Baby Boy

Jake's Pov

The last one and a half months have been the best of my life. I must admit, however, that some days were bad especially when Sabbie was cranky and all the times when she wanted me to leave her alone. As a man, my word is my bond. I had promised Paps that I will stand by Sabrina no matter what the circumstances and I was just going to do that, stick by her. I have been spending most of my nights reading and watching videos on YouTube about how to change diapers, to take care of a baby and above all else how to handle a pregnant woman and a victim of sexual abuse. I must admit they have been quite insightful and have helped me to be more tolerant and patient with Sabbie. After the baby is born, I want to ask Sabrina out for a date and ask her to be my girlfriend and in time make her my wife.

I was jolted from my thoughts by her sharp scream. When I rushed to her side, her water broke. I carried her in my arms with my car keys at hand and the delivery bag I had packed for her without her knowledge and down the stairs. I called the closest hospital o inform them that I was on my way with Sabbie in labor. On arrival at the Life Care medical, she was wheeled into the labor room and instructed to wait outside. Her occasional screams kept me pacing and prancing in the hallways worried to the bone. After two hours of forever, the obstetrician approached as she removed her gloves saying, "Congratulations, Mr. Jake. Your wife has delivered a bouncing baby boy. You can now see her."

That was my cue, I rushed to her bedside to find her cradling her baby like it was the most precious thing in the world. When she saw me she smiled weakly and said, "Do you want to hold him?" Of course, I will hold the baby. I nodded as I took the baby from her and as I looked at the baby I could not help but notice the striking resemble we had and my worst fears were awoken. Was he my child? No that can't be possible as we never made love with Sabbie. Oh my gosh! It can't be. Was he the product of that fateful evening? I had to confirm.

I waited until Sabrina dozed off, then I cut a piece of the baby's hair. Together with my hair, I sent them to the laboratory for DNA analysis. I was going to face the truth even if it killed me each waking day. Right now the future wasn't clear about how life was going to be knowing that the love of my life had just born my father a son, the same man who assaulted her under my roof. Was I willing to take care of this innocent child as a son or a young brother? One day at a time. One thing was sure, I was going to be with Sabrina all the way.

A day later, Sabrina was discharged and allowed to go home. This baby filled our lives with sudden fulfilling immense joy that we could not fathom. Personally, my favorite moment in the world right now was seeing Sabrina breastfeeding the baby, how her smile it up looking at the baby feeding. I always knew she would be a good mother. There was a new aura about her, she was all beautiful, divine, and graceful than ever.

Since Sabrina was still weak from the delivery, I was still on shopping and cooking duties. Right now, the diapers were running out and I had to go to the supermarket for some.