Broken Doesn't Mean Fixed

Let me explain

Skylars POV
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I wake up calmly and stare around at my large room. I'm the only one in it with a single bed but there's a crib in the corner. I guess I must be sharing my room with a baby? I try and sit up but feel a stabbing pain in my stomach. I pull up my ugly hospital dress to see a giant scar across my stomach. I lay back down and pull down my dark blue rag. The door swings open to reveal a happy nurse holding a child who I could only assume was the baby I was sharing the room with.

I couldn't remember anything from yesterday. It was a a blur. I only remember falling to the ground and that's about the only thing. The nurse looks up to see me awake so she puts down the quite baby and rushes over to me.

"How you doing Skylar?" She asks feeling my forehead.

"I'm good but I was wondering if you could remind me of what happened yesterday?" I ask. Her face goes pale as if she doesn't want to tell me. She laughs awkwardly and rushes out of the room. I roll my eyes and stare at the crib. I attempt to sit up once again and actually was able to. I swing my feet over the edge and feel the cold stone on my bare feet.

I grab the machine I was hooked up to and rolled myself over to the baby. Her eyes were open a tiny bit to see the beautiful ocean blue trapped behind the glass. Her beautiful dark hair was glistening in the light while her cute little nose struggles for breath. I picked her up carefully not even knowing if I was allowed but doing so anyways and began to rock her slowly. Her eyes locked with mine and I just smiled knowing this little angel had her whole life ahead of her and she could choose not to make my stupid mistakes. I let her shut her eyes and drift off to sleep. I looked at her tiny knitted hat to see 'Olivia' printed across the rim. I feel a sudden shift in my happiness because I always wanted to name my daughter Olivia.

I place the tiny girl back down and slowly step towards the large wooden door with a small stained glass rectangle on the left side above the handle. As I reach for the silver knob the door swings open smashing my toes while knocking me off my feet.

I hit my delicate head on the brick feeling wall and feel the tubes connected through my hands pull. My machine comes crashing down on my landing on my scar. I scream in pain to look up and see a little girl with strawberry blonde hair. She gasps and rushes down to my side.

"Oh my goodness, oh my goodness," she whispers under her breath. She quickly acts and lifts the machine from my aching stomach.

"I am so sorry," she whispers as she tried to help me up. I whine at the pain but hop over to my bed with her support. As we pass Olivia the little girl looks down at her and smiles. "You have a beautiful baby," she giggles "she looks just like you," she finished with a soft braced smile. I flinch when she calls Olivia my baby.

"She's not my baby," I roll my eyes at the little girl. She helps me into my bed and covers me with sheets and setting my machine next to me. She sits on the bottom of my bed and puts her hands on her lap.

"That's what the doctors outside were explaining with a very worried nurse," she innocently explains. What is she talking about? I hope she's okay because I wasn't pregnant.

"Honey I couldn't have been pregnant. I wasn't showing and I was doing fine," I mention to her. Her smile fades and she grabs my hand.

"I can explain if you would like. I was just coming in to see her since being here for so long got boring," she shrugs and glares at the floor "But I did overhear the doctors conversation. Let me explain," she perks back up.
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Cassidis POV
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I stare at my wall while Rein, Jack, Harley and even Nate snore on my floor. They all stayed over at my place waiting to hear what the 4/11 was on Skylar. I'm really worried about her. What if they were lying and she actually tried commuting suicide again? That would break my heart.

I raise my stare to see my white board filled with photos of the past year. I look at ones with me and Jack and giggle then stare over at me and Nates baby pictures. As I go further along my board I see me and Rein making the stupidest faces ever at the sleepovers we've had. Once I get to the only picture I have of me and Skylar I break down crying.

What if she took her life and doctors are trying to cover? What if she got extremely hurt and is near death but their trying to cover it?

That's all I could think while mascara filled tears streamed from my wreaked eyes. As my oceans poured out I hear rustling of my sheets and see Rein begin to flinch. She opens her soft eyes to meet with mine and she imidiatley shoots up and hugs my from my side. I point at the picture of me and Skylar on school grounds and Rein starts to cry with me. And now I know how much Rein loves her because Rein wasn't even in that photo.

As our waterworks deepen I hear a door rip open down stairs. I stop whimpering for a second to hear chattering down stairs. Rein jumps off my bed before I get a chance and I chase after her. We look down the stairs to see Skylars Aunt holding my mothers hands with shaking body. Her eyes meet with mine and she tries to hold a strong smile. I run pay Rein and hug Kim not knowing her to well. She just grips into me tightly and sobs into my shoulder. Rein comes up from behind and joins into the hug. I look down to see Kim in a very professional look blazer with a pencil skirt to match. She must have gotten off of work.

"I'm..I'm sorry to say ladies," she sniffles "well I don't know if I'm sorry but it's more severe then we thought," she blurts out through her teeth. Rein touches her back softly. "Skylars appendix did not burst," she starts.

Before he poor woman could finish her sentence Harley runs down the stairs and runs out the door. I quickly poke my head out after him and call him.

"Where you heading?" I ask.

"To see Skylar," Harley states. I knew it was an emergency to I jump off of my one step and get in the passenger side of his truck. Rein quickly follows and literally hops in the trunk to come with us. Harley starts racing down the street and I'm just praying Skylar is okay. She has to be.