Happily In Love {s.m} [BOOK 3]

seventy - five

{priscilla}

I wake up early in the morning with the sun barley coming up feeling wet underneath me and horrible back pains.

Did I just wet the bed?

I couldn't be on my period no because Shawn and I had sex, but because it just wasn't my time yet.

I turn on the light and see blood everywhere underneath me. My heart drops because it was a lot. And when I'm on my period only a little comes from me because I'm so active and I drink a lot of water.

I run to the bathroom and sit in the toilet trying to clean it all up, but it wouldn't stop. It was all over my hands and it was scaring me.

"Shawn!" I screamed out, "Shawn call 9-1-1! Please!" I begged as tears started to form.

This is what exactly happened when I had my miscarriage, but an actual dead baby came out. This could not be happening again. There's no way. I wasn't even showing any pregnancy signs.

Shawn bursts into the room with his face in shock and worry.

"Oh my goodness baby." He was so worried he didn't know what to do first.

"Call an ambulance! Hurry!" I yell. I knew he didn't want to leave me in the bathroom alone but I forced him to.

He ran out then came back in dialing the number as fast as he could then had the phone to his ear as he tried to help me.

By the way he was freaking out on the phone I could tell he was just as scared as I was.

There was so much blood coming out of me that I felt my breathing get harder as i tried to gasp for air. And my heart started to slow down. I was awake when the ambulance finally came and helped me up but then it felt like curtains falling when my eyes shut my ears went numb like my ears were clogged with water and I went to complete blackness.

•••

Every now and then I'd hear faint speaking and my eyes would open slightly, as I saw nurses and doctors around me and a scared Shawn who was crying. I tried calling for him a few times, but I wasn't fully awake.

By the time I did I felt weak. And this is exactly how I felt when I lost our baby. I look over and see a petrified Shawn by my side holding my hand tightly shaking in fear and worry. He was hyperventilating and mumbling to himself. With his head hidden in his free hand and my intertwined hand with his. His anxiety was getting to him.

"Shawn." I say softly he looks up with tears in his eyes, "calm down baby, I'm okay."

"N-No yo-you aren't..." he stutters out.

"Lay with me." I demand and he instantly gets into the bed with me, "calm down please." I repeat as I rest my head on his chest and my hand rested on my stomach. Then I told him to count. Something I always would tell him at the end to fully calm himself.

He finally relaxes and begins to breath normally. His tears finally had stopped and he was okay again.

"I tried to not have my anxiety get the best of me I tried to count by myself, but I just worried so much. It was so much blood Priss...I've taken care of you and seen the blood from your period but nothing like this...I thought I was going to lose you. I can't lose you." He tells me.

"Shhh...it's okay. You won't lose me." I say as I lift my head to kiss his cheek.

The doctor then comes in with his clip board and smiles at us. I guess trying to ease up the suspense in the room because of what just happened to me.

"Is she okay? Wh-what happened? What made her d-do that!?" Shawn instantly asks.

The doctor sits on a chair and rolls over to us then sighs. That's when I knew it was bad news.