"Yeah, real great," JC said as he walked away.
"He hates me, but I can see why," she said as she ran past JC but he pulled her to him, "Let go of me."
"Who's the father?" he asked rubbing her back.
Gabrielle looked down at the ground, letting out a deep sigh.
"It's Michael."
"Ah, I see," he replied.
Suddenly, Theresa pulled Gabi by her hair, and made her fall on her back. Gabrielle groaned as Theresa knocked her fist over and over into Gabrielle's stomach. JC was in shock and grabbed Theresa by the arm.
"YOU BITCH!" he snapped.
"Excuse me?" she asked raising her voice
Gabrielle groaned holding her stomach as Justin and Brandie came to her side.
"Call 9-1-1, Justin," JC said twisting Theresa's arm, "What the fuck is wrong with you?"
"You and her..."
"Are you mad that I love her? Damnit, I never loved you," he growled.
Gabrielle groaned as she held her stomach. Justin looked down and saw blood on her jeans.
"Oh no!" he said sighing, "Gabi, you are bleeding..."
“No!” she said crying with pain in her heart and her stomach.
“Yeah!” Theresa said smirking, “You are not pregnant anymore.”
Gabrielle looked at JC and stood up. She walked her way to Theresa.
“What’s wrong with you? The baby wasn’t even JC’s and here you...” she sighed taking a breath, “killing an innocent life.”
“Yeah, but your baby isn’t important. I will be the first to have a baby as long as JC is married to me,” she smirked.
Gabrielle glared at her as she put her fist in a ball and knocked her in the face, making her fall backwards. As Gabrielle saw her fall, she fainted in JC’s arms.
---
Gabrielle groaned as she fluttered her eyes open. She saw the doctor come in and heard him let out a sigh.
“Gabrielle,” he sighed.
“What is it, Dr. Lopez?”
“I got some terrible news...”
“My baby didn’t make it, did it?”
“I’m sorry, Gabi.”
“It’s okay, I guess,” she said as tears fell.
“I want you to take these,” he said handing her a bottle of pills.
“All right. When can I leave?”
“Tomorrow morning.”
“You got to do some tests on me?”
“Yeah but you get some rest sweetie,” he said as he walked out.
“That is if I can,” she sighed as she closed her teary eyes.
---
JC looked to Brandie and Justin.
“Brandie, call your dad to come down here. He needs to know what his little ‘princess’ has done,” JC said before walking in the bedroom.
“I can’t believe Theresa did this to her,” Justin said as he sat down on the bench.
“Maybe my dad will disown her or something,” Brandie replied as she called her dad.
“Who knows... it is a small world.”
---
Gabrielle sighed as she had her eyes closed. She couldn’t believe she lost the baby. What was she going to do? She then opened her eyes as she smelled the ‘Polo Sport’ cologne. She saw JC, sitting next to her. She wiped her tears away.
“I guess she wanted to be the first one to have a baby,” Gabrielle sighed as she looked at him.
“That is very selfish of her, though, Gabrielle. I can’t stand to be married to that bitch,” JC said grabbing her hand.
“I’m not selfish or a bitch,” Theresa said from the door.
“Get out of here,” Gabrielle said as her chest heaved up and down.
“Why?”
"Because the only person I want here is JC. You may be his wife, but I don’t want you here. Do me a favor and just get the hell out!" Gabrielle snapped as her hand started to shake.
“I don’t want to. I want to see you die. I hate you,” she said walking closer to her.
“Stop there, young lady!”
Theresa turned her head and there was her father, who didn’t look happy.
“I got a call from your sister. I never knew that JC was in love with another girl and you tried to kill her. I found out that you killed her baby as well. What’s wrong with you?” Mr. Jordan asked pissed off.
“I love him, daddy.”
Mr. Jordan than turned to JC and Gabrielle. He saw the spark in their eyes.
“Well, he doesn’t love you. I can see that he loves this woman, right?”
“Very much sir.”
“Why didn’t you tell me this?”
“You wouldn’t let me tell you, Mr. Jordan.”
“I am going to try to get my daughter and you a divorce. I thought if she would be married, she would change. I guess I only have one good daughter,” he said as he saw Brandie talking to Justin in the hall, “I am going to make sure she has the life she never dreamed of.”
“What about me, daddy?” Theresa asked looking to her father.
“Get a job. You expect me to treat you like a princess after what you pulled? I don’t think so. Gabrielle, I am so sorry about what she caused you. You losing the man you love and as well as your baby. By the way, who was the father?”
“It was my ex-boyfriend, Michael Yacarini,” she said as she looked down to the ground, “He works for you, Mr. Jordan.”
“Whoa. Hm, did he know?”
“Yes. He should be here any minute,” Gabrielle said as she played with her fingers.
Michael then ran into the room and saw Gabrielle.
“Gabrielle, how are you?”
“Can everyone give us a couple of minutes?” Gabrielle asked as she looked to everyone, but mostly to JC.
Everyone nodded. As everyone left, Michael shut the door and sat beside her on the bed. He saw Gabrielle’s tears and sighed.
“She made you lose our baby?” he asked holding her hand.
“Yes. She did it because she wanted to be pregnant before anyone else. I was actually happy I was pregnant with your baby,” she said looking up into his eyes.
“I know, sweetie. You are actually the first girl that is my ex and is willing to be my friend. Besides, I know how much you like JC,” he said smiling.
“I found out he loves me, Mike,” Gabrielle said smiling.
“Well, since Theresa and him won’t be dating much longer, you two should do something about it.”
“Yeah, I know.
A nurse then walked in as she put Gabrielle’s clothes in the closet.
“Clean clothes.”
“Thank you, Nurse Smith,” Gabrielle said smiling a little.
“Your welcome, sweetie, and I am terribly sorry about the loss of your baby.”
Gabrielle nodded as Nurse Smith left. She then looked into Mike’s eyes and hugged him softly.
“I hate this hospital gown,” she sighed, “I can’t wait to go home.”
“Don’t we all. You need to get hospital care first of all,” he said as he grabbed her hand, giving it a light squeeze.
“Can you get JC for me, Michael?” she asked looking at him.
Michael kissed her forehead and nodded.
---
“I can’t believe they are still friends,” JC said smiling.
“Why wouldn’t we be friends?” Michael asked JC as he walked up to him.
“I... um, I don’t know. I was just... um, saying,” JC said startled.
“Dude, calm down,” Mike said laughing, “She wants to see you.”
“She does?”
“Yeah! Now, go see her. I’ll make sure the bitch doesn’t come near her.”
“Thanks. I really appreciate it,” JC said smiling.
“No problem,” Mike said pushing JC inside the room.
“Where’s JC? I got to talk to him,” Theresa said looking around.
“He’s talking to Gabrielle,” Justin said as he held Brandie’s hand.
“He’s talking to that bitch! Ugh! If she wasn’t living next door, he would never of liked her in the first place!” she snapped.
“No, you are wrong. JC and Gabi have always had feelings for each other,” Michael replied with a smirk.
---
JC saw Gabrielle looking out the window and he smiled.
“Did anyone tell you that you are absolutely gorgeous?” JC asked standing at the door.
“Well, yeah. When I was in my bathing suit, Justin and you did,” she said laughing, “but thank you.”
“Well, you look hot in that bikini,” JC said walking over to her, taking a seat next to her, “but you are the best, babe.”
“Why do you have to be so damn sweet?” she asked looking to him.
“I just want everything to be okay,” he said smiling down at her as he grabbed her hand.
“You do know it takes eighteen months to get a divorce, right?”
JC let out a sigh and nodded.
“Yeah but I’m going to move out. I can’t stand sleeping in the same bed with her and oh my god, her snoring is unbelievable,” he said shaking his head as a smile formed on his lips.
"That little girl snores loud?" Gabrielle asked looking to him in question.
"Yes. Sometimes, I have to sleep in the guest bedroom."
“Damn, that’s sad. If I was your wife... um never mind, not my business to say,” she replied as she looked out the window.
“If you were my wife, what?” he asked giving her hand a squeeze
“Well, I wouldn’t let you sleep in the other bed, but by me,” she said blushing a little.