CATHEDRAL'S POV

I rubbed my eyes, fighting again the disgusting darkness hovering over me. My legs turning into jelly.

My family? Here?

The words my mind formed, never were felt on my lips. A pair of hands snaked around my stomach. Then it hit me.

The emotional storm that wrecks you.

I was standing in the middle of the airport, with my family in front of me. Mom, dad, Elena, Aaron, Vanessa, Jared and Xavier. My family. And I stood there carrying Jason's child as he had wrapped his arms around my stomach unaware of the fact that he was caressing his own blood. And a huge diamond sat, shining arrogantly under the all the lights.

I stood numb, to the fact that I was going to sin, to separate his own child from him.

Oh god! What was I thinking?

My emotion overpowered me and controlled me and what I could only linger on was the guilt, the darkness masked within the guilt as a foe, and I let it consume me. My feet never hurt even if it was wounded. My arms never felt drained before even if I had lost loads of blood. But now, in the treachery of reality, this moment I felt it. My vision blurred and my head spun when my legs gave up, when arms wrapped around and supported me. I could feel the vibration, the amplitude of his worry in his voice but I could not hear it. That is what the darkness does to you.

The smile on their face was the one that you flash when you see your own blood. I am not even theirs. And then, I gave in, to the darkness. Not before I confessed.

" Jason, you are going to be a father" I said it all in one breathe as I could not feel no more.

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Darkness, all I could see, all I could feel for what felt like hours. The path, it's not easy, It's not smooth. And life, it's not a fairytale, it's simply life but complex. It pushes you, drives you and stretches you and your decisions in such a way that you yourself feel betrayed to life. This is the truth that hits you, not when you are at your lowest. No, it hits you absurdly, impulsively in the moment of such happiness that you feel betrayed, breached of faith and standing in the eye of the storm called misery. To weaken you to your knees, not the strongest wind can make you, but to accept that you are the sinner, who placed yourself in the whirlpool of vulnerability. The realisation that only you, and you can push yourself to the limit of infinity and make you stop.

Only you can defeat you.

And happens, when you fight, you fall, you stand and look the storm in the eye and tell it. Recite it out so loud, that the roars of the storms are ambient, succumb to the amplitude of your desire. Submit to you and become a mere noise, matters to none. And that is when I saw the light, after the storm, warm lights that hurt you in the eye, when you wake up in a hospital room for the unempeeth time. I had become so indifferent to the discipline of the called hospitals. My life summed up- STEP-1) Get extremely happy over something. STEP-2) One bastard of my brother crosses paths with me and is like "Hello sister? Ready to die?"STEP- 3) End up in this nasty place called hospital where god knows why everything is so bright! I won't probably succumb to my injuries but I'll close my eyes forever due to the brightness of these bastard light.

I struggled back into my senses when someone sensible and alert enough killed those rascal lights and lit up the dull yellow ones. I growed in pain as my head throbbed. But I had went to my stomach, as on reflex and I remembered about my child. Panic struck me.

" How-how is m-my child?" Words formed a question at the brink of my mouth as did my heart sat there, beating. The lights or their brightness was no longer in the list of my concerns.

" How's my child?" I shouted looking at the human in the room having received no replies. I turned ferociously to meet a pair of unforgettable green eyes, now red and dulled of the glow of ecstacy, which were once full of it. Tears stains were visible on his cheek and his clothes ruined in blood and crushed. His face, masked with despair, most horrendous sight for me, to see the strongest person get shattered.

" Jason.." I called and my voice was just broken as I was. His head turned slowly towards me. The tears on his face shone clearly, even under the dim yellow light. It didn't hurt my eyes, it pierced through my heart.

" Did you not believe in me? Why Wes, tell me?" His words trembled as he sat next to my bed, on a chair and took my hand. I could not look him in the eye for I had sinned. My tears knew, how much I regretted that.

" I am so sorry Jason, I-i kno-w that noth-nothing I could say wo-ould ever make up for what I was going to do, I am sorry, please Jason don't leave me. I need you. Don't-don't , I-i beg you pleas-oh god! I am so stupid! How could I?" My cries never stopped at my heart shrunk more at the sight of him and at his words. Did I tell you? The darkness, when once enters, never stops hovering you, even in the brightest room, of the hospital. But it is you who have to kill all the damn lights off and let the darkness consume you, fight you and make you stronger.

" Wes, calm down. I will never leave you. Please calm down,for the baby." He whispered as he pulled me closer and whispered those calming words into my ears and one of his hands rubbed my back and the other cupped my cheek. His thumb wiped away the hot tear.

One down, too many to go.

" You don't- you don't know how bad I feel, so much guilt. It hurts Jason, it hurts when your own blood betrays you. And as for me, I was going to do that to my own-"

" OUR own child Cathedral" He took both my hands. His eyes playing with mine. The liveliness had returned to them, but there was a spark in them, a different one, responsibility.

" Are you sure you want th-" I wanted to confirm what the spark had to say.

" YES! Damn it! What do you think I would want in this world anymore than to start a family with you! I want all of you, each part of you. And if you dare to do so much as pull even a part of the stunt you pulled yesterday, I have you, officially mine." He ordered possessively, gesturing at the ring by kissing my hand.

" We are not ready Jason." I said, I was just a twenty-one-year-old-wanna-be-businesswoman who wasn't ready.

" Maybe we are not Wes, but I have you and you have me and trust me, I will never let you shed a tear again, I promise. I love you, both of you." He promised as he kissed my stomach and I hugged him.

" You are right, we have each other. Jason, you'll be a good father.I promise to never let go of you." I promised. The door screeched open as the doctor came in.

" Doctor, th-the baby?" I asked him at the brink of falling into the darkness. I looked at her with so much hope.

" Cathedral, Your baby is absolutely perfect. You need enough rest and a healthy diet. I just need to run some tests on you so I can make sure you are perfectly fine, you may go home tomorrow." She said and my soul entered my body and I sighed in relief loosening my grip on Jason's hand.

" Mr. Blake, you may leave the room, you surely do need some rest." The doctor commanded as Jason showed his reluctance to leave the room and his pouty face almost had me good laugh..

The doctor examined me and changed my bandages. She also told me that I was about five weeks and my sonography would be due in a few weeks.

" Doctor, may I see my family, just for a few minutes?" I asked her as she was preparing to leave the room.

" You need rest Cathedral, but yes only two people are allowed. Your husband outside is getting quite desperate to see you, he might have gotten a few fired." She said and left.

I stared out of the window and saw that it was dawn, it looked beautiful, different shades colliding. I didn't notice the door get opened ajar till a bowl of something disgusting was kept on the table attached to my bed and when it was pulled up making me sit.

" Are you comfortable darling?" I came out of the blindness by the colors and stared at my mother and father, not biological, but yeah my own parents.

" Yes mom, I am." I spoke, my voice hoarse from too much crying.

" Honey are you okay? How do you feel?" My dad asked me as he kept his hand on my head in concern. I looked away and nodded. My mom started feeding me that disgusting hospital food that tasted haphazard. There was total silence while she fed me and dad left as his phone rang.

" Thank you mom" I said to her.

" Honey, I just fed y-"

" For keeping me mom, for accepting me, thank you for everything. Nothing will change the fact that you two amazing people are my parents. It's not by blood, it's by heart." I smiled as her as she hugged me carefully and dad entered the room.

" You young lady, have to recover soon, we have too many reasons to celebrate! I have a grandchild on the way! My little girl is going to get married! I can't believe!" Dad joined in dramatically as he hugged me. I felt a positive vibe by the happiness on their face. My child will be loved by his/her family. And I myself was getting married, OMG!!!

" Oh dad! Who are you deceiving? You can't wait to pull out that bottle of champagne to celebrate!" I joked as he and mom laughed.

" Oh yes! I think your room would serve best as an extra storage!" He joked along as mom hit him playfully.

" Eric!" She complained. We talked about random things. Mostly dad appreciating me on how well had I handled the situation in the financial department and saved us millions! It was already seven in the morning when I forced them to go and rest.

Not even had a minute passed, Jason entered the room, looking and as he was sleep deprived.

" Jason, go home! You need to sleep." I whined for the thousandth time as I had yelled before. He was sitting on the chair, his one hand held mine and the other scrolled through the mails on his laptop.

" And you say that I am a workaholic." I snorted as he looked at me.

" Just go home already, before I kick you out myself." I warned him.

" Seriously Jason, go and freshen up. I'll look after her." A new voice had entered the room, Xavier, my brother.

" So now you Knights plot against me and tell me what to do?" Jason said dramatically and faked an expression of hurt.

" Drop the drama and get out Jason." I said seriously and he gave me a look and left with his laptop not before kissing me on my lips, on which I heard Xavier sigh and cringe.

" How do you feel, Cathedral?" His voice was soft as he took a seat.