Judas kiss novel Chapter 66

"I have seen families wait for years and years ongoing; only for nothing to happen. It will save you later heartbreak, to let her go at this point and time rather than five years late.." The doctor explained sitting back in his Black leather office chair. He then showed them the brain x-rays it didn't make any sense for Della or Garreth. Andre thought it would be best to stay at home with the boys. The only thing that was going on Della and Garreth's mind was death, funeral, goodbye, forever and ever?

and ever?

"Money isn't a problem-" Garreth was immediately cut off.

"It's not about the money, Mr McCarthy. All I'm trying to say is I don't want to raise your expectations. I see no changes from the past two months and usually when there is absolutely no brain activity for that amount of time.. the patient could be brain dead and chances of the patient ever waking up are very slim..."

This wasn't the news any family would want to hear about their loved one. The fact that it was so sudden and Della felt she had not had the opportunity to resolve her relationship with her mother or to even act like mother and daughter. Della still longed to be able to call her mother 'mom' not Marcela.

Della couldn't listen to this anymore so she left. Garreth assured her that it was fine, he would stay and ask more questions maybe try and understand. Maybe he could move Marcela to a different hospital with more optimistic doctors? Maybe just maybe.

As Della rushed off, she was stopped by her gynecologist.

"Mrs. Levetté—" The woman said fondly.

Della didn't correct her, as distorted as she was and a part of her loved the sound of that. Another part of her could never see herself as Mrs Levetté because Jeanine's face would always pop up.

"Hi, how are you?" Della composed herself.

"I'm fine thanks, you seem to have forgotten to fetch your results." She said handing Della the envelope.

"Oh.." it had totally slipped her mind.

"Congratulations, Mrs Levetté. You're a month in."

Della was baffled.

"I took a pregnancy test and it said—"

"It was too early to tell that's why the pregnancy test didn't dictate anything. Besides they're not always correct." She said calmly. She then put her hand on Della's shoulder as some sort of comfort. "I will see you on our next appointment, congrats again."

Della was left with mixed emotions.

This was really happening. She was really pregnant. The doctor was edging them to switch off the machines, again there was really something living in her stomach. A little someone growing, that she had created with Andre out of love. A little someone who would call her mommy. She was really about to experience pregnancy again? That gave her shivers.

It won't be as horrible with Andre.?- her conscience gave in.

Wow.

Tears were threatening to fall. She had not prepared for this moment. Was this how she was supposed to feel? She was having another child.. one whom she would love and adore just as much Leo. She was going to bring someone into this world whom she would do anything for. This someone would bring a lot of changes in their lives. Good changes. Della smiled as she realized she was already at the parking. Opening the door to one of Andre's range rovers, she sat in her drivers seat for some moments.

It was all overwhelming.

Her mother was dying or rather as good as dead and she was bringing a new soul into this world.

Her thoughts drifted to what was her relationship with Andre.. they had not spoken about anything but they acted like husband and wife in every single way. She was afraid... she didn't want to marry him again. She, somehow felt people were happier when not married. She didn't want to go through the humiliation of being left stranded again, being divorced, just being rejected—

Weddings made her feel very uneasy.

She had a horrible first experience.

At first she didn't care much about her wedding because she just wanted to be with Andre but now that she thought about it. Her wedding was one of the worst. Jeanine just looked for ways to embarrass her and she spent the whole day trying to avoid it because when she saw how happy Andre was.. how he didn't notice his mother's tactics.

There was a knock on the window.

Della looked up.

She was surprised, she immediately got out of the car. She was really shocked.

"Y-you—" Della blinked again. "W-what??!"

The only thing she could do was point at Mila's ten weeks belly bump. Mila immediately started crying because she didn't know what to say.. she should probably apologize but she was just so happy. They hugged and laughed with so much joy.

"How?!" Della said still shocked as they pulled back from their hug.

"When a man and a woman—" Mila joked.

"I know that dummy but how? Is this really you Mila, a mommy?" Della was astonished.

"I was just going to my appointment and I thought I recognized you. I didn't know if I should approach you after you know—" Mila sidled, clearly embarrassed.

"Yeah.." Della nodded in understanding. She didn't realize how much she missed her friend until now.

"How far long are you?"

"Ten weeks.." Mila smiled proudly.

"And you're already showing? Doesn't it start showing usually after twelve weeks." Della was still really surprised, she needed to catch her breath.

"My doctor said women are different, I think he or she has Alfredo's big ass head that's why!"

They both laughed.

"Your big head.." Della retorted.

"Hopefully not any of the two." Mila smiled, she could see how her friend was glowing. Della looked different. Good kind of different but there also a hint of sadness in her eyes. She didn't want to ask not after how she had used Della's problems against her.

There was awkward silence.

"How's Andre?" Mila asked.

"He is okay.." Della said knowing Mila was very spiteful of Andre and didn't want to say anymore. "How's Alfredo?" She returned the question.

"He is fine just super excited about the baby." Mila smiled remembering how she had stayed up all night looking for names with Alfredo. He also had the tendency of laying his head on her small bump. Della was a bit wounded by all the things Mila had said. She wasn't sure if she should tell her anything after.. Mila had said they always talked about Della all the time. Della didn't want to steal her moment. She just wanted to show her that she could also talk about other people and not just herself. She also didn't want to depend or tell Mila everything, basically burdening her with her problems. Things had changed..

"That's great." Della smiled.

Awkward silence followed.