Part Eight
At the Dr's office Isa was very nervous. Michele held her hand the whole time.
"Well, Isabella, you are pregnant," said the Dr. "However it's hard to tell how far long you are at the moment."
"So you don't know when the baby was conceived?" she questioned.
"No, not yet. We will have to see how you progress in the next few months to determine an exact date. Right now you are anywhere from 4 to 5 weeks pregnant."
Isabella knew exactly what that meant. JC or Justin could be the father.
The next day it still didn't fully sink in that she was pregnant. She did know however that both men needed to be told. She called JC to come over and he was more than happy to do so. Justin was more reluctant. Finally he said he would come to the house. As he pulled up he saw JC at the door.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" he asked snottily.
"Izzy asked me to come," he said ringing the bell.
Isabella ran to the door and opened it. She motioned for the two to come in. They did and sat at opposite ends of the room.
"Well I guess you are wondering why I called you here?"
"It better not be to make everything good again cause that ain't gonna happen," Justin snapped.
"That's not why."
JC could sense something was wrong. "What's wrong Izzy?"
"I'm pregnant." Both men sat there in amazement. Neither one knew what to say. "As of now, the Dr. doesn't know how far along I am or when the baby was conceived, so that means either of you could be the father."
"Well, that's just fucking perfect," Justin said. "As if you haven't fucked up my life enough."
"Hey asshole, it takes two to make a baby. I didn't get myself pregnant."
"Well maybe Mr. Chasez will have the answers to this one. He's known for fucking things up, so he probably literally fucked you up."
JC just looked at Justin with contempt. He couldn't believe the horrible person he had become.
"If you are gonna act like an asshole Justin then just get the fuck out," Isa snapped at him.
Justin walked out slamming the door behind him. Isa could feel the tears forming. JC stood up and hugged her from behind. "Whatever needs to be done I will do it. I'll support you through everything," he said.
"Thanks blue."
"How could we let this happen?"
"I dunno, but it has, and now we have to deal with it."
JC and Isa hugged knowing that this would be the hardest time of their lives.
It was now September. JC came by everyday to check up on Isa.
Even though the baby might not be JC's he took an active interest in it. He
went to Dr's appointments, read baby books, the whole nine yards. That mornig JC had a very important meeting a couldn't go to the Dr. with Isa. She said it was ok and she went alone. In the office the Dr. weighed, measured and gave her a sonogram. All seemed ok.
"Well Isabella, from what I see here I would say you are due on about April 20," said Dr. Rivers.
"So then you know when the baby was conceived?"
"Yes". Isabella listened as the Dr. informed her of the babies conception. After that it was clear what she had to do. Before leaving the office she took out her cell phone and immediately called JC.
As Justin entered the hospital he saw the crew sitting in the waiting room. Michele was pacing back and forth while Lance rubbed her shoulders. Chris and Joey sat there not knowing what to say or do. JC sat with his head in his hands, praying to god that she was ok.
"How is she?" he managed to get out.
"Why the hell do u care?!" Michele yelled.
"Honey," Lance pleaded.
"NO! This is all his fault. If he hadn't upset her we wouldn't be here!"
JC just looked up at Justin. "What happened man?" he asked through tears.
"I dunno. We were arguing and she just fell," he cried. "I tried to catch her but I couldn't. She just fell," his voice trailed off.
Just then Dr. Rivers emerged. She walked towards the group.
"How is she?" Michele asked.
"Isabella is fine, a few bumps and bruises but she is okay."
"And the baby?" JC asked. Dr. Rivers just shook her head and frowned. He knew right away what she would say next.
"We couldn't save the baby. It was too far gone when she got here."
Michele turned to Lance and started sobbing. Chris and Joey just looked down at the floor. JC tried to be strong but gave into tears. Justin stood there in shock.
"I want to see her," he said.
"DON'T YOU THINK YOU DID ENOUGH!" Michele yelled.
"I need to see her," he pleaded.
"She is in room 124, but please don't upset her. She has been through a lot today and she doesn't need any more added stress," Dr. Rivers said.
Justin walked down the cold corridor until he got to her room. She was lying on the bed with her eyes closed. Tubes came out of her arm and a moiter was on her heart. She opened her eyes when he entered the room.
"Hi," he said.
"Hello," she said.
"Isa I'm so sorry. I never wanted this to happen."
"There was nothing they could do. The baby was already dead when I got here."
Justin began to cry. To think he caused her to lose the baby, it tore him apart. "Isa, I'll never forgive myself."
She turned her head not wanting to look at him. Seeing him like this made her remember the sweet sensitive man she fell in love with. When he saw her face turned he got up to leave figuring that she didn't want to see him. As he was leaving Isa mumbled something under her breath.
"What?" Justin said as he turned to face her.
"It was yours. The baby that is."
"Mine?"
"I went to the Dr. today and she said that the baby was conceived on July 19. I was with you on July 19. It was the day before you left for Tennessee."
Tears streamed down Justins face. "I killed my baby," he began to cry harder. He walked over to Isa to touch her hand but she pulled away.
"I think you should leave now."
"Isa..."
"GET OUT!"
Justin turned and ran out of the room. He bumped into JC, who saw his tear stained face. As he got in the car he started to drive. He put the radio hoping it would ease his pain. "You Sang to Me," by Marc Anthony came on.
Hearing that song made him think of Isa and all the pain he had caused her.
He had to pull over as tears got the best of him.