Chapter 46

YOUR P.O.V.

Y/N- *walks upstairs tiredly* *brings a bottle to Malik* Here baby boy... *picks him up* *feeds it to him*

Malik- *drinks a little* *squirms and splutters* *spits it out and cries even louder*

Y/N- *eyes widen* Oh shit..

Diggy- *comes rushing in* Babe? Babe, what the hell happened?

Y/N- *starts to panic* I.. I don't know, I really don't know..

Diggy- *takes Malik from you* Why is he crying like this?!

Y/N- All I did was feed him the bottle!

Diggy- *takes the bottle* *tests it on his arm* *hisses in pain* Shit! Y/N, this is piping hot! What the hell!?

Y/N- *covers her mouth* Oh my God! I'm so sorry, I'm so..

Diggy- Lemme handle it, okay? Damn, let me feed him.. *carries Malik out the room* Shh... it's okay son..

Y/N- *covers her face and start to cry*

*a few days later*

Y/N- *pushes the plate away* I'm not hungry.. I don't fucking want this, I'm sorry.

Diggy- *looks at you weird* What? *chuckles*

Y/N- Why is that funny? 

Diggy- Cause you never turn down your favourite.

Y/N- Well, I don't want to have it tonight. I don't feel like eating *gets up*

Diggy- Can you at least tell me what's wrong?

Y/N- *snaps* I said I don't feel like it, okay!?

Diggy- *stares at you*

Y/N- *walks off and slams the door* *goes upstairs and walks past the irror* *walks back and stares at her reflection* *touches her skin and a tear falls* *rushes to her room*

DIGGY'S P.O.V.

*a week later*

I got up outta the bed when I caught a few minutes more sleep and realised it was empty, then went to Malik's room.. I was expecting to see Y/N coo over him in his crib, sing to him, talk to him, making silly noises and faces at him. But as I crept in the room, I heard nothing, it was so silent.

Y/N- *blinks at the baby* *whispers to herself* What's wrong with me..

Diggy- Babe..?

Y/N- *turns around suddenly* Diggy, do not do that

Diggy- *walks over to the crib* What's up?

Y/N- Nothing.. did he wake up during the night?

Diggy- He cried at like, 2am then at 6am too.. you were so fast asleep and I didn't wanna wake you, so I got up and fed him, sang a little and he went back to sleep.. the early mornings kill me so bad

Y/N- *smiles a little* Thanks.

Diggy- *shrugs* It's what daddies have to do too, you did a lot for nine months, I should be helping out..

Y/N- Damn right

Diggy- *looks at Malik*

Malik- *looks up at you both and whimpers*

Diggy- I can't believe this is our son..

Y/N- *looks at him* Huh.. *thinks a little* What time is it?

Diggy- I don't know.. 9 o'clock..

Y/N- *looks at him* What? Oh my God.. *rushes out the room*

Malik- *looks at him*

Diggy- *picks him up and follows you*

Y/N- I was meant to be on a conference call this morning.. *grabs her laptop* I'm like 13 minutes late!

Diggy- Babe, don't stress..

Y/N- Diggy, it's work!

Diggy- And you can have that maternity leave thing.. you just had a baby

Y/N- I know but I have to work *opens the laptop*

Diggy- *closes it* You just had a baby. Y/N, you gotta take it slow.

Y/N- *looks up at him and sighs* I have to handle this. You have to let me work, okay?!

Diggy- *pauses* Alright.. *gets up*

She made the skype call to her offices in London and was told it was postponed for an hour by one of her assistants while I was busy changing Malik's diaper and feeding the rest of his bottle to him before he'd fall asleep again. Next thing I know, I was seeing her rush up and down the stairs trying to look presentable, fixing her hair, stressing out much more than she was recently and exaggerating that she put on hundreds of pounds during the pregnancy.

*two hours later*

YOUR P.O.V.

Y/N- *turns the pages of the folder* We need to work on more of the music being accessible to customers in the UK, it's a slower market but social platforms make new music so much more accessible

Robert- *nods from the video call* That's something we can work on with the distribution channels in the UK... *starts writing*

Malik- *starts crying in the background*

Y/N- *closes her eyes and sighs* Oh God..

Robert- *looks up at you from the screen*

Diggy- *rushes behind you to get Malik*

Robert- So.. how's the baby?

Y/N- He's a handful but I'm managing..

*Malik's crying increases*

Y/N- *groans* Oh my God...

Diggy- Desperately tries to calm him* *takes him in another room*

Robert- Y/N, maybe our team can meet another time.. maybe next month when you can handle a little more?

Y/N- A whole month? We need so much progress to be made on this side.

Robert- It can't be done when the head of the department has a newborn baby

Y/N- I can manage it.

Robert- We can discuss this another time.. *ends the call*

Y/N- *slams the laptop down* Urgh!! *covers her face* Shit!

Diggy- Hey.. language! *walks in feeding Malik*

Y/N- *looks up at him* *looks away*

Diggy- *frowns* Babe, what happened?

Y/N- Work want me to take a break because I'm "occupied" *rolls her eyes*

Diggy- *clears his throat* You kinda are *looks at Malik in his arms* You ned to sbe sleeping, getting as much rest as you can before you'll never get it again

Y/N- And what about you?

Diggy- I'm on daddy duty. I'm looking after you and my son.. *walks over and kisses your cheek* You guys are my babies

Y/N- *smiles a little and looks up at him* Alright..

Diggy- I know you love to work

Y/N- No, I love to keep myself busy. I'm not used to days off and staying at home, I hate it

Diggy- Get used to it babe *smiles and walks out the room*

Y/N- *sighs and looks down*

*a week later*

DIGGY'S P.O.V.

Evie- *on the phone* How is everything?

Diggy- It's.. pretty good. We're together, finally.. I'm looking after Malik the most so Y/N can sleep.. she doesn't seem like the smother-mother type.. she hasn't really been that close to him..

Evie- That's.. so weird.

Diggy- She's been avoiding sleep really. She doesn't wanna be alone with the baby, she keeps tryna work, be alone or work on her laptop. I think she's scared

Evie- Of what?

Diggy- That's what I'm tryna figure out. I swear, it was as soon as she found out she couldn't work that she started to distance herself from the baby. She just became.. detached.

Evie- It shouldn't be a huge problem. But do you think it's depression? Post natal depression?

Diggy- I.. I'm not sure.

Evie- Where is she, I wanna talk to my sis. I won't mention this though, I promise

Diggy- Yeah, yeah I'll go and get her.. *walks upstairs* *hears Malik crying* *walks in his room and sees you sitting down* Babe..?

Y/N- *looks up tiredly* Yeah?

Diggy- *looks at the crib* Babe, you got your son crying right in front of you.. you gotta attend to him..

Y/N- I.. *sighs*

Diggy- I got it.. Your sister's on the phone *hands you the phone*

Y/N- *takes it* Hey Eves..

*doorbell rings*

Diggy- *picks up Malik and looks up* Who the hell is that? *goes downstairs and looks in the peephole* *laughs* No way.. *opens it*

Spin- *smiles* Wassup man!

Diggy- *daps and hugs him* Thank God you got here fast

Spin- *looks at Malik over his shoulder* Is this the little guy?! *coos over him* Man, he's cuter than I thought..

Diggy- *laughs* Come in, make yourself at home, shit you had a long flight..

Spin- *walks in and closes the door* Don't mention it, I'm tired as f... *looks at the baby looking at him* I'm tired. Just tired.

Diggy- *puts Malik on the couch* *puts cushions around him*

Spin- So.. wassup wit y'all?

Diggy- She's been acting up. Since she stopped working, she won't bond with Malik and sex is just.. *rolls his eyes to the back of his head*

Spin- *laughs* That ain't a bad thing.. but forreal?

Diggy- Nigga, I can't get her to do anything other than breastfeed Malik. Being in the room with him is stressful. He was just crying and she didn't even pick him up. And they're in the same room. She just.. sat there.

Spin- You gotta talk to her.. 

Y/N- *walks downstairs* *goes to the kitchen* Diggy, I'm hungry.. we got anything?

Diggy- Ion know..

Y/N- *walks in the living room* Cause I've been really feeling fo.. *sees Spin* Oh my God! When did you get here?! *walks over and hugs him tight*

Spin- Not too long ago.. *looks at Malik* Congratulations..

Y/N- *smiles*

*Malik starts to cry again*

Diggy- Oh.. somebody wants mommy... *looks at you*

Y/N- *bites her lip nervously*

Diggy- *hands Malik to you*

Y/N- *takes him uneasily*

Spin- *looks at you weird*

Diggy- *looks at Spin* *looks at you*

Y/N- Er.. Spin, hey.. *hands Malik to him* I really, really need to pee... *runs out*

Spin- *watches you go* *looks at Diggy confused* Is she okay..?

Diggy- I don't know.. *gets up and follows you*

Y/N- *rushes in the bedroom and cries*

Diggy- *follows you in* Babe.. 

Y/N- *cries on the bed*

Diggy- *looks at you confused*

Y/N- *sobs* Diggy, please leave..

Diggy- I'm not going anywhere till I know you're okay Y/N, that's my job..

Y/N- *wipes her eyes* You wouldn't understand..

Diggy- *sits next to you on the bed* Make me understand *holds you*

Y/N- *pushes him off* I just wanna be left alone.. Please! Please, just go!

Diggy- *pauses and looks at you* Y/N.. *holds your hand* I'm here for you, believe me

Y/N- I don't need that right now, please.. I wanna be left alone.. *wipes her eyes and sobs*

Diggy- *gets up and leaves slowly*

*a few days later*

Diggy- Babe, we're leaving! You'll be fine, right?

Y/N- *looks at Malik in his crib* Um.. yeah..

Diggy- *looks at you* You sure?

Y/N- No, I'll.. I'll try and take care of him. 

Diggy- You'll try?

Y/N- *swallows hard* I'll try.

*later that night*

Malik- *cries excessively and stressfully in his room* 

Y/N- *sits on the shower floor* *rocks back and forth*

Malik- *cries and cries heartedly*

Y/N- *holds her hands over her ears and cries* *shower runs* Make him stop.. please make him stop...