The Baby Highness

Michael!?!?

•••Natasha’s POV•••

Dear Diary,

“Adrian is turning one month tomorrow. I also got the green signal to become his “Mom”. Oh now, I can also breastfeed the baby. This whole month was so insane. Michael isn’t here. Though he called and checked how we were doing... Two days to go to Kristin’s engagement ceremony. I hadn’t told mom-dad about Adrian. I am going to call them today….

I have also decided to meet my brother..and. I am ready to face him….”

I wrote that in my journal. I wrote daily but this month was nothing but so stressful. But I decided to double up the stress. I am going to call my parents.

You can do it, Nat! I know there is no, use. But they should find out from me. Cause I am not their favorite. Even if they let me do this job, after all, that s**t happened back then. They still hate me. Because my dad is not my dad. Someone else. But mom never mentioned to me who he is.

He cheated my present dad with the person. But then the other guy became my real dad. Mom and my present dad both decided not to abort. But they never loved me.

After thinking so many times I called them. Oh, s**t! I mistakenly video called. I was about to press the red button, mom answered.

“Hey! Look, Charles! Look who this is! My precious baby girl! Why did you call?” Mom said. Well, she tried to sound sarcastic saying those. But it sounded annoying.

“Oh! When did I become so precious? It is Owen who is precious to you. I am as equal as an outsider.” I said. As I told you guys, they don’t like me or my tenets. That is why a simple conversation could turn into a massive fight between us.

“Don’t you know how to speak with your mama?” She asked.

“ You believe that you are my mother? I don’t even call you “MAMA”. Owen does. And you both indeed love Owen so much!” I said.

“You-” Mom was saying something but Dad stopped her.

“Here we go again! Stop it already you two!” he said,“ Why did you call Natasha?”

“Why did you guys keep asking that? If you guys had a problem with me from the very beginning, mom, you had the choice to kill me. But you didn’t. Why?”

(paused) “It was my fault to call you two.” But man proposes, God disposes! Adrian started crying.

“Is that a baby crying?” Mom asked, “ What have you done exactly? I told you, Charles! This girl will do this kinda thing again! She is good for nothing! You are a black sheep to this family. ”

Dad tried to stop her. But she called me many things.

“ I am not from this family. And just have flashbacks. Don’t you know what have you done?” I said and cut the call. I rushed to Adrian.

I hold him and,“ Hush..hush. What happened? Oh! You peed. That is okay mommy's here.” I cleaned him and put him to sleep again.

“Mom” is a strong word, full of responsibilities, love, and kindness. I will give Adrian all the love that a mother should give her child. What I missed as a child.

Owen is my big brother. Owen is He is ten years older than me. He supported me always but my parents didn’t let him involve.

Owen is the legal son of theirs. Charles Sanchez married Selena Dylan Sanchez and they had Owen.

When Owen was nine, my mother had an affair with my real father, and then Owen's dad found out about it. And some problems happen between them. But when he found out mom was expecting he accepted mom again thinking about Owen.

Mom also showed the same cause and asked for a second chance. Dad gave him the chance. However, not for me, my mom never loved me as her child.

She told me that my dad left her, cause she was pregnant with me. And they didn't kill me cause they don't want to commit another sin.

I clearly remember when I was twelve, she left me outside of a super mall. She told me to wait for her as she forgot to get some groceries. I waited and waited, after three hours Owen came and took me home. He told me to wait a few more years and he will free me.

After Owen got married, he and Bette. They invited me to stay with them. That is how I met Ian. I was then an introverted kid. You know the nerd type.

I joined the West Dalkin's High School. Ian was my neighbor. He helped me a lot to come out of that alone state. I was always afraid that society won’t accept me hearing the fact.

But when I opened up to Ian, he never mocked me for it. I am giving him the credit for what he did. I started believing in love. But he made sure I also stop believing.

My phone rang. Unexpectedly it was Owen. “They already told him!”

I picked up the phone. My voice was trembling.

“He- ll-o,” I said.

“I know they are creating a scene. I just want to know it from you, kid,” Owen said.

“I adopted a baby, ” I didn’t want to cry. But after all these years, I was ignoring him and now I can’t resist.

“ That is great! But why are you crying?” Owen asked.

“ Don’t know. *Sob* I found him and some people tried to kill him. So, they just abandoned him at a substation.” I said.

“ So, you were doing fine. Why the hell you called mama and dad?” Owen asked.

“ I thought if they hear from others they might create a big scene. Owen when I saw Adrian, I thought this is the last chance. I couldn’t save the other, but I will be his mom and give him what I missed,” sobbing I said.

“It is okay, kid. Now stop crying. Got the engagement party's invitation. Are you coming?” Owen asked.

“ Yes, tomorrow. Don’t tell Bette Sebastian and Zach,” I said.

“ Okay,” He said. “ I am sorry,” I said.

“ For what?” Owen asked.

“ You know,” I said. We greeted good night and ended the call.

This is going to be a long night. I was lying on the bed and thinking about going home tomorrow.

My phone chimes suddenly. It is a text message from Michael.

—Will be there on 28th—

•You know the address?•

—No—

•Send you•

—Thanks, now sleep. Stop thinking how you are going to face that bastard—

•I am not thinking•

—So, why are you awake? You told me you put Adrian to sleep two hours ago. —

•Something came up.•

—What?!—

•S&C•

—Oh Dear Lord! You thought it is better to tell them before anyone else does?—

•Ahm yeah•

*offline*

What happened? Where'd he go? Saved! Otherwise, he will ask so many questions.

It is midnight already. I have a flight to catch morrow.

My most morning starts with hearing cries or Adrian's baby noises through the baby monitor.

I already packed our bags. Most of the thing is for Adrian.

But

the tough thing is getting Adrian ready. He is a very naughty boy already. Never wants to wear diapers. Moves too much.

We reached the airport on time. We did all our checking.

But when we were in front of the boarding gate.

“Hey! Wait up!” some voice called. Don’t know to whom.

The hostess, who was at the gate told me,“ Oh! Ma’am, maybe he is gesturing to you.”

I turned around and Bam! Someone’s jaw directly hits my nose.

“Sorry, sorry! Nat, are you hurt?” the man- no, wait, Michael?!?!?!??!