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The end? #23

Seans POV

She passed out. I climb out of the cars crooked door and hobble over onto the passenger side. Y/n's side is smashed up more than mine, searing hot tears fall down my face. I open up the door, the handle jammed.
"FUCK, CAN ANYONE HELP!" I yell, my voice hoarse from crying. A person runs out from their house.
"I've called the ambulance!" She yells, she looks frantic. Good thing they weren't too far from the hospital.
"Have you g-got a crowbar?" I ask, yelling. "I-I need to open the door."
She scurries inside and brings one out, handing it to me. I put the wrench into the door crack and pull, the door latch popped open. The truck that smashed into our car is wrecked. The person driving must be dead.

I open the door and slide y/n's chair back to get her out easier. An ambulance shows up. Blood is pooled in the seat. I can hear her heart beat while I carry her to the medic, it's faint. She could've had a miscarriage from this. The lady who helped out is crying also, she must've seen that y/n's pregnant.
"Are you her husband?" The ambulance person asks.
"Yes." I sob.
"Come with us." He ushers me into the ambulance, y/n is deathly pale, strapped onto the bed.
I stare at her, all noises I hear gone. All the people rushing around her are panicked. A couple of nurses patch up the cuts from shattered glass on my arm. We're in the hospital now. They had y/n rushed off into the emergency room, a midwife runs in there too.

The person from the truck turned out to be Sarah, she killed herself trying to kill us. A ticking murder plan set out by a person. I know it was Wiishu who planned that. Y/n- tears form as I think of her name. Said she felt off today, and I didn't listen. I-if I didn't, if I didn't say things were okay she wouldn't be in emergency surgery right now. She would be home, with me, not knowing our baby's gender, but we'd be safe.

It's been two hours. A doctor comes rushing out. The person at the desk walks away, she had given me some tissues. I haven't stopped crying. She can't be dead. Our baby girl can't be dead.

"Are you Sean McLaughlin? Husband or boyfriend of y/n l/n?" He asks, weariness in his eyes. I nod sullenly. "I'm sorry." He says. My vision goes blurry. "She didn't make it, too many bones were broken, too much blood loss." I let out a wail and try to stifle my crys. The doctor sighs, how often does e see this.
"Would you like to see her?"
I nod. The last time I'll see her before her funeral. I follow him down the hall. Next thing I know I'm staring at my dead girlfriends body. She looked calm. Passed out before she died. But something was different, no baby bump. Although blood stained everything.
"T-the baby?" I ask. The midwife said something about it maybe surviving at this age. The doctor smiles.
"Your baby?" He asks, I nod. Tears still have my face swollen, it's hard to talk with a block in my throat. "She's alive, we have her in an incubation unit, she's under 24/7 care until she'll be fit to leave. There's still a chance for her to live, but also for her to die. We'll try everything to stop that." I take one last glance at the woman I loves body before she's taken away by nurses.
"C-Can I see the baby?" I choke.
"Yes."

We walk down more corridors, slow to a halt and am in the incubation rooms for early births. I stare at her, my baby. She looks exactly like y/n. I smile a weak smile at the doctor and thank him.
"I'll stay here for a little while if that's okay?" I ask.
"Yes that's perfectly fine." He says and walks off.
I look at the baby, her purple pink skin unnatural, but she's alive, the last thing I'll ever care about is here. The baby, I'll name her y/n. After her caring mother. Y/n and I will leave this wretched country, bring Oreo with us, sell the house, and just leave.
"Y/n, if you're anywhere, I will look after this- our baby, with my life."

And I will have my revenge.

Wiishu may think that this was a good idea. No. She should never have come back, she should never have messed with me, my girlfriend or my house.

I feel psychotic. But I don't care.

I'll get my revenge.

The end.