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Diamond In The Rough (REAL15) ByMyaNekol
~Jada's P.O.V.~ I feel bipolar, and crazy. I'm driving in my car laughing. Gees, I hope Jarome has all he needs from this tape to make good money to the paparitzii. I walk into the apartment and he greets me with a smile. Jaorme: Hey baby!!! You got it!! You got the tape!! Me: *kissing him* Sure did, only for you baby. We sat down and watch the tape. Things were getting good. Michael and Ilyana they were talking about boring stuff the first couple minutes of the video. Then, there was this next part Michael and Ily were fix'n to get freaky!!! But then the tape goes fuzzy and this comes on: Ilyana: Oh yeah, I found out. I knew and I cut the stuff out. I hope you enjoyed trying, and Failing!!!! Your a low down chick Jada, you know that. And now I know why Michael did'nt want your crazy behind around!! Now, this is warning Jada, you better stay out of Michael's life because you are making it even HARDER for him to live a normal life! We just need some peace around here, so... if you want something to tell or show the press, you could show them this. *being sarcastic* I'm sure you'll get the same amount of money for this as anything else. *laughs* Then back to fuzz........ Then to a clip of Mrs. K and Ilyana taliking. Jarome takes the remote and puts the tape on mute. Jarome: Are you.. fucking serious, Jada? *standing up* Are you FUCKING SERIOUS! Me: Now hold on Jarome I did'nt know she did that crap. I promise! He pushes me down onto the couch and slaps me, my cheeks are a sharp cherry red. Jarome: Your a liar, a sneak, and a waste of fucking time you know that! He punches down in my stomach and I try to hold myself back from screaming. Me: Your over reacting.... Jarome: I'm over reacting!! IM OVER REACTING!!!! He lifts his hand up to hit me when I scream out: Me: Shes Pregnant!!!!! Jarome: Huh? Me: Ilyana, she's pregnant, and theres a clip on the tape showing her and Mrs. Katherine talking. I don't know if they're talking about her pregnancy or what but theres a possibility, just please. Just don't hit me! Jarome:*rubbing his chin* I think we have something here. **************************************************************** ~Ilyana's Point Of View~ Me: *whimpering* Michael.... michael.... michael.... michael. *gasp* I here a voice coming from down stairs. More than one voice, two I think. I don't know how long I've been lying here in this never ending spill of blood and these painful stomach cramps but I have got to get help!! Gathering up all of my strength I holler: Me: HELP! IN THE BATHROOM!! HELP ME!!! PLEASE!!! Mrs. K: Is that... Michael: Ilyana?!?!?!?! He came running up the stairs, Mrs. Katherine following closely behind. Michael: Where are you Dear?!?! Me: Bathroom, bathroom. Michael: I'm comin- AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! Mrs. K: What! Why on earth are you screaming? Michael: *crying* Ilyana!! Wha.. what happened! He drops to his knees and he is hystarically crying. I've never seen him like this. At the sight of his tears I start too. Michael: Mother! Call the Paramedics!!! *whispering* Blood? No, not blood. *sobbs* Come on Love, you can make it. Me: *softy* Michael I have something really important to tell you... Michael: No. Shh, Shh, Later. Mother is calling and help will be here soon just don't.... *looking into my eyes* Just don't leave me.... We just sat there, as he caressed my head and hair. And my eyes begin to drift. Shutting slowly, and then finally. Closing. ~Later that Night~ ~Michael's P.O.V.~ Me: Is she alright? Doc Oc.: We found that, Ilyana was... well... Me: I'm sorry but, What is it that you need to tell me?!?! Mother: Calm down Michael. Now Dr, how is she? How is the baby? Doc Oc: Thats what I wanted to talk about. Frankly Mrs. K, Ilyana's baby is... miscarraged. We found that the child had chromosones abnormalities. The chromosomes simply did not replicate correctly. In my head, oh in my head. So many things are going through it. Ilyana was pregnant?!?! For how long? Was it a girl or a boy? And mother knew! But I did'nt? I was going to be a father? Uhh, calm down Michael. At least Ilyana is okay, right? Me: How Is SHE! How Is Ilyana? Doc Oc: How about you go see her. I walk in and there she is, looking drained and tired. Me: How are you? Ilyana: *soflty* Much better. Did Doc Oc tell you about- Me: About the pregnancy? Yes. Ilyana: IT WAS JADA! SHE KILLED OUR BABY MICHAEL! Me: *shocked* What're you talking about dear? Ilyana: She came in and pushed me down and kicked me in the side. *crying* I was in my 2nd month! Me: No, don't cry. please. It was'nt that it was a more complicated reason. Don't you worry your head about Jad or anything else of that matter. Your with me, and trust, we are going to have kids. Just maybe next time you'll tell me, huh? Ilyana: *faintly laughing* Ha, yeah. Next time. You know I love so much Michael. Me: No you don't. Ilyana: *smiling* Yes I do! *giggles* I love you like the combination of the Sun and the Moon. Me: Yeah? Well I love you more....... ________________________________________________________________ I know, I know. This one was craptastic but this story will be ending perty soon because it just feels like that time. And sorry about the posting mishap, I'm an iz. hahaha. This part requires at leats 10(+) votes to get the next part, PART 16! -MyaNekol
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