Intrigue

Mike and I worked for a little while before starting to pack up for the courthouse. I was sitting behind my desk and when I stood up Mike gasped. "Alex I hope you have a change of clothes with you."

I looked down and seen the big red blotched and cursed. "Only my fucking luck. No wonder why my stomach is killing me again." I started to walk towards my closet to grab the clothes and I was brought to my knees in pain. The tears ran down my pale face and I felt like I was going to pass out. Everything was getting hazy and I could hear Mike yelling at me in the distance.

I woke up and a bright light was blinding me. I squinted my eyes and tried to see past the light. The last thing I remember was seeing the trail of red, running down my legs. "Hello" I asked to no one in particular. I was scared and lost. I had no idea where I was.

"Shh, Alexa. It's ok. I just talked to Brent. He is on his way home." I looked up at the voice and realized it was Keith.

"What happened to me?" He looked sadly at me.

"You had a miscarriage Alex. You didn't know you were pregnant did you? Brent said he didn't know."

I covered my face with my hands and fought back the tears. "No, I didn't. I didn't feel good yesterday at all but I didn't know why. I thought I just needed more sleep."

"What about court?" I asked scared because this was the second medical emergency I had.

"Alan and Mike were here. They are finishing with the pre-trial motions and requesting a one week continuance on opening arguments. Alan said he doesn't trust anyone with this but you."

I let the tears fall as I realized what I had cost Brent and I. All that hard work, driving myself crazy, running around had cost us our child. I couldn't bear to even look at Keith. His family must hate me.

I sat in silence as he rubbed my head. "Its ok pumpkin. None of this is your fault. My dad should be here in a few. He took Madi and my mom back to your place. My mom was hysterical, so worried about you. You lost a lot of blood. Why don't you sleep for a while? Get some rest."

I closed my eyes and drifted off. My dreams were vivid. I kept seeing the face of a little boy. Everytime I would try and speak to him he would run away. It felt like I chased him for hours. I could feel my muscles burn as I finally caught up with him.

"Are you ok" I asked as I knelt down beside him.

"No, mommy you didn't want me." I woke up sobbing and hyperventilating in the dark room.

I felt his arms pull me closer to him. "Alex, I'm here, I got you. I love you" he said as a warm kiss was planted onto my forehead. He climbed in bed next to me and kept his arms around me. I felt safe. I was scared to close my eyes. I didn't want to see the little boy again.

We sat in silence minute after minute. I didn't know how to say sorry to him. How could I make him understand I never meant to hurt him and that I'd give up everything just to change all of it? He held me tight as I cried for what seemed like hours. I finally squeaked out a small "I'm so sorry Brent."

He rubbed my arm. "Honey we didn't know. There is nothing you could have done to change all of this. One day, we will be blessed with a child. Things happen for a reason sweetheart. Stuff we can't control." I finally had to courage to lift my head and look into his eyes. It broke my heart. You could tell he had been crying. I didn't deserve him. He came from a strong family. I had no one. I was bringing him down, slowly with me.

Notes

:( I forgot how sad this was until I was posting it.