Chapter 8: Chapter 8
'Do you wish to die today...?'
The question still rang in Mystique's head. Why did she have to slap the man...?
Traces of sweats could be seen on her forehead and her hands tremble at their side as a deadly aura could be felt around them and it was raging from none other than Damien, who looked like a monster as his eyes had turned a darker than usual and his stance was not what Mystique liked.
"Has the cat caught your tongue, you seem to be rapping a few moments ago" the monster stepped forward, cornering poor Mystique against the wall again. "Answer Me...!" Damien Martinez's voice rose in fury and that was what Mystique finally snap.
Her breathing took a sudden turn, heavy and brutal like she had just run a long race. Sweats ran down her forehead like water and her eyes started to water as they stared at Damien with so much twinge and adversity, her eyes pop out as her breathing went even.
"What is wrong with you?" Panic rose in Damien's chest as he watched the other clench her chest.
"Save our child!" Cried out Mystique before she finally collapsed in Damien's arms. The bold man wasted no time in thinking as he immediately carried his baby's mama in a bridal style and dashed the house to his car and speedily drove to the hospital.
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Damien Martinez slammed his fist against the hard white wall of the hospital waiting lobby. He groaned in aggravation and not in pain as his knuckles bled from the impact. He rack his hair in frustration as let out another lamentation. He was only scaring her a bit, he had no idea she would pass. Anything happening to Mystique or the child would his fault...how stupid of him.
In outrage, he slammed his fist against the wall again and this time, he cried out in agony, and the worse part, the doctor had been in Mystique's room for hours now. What the fuck were they even doing, it wasn't like she was dead...or was she?. Damien couldn't bring himself to think of such.
After a few more minutes of waiting in a not-so-patient manner, the doctor finally came out. Damien immediately ran to her. "How are they...?"
"Are you her husband?" The woman asked as she took him the man's condition. His hair was messy from continuous scratching, his white sleeves were folded up to his elbow, and traces of sweats could be seen all over and his knuckles were bleeding, which he didn't seem to care about. He must love his wife.
"Yes, I am" Damien answered without thinking. What was the point of thinking anyway.
"Come with me, Mr. Martinez. We'll talk in my office" the doctor said and he followed her to her office and both settled themselves on the chairs.
"How are they?" Damien continued to ask. He had no idea why the freaking doctor was delaying his questions, his patience had already run thin.
"Luckily you got here before it became too late. We were able to pull both of them out of danger" the doctor reported and he sighed in relief.
At least they were both okay.
"Why did she suddenly faint?" He wanted to know
The Doctor soughed "She had an anxiety attack after coming encounter with fear and uneasiness which had triggered her hormones. A little bit longer and she would have gone through a painful miscarriage"
"What?, Why...?" Damien couldn't believe his ears. Mystique would have lost their baby because of him and his shitty attitude.
The Doctor continued. "You see Mr. Martinez, her pregnancy is abnormal and very fragile. The fetus is weak, any negative emotion could lead to an afflictive miscarriage. I suggest you watch over her and make sure she stays away from any negative effects because it may cost her life as well. For now, you can take her home, her body is weak and needs proper nutrition"
When the doctor finished explaining, Damien let out a heavy breath. He made the poor lady go through an anxiety attack. How cruel of him. "Can I see her now?" He asked as calmly and nicely as he could at the moment.
"Yes, you can. He will be discharged tomorrow and Mr. Martinez, I suggest you treat your wound to avoid getting infected"
Damien nodded before leaving the office and headed towards Mystique. Reaching there, he slowly twisted the door handle and made his way in to find the other sleeping peacefully but when he got closer, he saw a slight frown on her face. Even in her sleep, she was still worried.
Slowly, he sat down on the seat beside the bed and watched the woman bearing his child, their child sleep, completely unaware of her surrounding. Damien didn't realize when a small smile appeared on his face as the thought of Mystique's carrying their child entered his head but it wasn't just his imagination anymore, Mystique's was indeed carrying their child, their little ball of light.
Unknowingly, his hand slowly stretched out, caressing her hair, his little bunny was cute. He wanted their child to look just like his little bunny. Almost an instant, the frown on Mystique's frown disappeared and her features turned into a more relaxed one but a fast asleep Mystique took his hand that was touching her hair to her flat stomach, caging her hand where their little one was resting. Damien's eyes widened in shock as he tried to calm his raging heart.
Mystique what are you doing, he thought as he gulped down his saliva.
Damien Martinez tried to pull his hand away but Mystique tightened her grip and that also woke her up as her eyes slowly flatter opened and the first thing that came to her sight was the stunned orbs of Damien Martinez. Mystique's blur gaze went down and she saw how she was caging the other's hand on her tummy. Almost immediately, she let go of it and woke with a jerk, sitting up in the process as she took in her surrounding, it was obvious she was in a hospital.
Coming to that realization, her blurry gaze went back to Damien Martinez and her pupils widened as the past events came rushing to her head in full force. she promptly covered her stomach with her arms as she shifted away from the monster.
"Stay away from me. Get lost or I will scream!" Mystique verbalized, her eyes held alarm and terror.
"Calm down Mystique" Damien stood up as he took a step forward, trying to calm the other person carrying his child but Mystique wasn't buying it as she continued to shift backward. "You can't have another attack, it would hurt you and the baby. You need to stop panicking. I promise not to hurt you"
"W-what happened to m-me?" She bought her hands to her face and found her glasses missing. "Where are my glasses?" She grilled, staring up at Damien for answers.
Damien sighed before putting out her glasses from his pocket and handing them over to her, she immediately put them on, sealing her enchanting green eyes from the world. At Least, he got a chance to see them and he yearned to do so again.
"The doctor said you had an anxiety attack, any form of negativity would lead you to lose the baby. So, you need to calm down" the frosty person was trying to keep calm and explain as nicely as he could. Snapping at the other might not end well for the three of them.
"Why do you care...!"
"Of course I care, you are with my child!" His voice raised more than intended. He immediately shut his eyes. This person was bringing out emotions he had been trying so hard to bury forever since five years ago. This person was doing things to him beyond imagination.
"Y-your c-child?" Mystique stammered, trying to be sure of what she just heard. "How can you be so sure am carrying your child?"
Damien reopened his eyes. "You told me" he replied in a calm tone, his expression masked by his poker face.
"And you just believed me!" She yelled out angrily.
She could not believe her, Just a few days ago, she was wondering how to break the news to the man, thinking the bastard would call her a slut and throw her out, but here he was, telling her something else. She wasn't so sure if he was the same man.
Damien Martinez's orbs darkened while Mystique's body tensed up at the sight, the sudden change in the other's demeanor.
"Do I look stupid?" He questioned in a not-so-friendly tone.
"O-of c-course n-not!"
Damien soughed. These newfound emotions were working him up. He was not used to feeling, he did not ever want to feel again but this person was breaking down all his walls. "Look Mystique, am not trying to scare you..."
"Could have fooled me" she interrupted him sarcastically.
"Yes am not. I know you are with my baby because well, I have been watching you for quite a while and have seen the type of person you are. I just wanted to hear it from you. The thing is, I wasn't expecting a slap from you." Damien stopped talking as he suddenly chuckled out. Now that he thought of it, it was funny how someone like her could slap a person like him. Damien was sure if it had been someone else, the person would have been begging to see his grave already but this person hit him and got away with it. Earlier, he was only trying to scare her, but not to an extent of giving her an anxiety attack.
She was probably scared shitless
How troublesome.
Damien as he turned his gaze back the other to find Mystique gaping at him, then he realized what he did. He just laughed. Immediately, he cleared his throat and sported a serious look, knocking her back to reality. "I got angry since you are the first person who was bold enough to hurt me physically"
"Are you apologizing or what?"
Damien groaned. "Don't make this hard for me Mystique. Am trying my best here. If you want an apology then am sorry. I don't want anything to happen to you or our child"
Mystique suddenly blushed at the thought of Damien saying 'our child' her gaze went down to her tummy and slowly caressed it as a soft and lovely smile took over her face. "You heard that baby, Daddy is accepting you. Mummy was being paranoid for no reason. You are going to have two complete parents that would love you dearly" she whispered to her baby in a way only a mother could do.
Damien, who was watching the scene could feel his heart-melting, the ice was slowly melting and he kinda liked it, which he wasn't so happy about.
This person was trouble, the trouble he was more than willing to get tangled with.
"You are moving in with me..."
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Gosh, this is the longest chapter I have written so far. Hope you liked it. Don't hesitate to share your thoughts. Thanks.