Kadens pov.

As I sit down in the waiting room chair, I stare at the doctor with fear and regret in my eyes.

The grief comes over me.

The tears come down my face like waterfalls again.

It seems like all I've been doing is crying. Honestly, I don't know how there's any water left in my body because I'm sure I have cried over an ocean full of water.

The relief feeling came over me as soon as I saw Stormi.

She was alive.

My babygirl was alive.

It's all my fault why she is in this situation to begin with.

Why couldn't I just keep her with me?

Because I'm a dumbass and I thought keeping her away would keep her safe but instead it brought her into the arms of who's after her.

The Dr touches my arm and brings me back to reality out of my thoughts.

I watch as he runs his hand through his white hair before fixing his glasses.

"Mr.Hernandez, I am Dr.Crawford. Who are you to her?"

"Her boyfriend."

"Does she have any family you could call?"

I scruff. "If she had any other family, don't you think they would be here?"

I look around the empty waiting room before narrowing my eyes at him again.

He gives me a little nod before taking a step back. "Ms.Madden was in really bad shape when you brought her in.... Is Ms.Madden a frequent drug user?" His voice is nervous as he talks.

I instantly stand up and grab the collar of his white coat and bend my head down to his.

"Stormi isn't a drug user. For you to sit here and accuse her of such a thing---"

I'm cut off by him putting his hands up. Fear is clear in his brown eyes as he starts at me.

"I'm not accusing her of anything. She has a strong level of heroin in her system and a ton of holes in both her arms."

I release my grip on his shirt and sit back down. I feel really lightheaded as the words float around in my head.

Heroin?

There's absolutely no way Stormi is an addict.

Not on heroin atleast.

She definitely is on her iced coffees and running her hands through my hair like I'm a fucking dog.

But I would of known if she was doing drugs.

.....

Manny!

That mother fucker was giving Stormi heroin?!

I'm going to fucking kill him in the worst way possible.

How did I not see her arms?

Probably because my main focus was on her angelic face.

"She doesn't do drugs. She was kidnapped so they must of given her them." I admit running my hands over my face.

"Has the police been informed?" Dr.Crawford ask.

I nod and wave my hand around about that question before tensing up as I stare at him.

"What shape is Stormi in?"

He clears his throat before sitting beside me.

How professional.

"She's in alot better shape. She should be awake and moving around in a few hours. She needs as much rest as she can get. She went into cardiac arrest due to the amount of drugs in her system. She was also very malnutritious and dehydrated. There wasn't any sign of sexual abuse or physical abuse."

"Thank God." I moan out as relief floods over me with those words.

If any of them would of touched my baby, I'd have a horse rip their assholes to shreds.

"Mr.Hernandez, there is something else."

I lift my head from my hands and stare at him.

"Ms.Madden was pregnant. Five weeks and a day."

My heart stops.

Pregnant?

She's pregnant?

With a baby?

My baby.

Stormi Madden, the love of my life since first grade is having baby.

My daughter or son.

Or both.

Twins?

Please be twins.

I tried to fight the smile away but it won.

I couldn't help but be happy that she is pregnant with my child.

Our child.

We didn't plan it but I'm more than happy and we have alot of money so our child is going to get taken care of.

Oh my God!

She's going to be so happy.

Everyone in the house is going to be happy.

My parents are going to ecstatic.

They are going to be grandparents.

I stand up and hug the Dr as the tears fall down my face.

I'm going to be a father.

"Mr.Hernandez, I'm sorry." Dr.Crawford whispers.

I lean back, keeping my hands on his shoulders.

"What?" I ask tilting my head to the side.

"Due to Stormi's health and the amount of drugs that was in her body, she couldn't hold the baby. The baby passed away."

"No!" I scream pushing against his shoulders.

I start to pace back and forth.

"No. No. No." I repeat over and over again.

Our baby died.

I just learned I was going to be a dad and the opportunity is already gone.

Manny killed our baby.

He's fucking dead.

I grab my phone and dial Romeo.

"Hello?" Romeo whispers.

"Stormi estaba embarazada, pero el bebé murió porque Manny le estaba dando heroína. Lo quiero torturado y mantenido con vida. Luego torturado de nuevo. ¡Toda su tripulación también!"

(Translation: Stormi was pregnant but the baby died because Manny was giving her heroin. I want him tortured and kept alive. Then tortured again. His whole crew too!)

I heard Romeo gasp before something fell to the ground and shattering.

"No te preocupes. Yo me ocuparé de él. Te cuidas de Stormi y de ti mismo."

(Translation:Don't worry. I'll take care of him. You take care of Stormi and yourself.)

As much as I would love to torture that stupid bitch, I need to stay here with my baby.

"Thank you so much Romeo. Keep me updated."

"Of course. And Kaden?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm so sorry for your loss. You both would of been great parents."

I nod before hanging up.

"Can I see her?" I whisper.

He nods before leading the way to her room.

Before he opens the door, I grab his shoulder and look down at him.

"Does she know she was pregnant?"

"No, we haven't told her yet."

I nod and plead with my eyes. "Please let me be the one to tell her. She isn't going to handle this well."

He nods before opening the door.

I take a deep breath and close my eyes for a second but walking in and feeling my heart instantly heal as I see my beautiful Princessa sleeping like an angel on the bed.