when I loved him (Elvis Presley story)

chapter 24

Joy POV

I smile with happiness as I watch my little girls play in the sun. It is currently summer in 1963, And life is amazing. I haven't heard from Red in over 4 months, that's probably a good thing.

"My baby." Elvis smiles rubbing my big basketball like belly.

"Our, little boy." I whisper Elvis kisses the top of my belly, baby talking to it. 

"E, you got a phone call!" Joe called from the porch of Graceland. Elvis sighed and kissed me before heading inside.

"Momma, look at Amara!" Amelia cried. Amara was on the ground eyes closed, I quickly panicked. I ran directly towards her picking her up carefully.

"Elvis!!" I scream crying, Elvis rushed over to me. Joe and Gene right behind him.

"Oh-my god. What happen?" Elvis panics running his hands through his hair.

"I don't know Amelia screamed all the sudden and I saw Amara laying on the floor." I cry shaking my head.

"Gimme her, Joe start the car. Joy get Amelia!" Elvis yelled. I cried handing Amara to Elvis, I kissed her forehead whispering ' its gonna be okay baby'.

Elvis POV

I panicked when Joy handed me Amara, I cried in side and out. My little girl, I can't have her gone I just can't.

"E, its gonna be okay." Joe said softly as we drove to the hospital. Joy cried as she prayed.

"Momma, is Amara. okay?" I hear Amelia ask. Joy pales and sits Amelia on her lap.

"I dunno baby, I dunno." She sighs with tears. I rock Amara and pray to God out little girl is okay.

After what seemed liked forever we finally arrived at the hospital, I rushed in with Joy and everyone else right behind me.

"Please help, my little girl won't wake up!" I demand the front office. They call a nurse and some doctors up here and lay Amara on a hospital bed.

I hold Joy and Amelia close, as we watch the doctors try and figure out what's wrong.

Joy POV

My heart is breaking watching my little girl on the hospital bed, I couldn't take it anymore. I ran out crying sitting in the waiting room. I couldn't bear to lose her.

"Hey, its okay." Elvis rushed after me pulling me into his arms. I cry hysterically as I held onto Elvis' shirt.

"And what if it isn't, Elvis what are we gonna do?" I ask crying. Elvis hushed me over and over again , stroking my hair.

"We're gonna get through this, and she's gonna be okay." Elvis replied. I nodded and he kissed me gently.

"Now, let's head back." Elvis slightly smiled. He enveloped our hands together as we walked back into the hospital room.

"Mr and Mrs.Presley we have some news." Doctor smith said as soon as we walked in.

I breathed out" what is it doc?" I ask closing my eyes.

"Amara here, had a pretty hard fall. She fell so hard it made her so unconscious." He sighed.

"What dose that mean?" Elvis asks

"Well. its a 50 50 percent chance if she would wake up or not." He says gently." I'm sorry but, all we can do is wait." He sighs as he walks out.

"Joy, are you okay?" Elvis asks I shake my head no, crying.

"Baby, everything's gonna be alright. Okay." Elvis whispers kissing my head. All we could do is wait, but I can't.  I need my little girl back and now.