I watched my mother's body fall to the ground. I walked over to her and put two more bullets in her. The gun was empty but I kept pulling the trigger. I felt Spencer and Vincent's arms go around me. That's when I saw black roses bloom in my eyes. The only thing I remember after that is being in Vincent's arms and seeing the house I was in burning to the ground.
"She is going to be just fine. She has been through a lot and just needs rest. If she is not any better by morning, bring her in to see me." I heard a woman say.
"Thank you, doctor." I heard Vincent say. When I heard the door close. I opened my eyes to see Vincent standing next to our bed.
"Is it over?" I asked him.
"Yes baby girl, It's over."
"When can we go home?"
"You mean back to Russia?" He asked. I nodded my head at him. He had a huge grin on his face.
"Soon baby, soon." He said and kissed my lips.
I woke up around five in the morning and flew out of the bed and into the bathroom. I must have puked out a week's worth of food. I felt so sick and just hugged the toilet. "I'm taking you back to the doctor today." I heard Vincent say behind me.
"I think it's just all the stress.”
"I don't care. You are going." He said. I just rolled my eyes. No point in arguing with him I won't win. I don't even have the strength to do it anyways. He came over to me and picked me up and took me back to bed.
"I'm really hot," I said and Vincent got up and turned our fan on. He reached over and touched me.
"Page you're burning up." He said and jumped out of the bed. He pulled his phone out and dialed a number.
"What are you doing?" I said. He waved his hand at me and I just laid back down.
"Hello doc, this is Vincent Bailey. I'm sorry to call so late but Page is burning up." He said. After a few mintues, he hung up and went into the bathroom. He came back out with a washcloth that he laid on my head. He removed the covers from me and I was laying there in my panties and tank top. "She is on her way." He said as I closed my eyes.
Page fell asleep and I stepped out of our bedroom. I heard Spencer's door open and he came walking out. "Hey man, is everything okay?" He asked me.
"I don't know. Page woke up and was throwing up and now she is burning up. I called the doctor and she is on her way." I said.
"Fuck Vincent, why are you out here?" He asked me as he pushed himself around me and went into my room. Page was sleeping and Spencer walked over to her and felt her head. "Get this wet again." He said to me and handed me the washcloth. I went into the bathroom and got it wet with cold water. "How long as she been like this?" Spencer asked me.
"I'm not sure," I said to him.
"Page? Page? Open your eyes beautiful." He said. I wanted to get angry. I wanted to hit him, but I stayed calm and had to remember he cared about her too. I watched as she opened her eyes and smiled at Spencer.
"Hi, Spencer." She said to him. He was running his hands in her hair. She then looked around and saw me. I gave her a smile and she smiled back at me. She then reached her hand out to me and I took it and crawled in the bed next to her. Spencer stood up and back up some.
"I'm going to go let the doctor up. She should be here soon." Spencer said and left the room in a hurry.
"How do you feel?" I asked her.
"A little better, but I would like some water." She asked me.
"I'll be right back," I said and ran out to get her a bottle of water. I grabbed the water and met Spencer and the doctor on the steps. The three of us walked back to Page and the doctor told Spencer and me to wait outside. About an hour later, Spencer, my father and myself, were now in the hall waiting for the doctor to come back out.
"I hope everything is okay. She has been in there a really long time." My father said. I took a deep breath. Just then the door opened and we all looked at her. She smiled and came over to me.
"Vincent your Page's boyfriend right?" She asked me.
"I'd like to talk to you in private please." She said. I nodded at her and looked at my father and Spencer. They both nodded at me. I walked with the doctor down the hall a little.
"Is Page okay?" I asked her. She smiled and nodded at me.
"Page is going to be just fine. She is pregnant." The doctor said. I felt the cold rush all over my body.
"One more time doc?" I asked. She shook her head.
"Page is going to have a baby." She said. I turned and looked at my father.
"What's wrong?" He asked as him and Spencer both came to myside.
"Page, Umm. She umm. She is Pregnant." I tried to get out. My father just got a huge smile on his face and Spencer just stood there looking as shocked as I was.
"She doesn't know Vincent. I thought I'd let you know first. She is sleeping now. I need you to bring her in to see me in a few days." The doctor said. I just nodded at her and walked back to my bedroom. I walked in and closed the door and I looked at my beautiful woman sleeping softly. She had my baby growing inside of her and I was filled with an overwhelming sense of pride and love. I softly laid in the bed next to her and just watched her sleep. I was looking at her flat stomach. Wondering what was going on inside of her. I was worried about how she would feel about this when I told her. I hoped she was going to be happy about having my baby.
I opened my eyes to Vincent snoring softly next to me. I felt a lot better then I did last night. I looked over at the clock and it was a little past eleven am. I took a deep breath and set up. I was waiting to see if I was going to be sick again or not, but I was feeling alright. "Baby, are you okay?' I heard him say behind me. I turned and looked at his beautiful face.
"Yeah I feel alright, must have just been the stress of everything. I just want to move on and start feeling good and having a good life." I said. I felt like this weight was lifted off my shoulders. He smiled at me.
"Page, I need to tell you something," Vincent said to me. It made me a little scared because he looked very worried.
"Oh god, what is it? My mother, she is alive?" I asked.
"What? No, she is very much dead Page."
"Then what is it Vincent, I can't handle any bad news right now," I said as I grabbed my now upset stomach.
"I know what's wrong with you." He said. I looked at him.
"Oh god, it's bad," I said. "I'm dying right?" I said. "I mean it would just be my luck right." He cut me off.
"Page, would you shut the hell up for a minute. Fucking shit," He said. I just gave him and smiled and closed my mouth. He took a deep breath. "Baby, you're going to have a baby." He said. I looked at him funny and then I laughed.
"Your kidding right?' I asked him.
"No baby I'm not." He said. I stood up and walked over to the tall mirror in our room. I lifted up my tank top and just looked at myself in the mirror.
"I don't look pregnant," I said as I turned from side to side.
"I don't know much about this, but I think it's a little early for you to be showing." He said to me. His face looked worried and scared.
"Oh god Vincent, were really having a baby?' I said. He got a small smile on his face. I looked at him in the mirror as he nodded his head at me.
"How do you feel about this?" I asked him.
"I know how I feel. The question is how do you feel?" He asked me. I turned and looked in the mirror again.
"I don't really know just yet. I mean we made a baby. A real baby, Vincent. I'm happy I think. Can I be a good mother?" I said. Vincent stood up and walked over to me.
"You're going to be the best mom ever. This baby is going to be so loved and protected." He said as he went to his knees and wrapped his arms around me. He kissed my stomach. "Daddy loves you little one." He said. I was filled with so much love as I went down to my knees and kissed him deeply. He lifted me up and took me back to our bed and we made love.