped from her eyes when she grabbed his hand and placed it on her heart. “We are waiting for you, my hero.” She then travelled his hand down to her belly. “When are we going to pick a name for our baby?
Her popping eyes remained fixed on the phone as she tried to process what she just heard. “What’s going on?” Matt asked her as he looked back and forth at her and then at the road.“H-he told me that he is in p-pain.”She stuttered before finally looking back at him. “We have to see him.” He suggested. “I’m exhausted baby, let’s go home first.” She threw her hair back as she closed her eyes. “Why is he acting like that? I don’t want to meet his weird gazes for now.” She wondered why Jo
The ride home was pretty silent. “How did you meet each other?” Stella finally broke the awkward atmosphere. She looked at Sara who was sitting near her in the backseat. “We have been chatting online for a period of time and then we started developing feelings for each other.” Whenever she pronounced a word, Sara would look at John as if she was waiting for him to help her finish the sentence. “Oh, that’s so lovely.” She reacted with a smile. &
Matt rushed inside the hospital, running his fingers through his hair. He noticed John sitting on a chair looking down at his phone. “Where’s she?” Matt yelled. “She’s inside. I was waiting for the doctor to come out. Here she is.” He pointed at the doctor who was walking towards them.“Who’s her partner?” the doctor said. They both looked at each other before he quickly spoke. “It is me. How is she? She is pregnant. Is the baby alright?” He asked breathlessly.
“Alright, I’ll be there soon.” Matt hung up and looked at Stella. “Babygirl, don’t be stubborn and do as I tell you. Once you get home with John, lock all the doors and windows. The bodyguard will also protect the house, you will be safe there.” He pressed his forehead against hers.“I’m really scared. I don’t want you to go…by yourself.” He grabbed her cheeks as he gave her a weak smile. “I’ll be fine, I promise. We will just have a deal.” He comforted her.
“Why did you let him go?” Emma threw the glass of wine against the wall. “What if they change the country and we don’t find them again?” She asked. “Don’t worry, I’ll find them everywhere they go. Besides, he can’t leave his mother here.” He smirked as he left the room.Emma looked back at Mrs. Garcia; she gave her a dirty look before throwing her hands at her. “G-get off me, E-emma.” She struggled to push her away. “Why Matt never loved me? It’s your fault.” She yelled. “You are crazy. I should’ve never chosen you as a wife for my son.”
It was already 1 am when Stella reached her destination. “I hope I can run away from that jerk.” She walked in the freezing night to the door and knocked on it several times. She wrapped her arms to her chest as she looked around the area. “Stella!” Eric exclaimed as he swung the door open. “What the hell are you doing here?” Emma appeared behind him. “I’m here to make a deal too.” “Come inside, baby.” He pulled her insi
“I lost everyone I love, my mother, the girl I love and our baby.” Matt said with a flat, monotone voice as the cops dragged Emma outside the house. “You still didn’t lose Stella.” He shook him from his collar. “I’ll go to my room.” Matt walked upstairs while rubbing the heel of his palm against his burning chest.“What about the funerals?” John asked but the other man didn’t respond. “Okay, I’ll take care of