Forever

Forty-eight

I listen to the beeping sound, loud and clear. My body hurts as if I've been doing physical labor. I lift up my arm and it's heavier than ever. A green cast covers my arm and hand. What the-
I look around the room and it's empty. Completely empty.
There's a tv in the corner, a bunch of flowers are on a table. Pink ones and red ones. I look down at my belly and rub it. Wait, it's not hard. I had a baby girl! No wonder there are pink flowers everywhere. I smile and Zayn enters the room with a nurse. He looks exhausted as she talks, she talks a lot. Finally, she notices that I'm awake.
"Jane! You're up, that's a great sight. I'll get everyone."
She rushes out and I look at Zayn.
"Is she beautiful? Is our baby girl beautiful?" I whisper, smiling. Everyone enters the room before I can get an answer. This nurse will just have to bring her to me. Mom and Brad look at me but stay quiet. Taylor smiles at little but I don't know if it's real. Even Chris is here. Oh, I've missed him.
"Nurse?" I croak, adjusting my voice.
"Yes?"
"Could you bring my baby?"
"Uh-I thought.."
"She was beautiful." Zayn whispers. I can hear him crying. Why is he crying? If she's beautiful, why is he crying? What's going on?
"Can I see her?"
"Well-I uh..i-"
"Hello, Jane. Glad to see you awake. How are you feeling?" A doctor asks me.
"Frustrated. Stupid nurse won't let me see my baby. I don't know why this fool is crying and I'm in pain. Plus I have this stupid gree- who picked this color anyways? Not me obviously." I growl. The doctor raises his eyebrows, "Well Jane, that's why I'm here. You took a pretty had fall down all those stairs. Pregnant women fall down stairs all the time but it depends on the force of the fall. You had a lot of force, considering you were shoved by Ms. Harrington. Jane, I'm sorry to inform you, but your beautiful baby girl didn't make it. It was hard trying to save her, we did everything but she was just too small to handle that kind of fall. I'm sorry."
Gone. My baby girl is gone. She didn't even get a life. A breath. Did it hurt her to die? I break down and it feels like the world is crashing down on me.
"Get out." I whisper. Everyone leaves except Zayn. He breaks down right there on the floor. Bawling his eyes out and I cry too. Our beautiful baby girl didn't even get a life. I grab his hand and squeeze with the strength I have. He looks at me with those tear filled green eyes.
"Please dont leave me too." He cries. I shake my head and let the pain and hurt take over my body.