Confessions.

I'm back my darlingssssssssssssssssssssss.

WHO MISSED ME>?! I'm sorry I haven't posted. I recently had writers block. And lost a lot of confidence in myself, and have been going through some "life issues". Boyfriend troubles. You get the jist>?! Anyways.

 Here's what you all want from me I guess -________________-

The nurse looked at Safaree confused. “Yes pregnancy Mr Samuels, I’m sorry if your wife hasn’t told you I just thought…” Safaree looked down at the floor and turned around then started walking towards the exit. He left the building.

Safaree never looked back once and went to go sit in his black range rover. He slammed his fist against the steering wheel, then started talking to himself.

Safaree

 “No, no, NO! This can’t be true. She wouldn’t have kept this from me! That’s my child she is carrying. Why would she hide something like that from me?! Does she not think I would be a good father. Does she think I would abandon my child?! Does she think that I didn’t want children with her? That I don’t want to have a family with her?”

No one

Safaree put his head in his hands. Tears started flooding down his face. Could it be his fault Nicki and his child are in the position now? Because he stressed her out? He couldn’t contain his tears. His wife is pregnant with his child, and she didn’t even think to tell him. How could she do that him?! She didn’t create that chid on her own. Safaree had a right to know.

Safaree decided enough of the crying and it was time to confront Nicki. He opened the car door, and stepped out of his black range rover. He speed walked into the main reception of the hospital. The same nurse was at the reception desk. Still looking confused at Nicki’s charts.

“Ummm .. Hi .. Do you know which room my wife is in now? And if she and the baby are okay?”  The nurse looked up and smiled.

 “Yes, Mrs Samuels is in room B208, which is on the second floor, in the middle of the corridor. Opposite where you get out of the lift, and I’m sorry sir.I have no news on either of their conditions right now. But I do hope she is okay”.

Before she fully finished her sentence Safaree was speed walking off towards the lift. He pushed the button once. 5 seconds later he was repeatedly pushing the button at a ridiculous speed because the lift wasn’t coming fast enough for his liking. His banged his fist against the lift and ran for the stairs. He barged through the double doors, and shot up the stairs. He made it to the second floor and ran straight to the middle of the corridor until he stopped outside Nicki’s door. He started breathing really fast. And began to get really angry.

“NO Safaree, calm down, don’t make a scene, don’t stress Nicki out. Let her come around in her own time, she will tell you, that’s your child, she is going to tell you, she has to. S She can’t keep you from your baby. You made her together. Out of your love. ”

 Safaree kept repeating this to himself over and over again. Before he finally placed his hand on one of the double doors. He then banged his head against the door while putting his other hand on the untouched door. He pushed the door open …

 ARIGHT. THAT'S ENOUGH! I'M FINISHED :P 

JUSSSSSSSST KIDDING. DID I SCARE YOU GUYS? DID YOU THINK YOU WAS GETTING ANOTHER CLIFFY?! Hehe. Anyways >>>> 

Nicki
I wonder what Safaree will think when I tell him about Lady Bug. I know he is going to be really fucking mad at me. But how was I supposed to know that he wanted her?! He rejected me! And as her mother it is my job to protect her from anything! ESPEICALLY rejection from her own father! I wonder if they told him about her. No, they wouldn’t do that. They don’t have the right. Hopefully he doesn’t know so I can tell him the right way. Whichever way, he is going blow through the roof.

 I heard someone slam their hands on the door. Maybe that’s Safaree. Oh well. It’s NOW. OR NEVER.

Safaree

 I decided to stop thinking about it, and just do it …

No one.

Safaree peeked in through the door, he spotted Nicki sitting in the bed, either on twitter, or answering an email. Safaree directly looked her in the eyes, while she did the same back.

“I’m sorry …” They both said together at the same time.

“Let me go first” Nicki said as she shuffled her way around the bed to get in a comfortable seat. She then tapped the chair next to her bed as a gesture for Safaree to sit down.

“Come sit” Nicki said in a monotone voice.

“Listen, Safaree, I know we have a lot to say to each other and a lot to discuss but please. Just hear me out first, and listen to what I have got to say because it is REALLY important. And  I can’t hold it in any longer, nor do I want to hide it from you anymore. Safaree shifted in his seat, thinking he was prepared for what Nicki was about to say. Nicki put her phone down, and turned to face Safaree.

“Safaree, I um .. Look, I want …” Safaree just wanted her to say whatever she was going to say. Even though he was feeling pretty positive now, that it wasn’t about the baby.

“Just tell me Nicki, stop messing me about” Safaree looked sad. His face was flushed. He was really just fed up, he just wanted his wife and life back. And now his unborn child.

 “I want … Safaree … I can’t do this anymore!” Safaree looked shocked. Was she saying what he thought she was saying?!

“Nic, what are you talking about?! GIVE ME SOMETHING HERE!” Safaree leaned forward, gripping onto the edge of Nicki’s bed.

“Safaree .. don’t be mad .. But .. I want you to know that … I’m pregnant! THERE I SAID IT. NOW GET AS MAD AS YOU WANT, SHOUT AS LOUD AS YOU WANT. I deserve it. But you should know, that I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have kept her from you”. Safaree sighed. He thought Nicki had reached breaking point. Don’t mistake him though, he’s still mad she lied and kept the baby from him, but they could work through it right?

Nicki now had tears streaming down her face, her face was flushed which matched Safaree’s.

“Safaree, please, please say something!” Safaree wiped at the one tear that rolled down his cheek.

“I’m sorry.” Safaree said. He felt guilty that he put Nic and his child in hospital. Probably from the stress and shouting back at the house.

“No Safaree, you have nothing to be sorry about! I was stupid! What kind of wife keeps a child from her husband?! I’m sorry, so sorry. For EVERYTHING. For our break, for not being there for you, for not being the wife I should be, or should have been. Safaree … Please …”

“Nic, look. I’m mad, but not mad enough not forgive you. I understand that you probably felt rejection from me, but I only walked out so we could fix us in the long run. We needed to learn how to trust each other. And we didn’t have that. I realize now that it was probably a silly idea, seeing as you were pregnant and I left you alone, but had I of known, it wouldn’t of been like that. You do know that. Don’t you Nic?

“Yes Faree … But about our Lady Bug … I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have kept you from her. FUCK! I’m such a bad mother!” Safaree sat in shock. Did she just say baby girl. We’re having a girl, a little  girl.

“A girl? We’re having a girl?” A smile seeped onto Safaree’s face.

“Yes Faree a girl. We created a little girl.” Nicki tried to smile as best as she could. But she still felt she was in a pool of guilt.

“Nic, I know you think I’m mad, but to be honest, I’m just upset, disappointed I’ll get over it. We’ll get over it … That is if you still want there to be an us … To be a family … I know I do.”

Nicki smiled. Could all there problems be resolved or is it all a dream, too good to be true?!  

Safaree reached for Nicki’s hand. She pulled the sheets off of her bump and placed her and Safaree’s joint hand on her baby bump.

“Of course I want our family back, I never wanted this for us. I never wanted to hide our baby from you, I never wanted you to leave me, not even for a day. Let alone 2 months Faree. Come home. We need you.” 

Safaree smiled as Nicki put her other hand on the side of his cheek. Looking him directly in the eyes, as she stroked his cheek. Safaree smiled.

“Of course I will come home Onika. I’ll come home to you and our baby girl. And I promise next time we have an issue or problem or anything, going through a rough patch. I’m gonna be right there to fix it. I’m NEVER leaving your side again. Believe me. I love you”.

Nicki smiled for the first time in months.

“I love you too Faree, and so does our baby girl.” Safaree and Nicki shared a passionate kiss. Just as the nurse walked through the door. Nicki turned around and smiled at the doctor.

“Hello Mr&Mrs Samuels. I’m Nurse Jackee*. Onika, you and the baby are fine, you were just very dehydrated, and stressed out I presume. Lets try to keep the stress to the minimum and drink lots and lots of water. Okay? Then we won’t have to have this problem again!” She smiled at Nicki.

Nicki smiled back. 

“Okay Nurse, thank you.” Safaree grabbed Nicki’s hand.

“Don’t worry, no more stress, everything is going to be alright.”

“You are now okay to be release Mrs Samuels. Please just sign the papers, here, here, and here.”

There nurse pointed to the places that she needed Nicki to sign in order to be released. Nicki signed everywhere she needed to.

“Okay great, take it easy. Drink lots and keep stress to the bare minimum. Take care Mrs Samuels. See you in two days for your 5 month scan. Safaree turned to Nicki, with a confused look on his face.

 “5 months? That’s a long time, and you don’t look five months.” Safaree said as they walked out of the hospital. Nicki looked at him and smiled.

“Yeap, I only found out a couple weeks after you left. Turns out I was already 2 months pregnant. I was pretty surprised too.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah … So are you coming home?” Nicki asked, afraid he would say he just needed a little more space, or a couple hours to get his head together.

“Of course, nowhere else I would rather be.” Safaree said as he held Nicki from behind and put his hands on her bump.

“We’re going to get through this Faree. I know it”. Nicki said looking up at the stars. 

OKAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY. I'M FLIPPING DONE. I hope I done well. I'm really not feeling this chapter, or this story any more. I just don't know :( But anyways 20 COMMENTS. OR I'M NOT POSTING AGAIN. Tell me what you want to happen next, which direction you want this story to go in ... ect. 

Love ya'll. My lil ugliesssss :) :) :D :D

SORRY, for any mistakes ect, but the way a (*) means pronnounciations. So 

Jackee - ZHAR-KAY. Get me? Lmaaao :( 

-Nicole