Come Back... Be Here (NEMI Story)

Unconscious

Nick's P.O.V.

My eyes widened when I watched Demi fall unconscious in my arms, her hands going limp and resting in her lap as they fell from her stomach and her head went against my chest. Every muscle which was previously tense with pain, was now just gone and limp, like I was carrying a dead body in my arms. I tried to shake those thoughts from my head as a doctor came running around the corner, pushing a gurney along with a nurse. The receptionist was following behind, her eyes widening further when she saw that Demi wasn't even awake anymore. 
"How long has she been unconscious?" The doctor asked, motioning for me to lie her down on the gurney. I didn't want to, though. Lying her down there meant that I'd have to just hand her over to them and trust that they knew what they were doing. I wanted to help her, but I couldn't, yet I didn't want to be apart from her when she was so vulnerable. I'd made that mistake before and she ended up in treatment. 
"O-Only just now." I mumbled, holding onto Demi a little tighter and the doctor nodded his head, seeming to understand why I didn't want to let Demi go. 
"Nicholas, the longer we keep Demi out here, the greater the risk of her suffering serious damage when she wakes up and the greater the risk of that baby not making it through. I promise I'll do everything I can to make sure they're both okay." The doctor said in a calm, collected kind of way. I hesitated before slowly nodding my head and I lay Demi down on the gurney, seeing her vulnerable and fragile. Her face was pale, highlighting her freckles and her eyes were closed like she was sleeping. Her hands had fallen onto the bed beside her, her lips slightly parted but her breathing was still quick. The doctor walked away with the nurse, pushing the gurney with her and they disappeared around the corner. Tears started to roll down my cheeks in pure fear. I couldn't lose Demi or that baby, it could be the one thing that tips Demi over the edge again if she loses the baby. I'd never be able to live with myself if that happened. Maybe none of this would have happened if I just checked to make sure she was okay with Kevin and Danielle sooner or followed her off of the bus when she went after Camilla to talk to her. I jumped when I felt a hand on my back.
"If you wanna wait in the family room... you'll have more privacy there." The receptionist said and she motioned towards the first door in the hallway with 'Family Room' on a plaque on the door. I nodded my head and walked into the room, shutting the door behind me and I started to cry harder now that I was alone and didn't have people staring at me. I sank down into a chair, staring at the pile of magazines that were on a coffee table in the middle of the room and I tried to keep my eyes away from the shelf of toys for babies and little kids with crayons and paper on a kiddy table for them to color in at. I love Demi and this baby so much, I remember how amazing it felt to see the baby at that first sonogram, see the little flickering of its heart. I couldn't stop crying, my hands shaking in fear of what could be happening right now. 

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