12 - Chapter Twelve - Leno's Point Of View.
Diego and I hadn't been on the best terms after the shit with his
parents. We went on with basic words and left it at that. Diego had his
space and I had mine. The only time we had spent time with each other
for more than breakfast was when Felix had the baby a few days ago. A
healthy daughter named Luna, an adorable little creature. I was glad
Felix had even allowed me to be around him after I knew how
disappointed in me he was. He had even spoken a few words to me and
let me hold their child. Dakota had stopped glaring at me long enough
to make me less uncomfortable in the room.
Standing at the sink looking out the window into the snow anger filled
me. If I had just talked to Diego about my concerns for him inside of
what I had done things would be so different.Diegoâs coffee cup
weighing heavy in my hand, within the next few seconds it left my hand
and went sailing towards the wall. Smashing against the wall leaving an
ugly mark. Diego who walked through the door sighed and bent down
to pick up the glass. He had done this more than once, I swore every
time he was coming home I left him a pile of glass to clean up.
"At this rate, we will have no glasses left.â
"I'm sorry again.â
Leaving the kitchen I went to the living room and sat on the couch.
Diego was finishing the dishes you could hear. Rubbing the little bump
I sighed, this little creature would be here in a few months and that
scared me. Was I even fit to be a parent? The answer to that was
probably not. I should just give birth to the child and run away like my
own mother did, it's what would be best for the child and that was the
sad thing.
Our door opened and I saw Felix and Dakota enter the house. Felix and
I were on talking terms but he really didn't say much to me. Sneaking
out of the living room I retreated to my bedroom. Picking up the book
on my nightstand I began to read out loud to my bump. I read to my
bump every day so that he or she was used to my voice. Little Luna's
cries broke the silence and I could hear Dakota quietly talking to their
daughter. Wyatt would be in daycare with Pepper and the other pups
right now. A soft knock sounded on my door and I dropped my book
on the floor losing the page I was on.
Felix opened the door and came in. He closed the door behind him. My
gut told me this wasn't going to be a happy chat. This was where he
was really going to let me have my cake and eat it too. Shame and guilt
filled me again
"Leno we need to talk."
"Okay, About..."
"Dakota and I are sending you to see a therapist. After everything, we
think it's the best option. I know you can't be feeling too good inside
right now.â
"Excuse me?"
My words came out harsher then I would have liked but I didn't bother
to address it. He was sending me to see someone to talk about the sins
I had done. That was fucking great.
"You don't get a say in the matter, Therapy or Dakota and I remove
your child and place it in a safe home. We are worried you won't be in
the proper frame of mind to raise a child.â
Shoving past Felix I stomped down the stairs and into the living room. I
was so fucking anger now. I knew I was a shitty person but to drag out
a poor unborn child into it because I was a shitty person was next level
bullshit. I was not going to stand by this.
"How fucking dare you! Dakota, you have no say in this baby, you don't
get to send your fucking mate to threaten me with taking my child. Our
home is a perfectly safe place for our child. I know I'm a shitty fucking
person for what I've done but don't punish Diego and our unborn child
because of it for fuck sakes!"
Diego looked confused and taken aback. His face held something odd
"Taking our child? What do you mean Leno..?"
"Dakota sent Felix to threaten me that if I didn't get therapy that they
were going to take our child to a safer home.â
"Felix and I want your child in the safest home possible and the only
way you will agree is if your child is put on the line. We are worried
about your mental health Leno.â
Diego no doubt felt the anger but the overwhelming fear that was
inside me. He was going to lose our child too because of my shitty
decisions and that isn't fair to him. It was my fault not his, or even the
babies.
"Leno will go see the therapist, Until then I don't want you here. If you
could feel what I feel from him right now. " Diego growled out. He was
50 angry.
They left and Diego and I sat in silence. He pulled me against him and
spoke softly,
"I won't let him take our child. We will go to therapy together and give
our child the best welcome possible. I promise you this Leno, more
than anything."
My head was laid on his chest and I could hear the strong beat of his
heart, would our son or daughter have a heartbeat-like that, as strong
as their father's. I felt my lips pressing against my forehead, As I fell
asleep to his heartbeat. The feeling of fear so deep inside of me I was
sure to get nightmares because of it, so I was thankful that Diego was
there.
"Our lack of mating was never your fault, I was just scared to break
you."