"Mikey! Come quick!" I yell at my fiancé, my wide eyes staring at the stick in front of me. I hear the sound of pounding footsteps and turn around, to be met with a slightly puffed out Mikey. "Yeah babe?" He asks, coming over to kiss me. "Babe, we're pregnant!!" I exclaim, showing him the positive sign on the stick. He yelps with excitement and lifts me up, spinning me around. "I love you so much Claire," He whispers, leaning down to kiss me.
()()()()()()()() (these are time skips so now it's 4months later)
"Babe, are you sure you and the baby will be ok, I mean I don't want you to go into labour without me..." Mikey says unsurely, rubbing his hand over my slightly raised stomach. "Darlin, I'm four months along, I think I'll be fine." I chuckle, placing my and over his. He groans, "Yeah but babe, what if something happens - I won't be there for you." He whine. I take my hand off of his and place it gently on his stubbly cheek. "Babe, nothing will happen don't worry." I say. "Dude, we gotta-" Luke starts before I cut him off, "Get out, we just gotta get out." I sing, dancing around the small area of the airport we've all occupied. "Oh ha ha ha Claire, anyways mate we have to go" Luke says, glaring at me playfully. "See babe? You're needed so go!" I say kissing him then pushing him toward the gate. He looks back guiltily before disappearing into the plane.
()()()()()()()()()()()(3 weeks)
I wake up with a start, my hand clutching my stomach. I scream out in pain as another wave of cramps hit my stomach making me hunch over in pain. Tears silently run down my cheeks, shocking me when they drop onto my cold hands. I crawl over to the phone and call an ambulance. While I wait to hear those screeching sirens, all I can do I lay on the floor, screaming as waves of pain make me writhe under an invisible grip. Finally I'm lifted up onto a stretcher and taken into the moving car. The paramedics mumble things to each other looking unsurely at my tummy every once in a while. It's only then when I notice the blood on the inside of my thighs. I scream sitting up and looking at the paramedics with worry filled eyes. They shush me and try to lay me back down, but I'm to worried to listen to anything they say. "My baby! Is she ok?! Someone please answer me I have to know!! Somebody please!" I scream at them, verging on hysterics. Suddenly I fell a cool liquid going through my veins, making my eyelids heavy.
When I wake, I'm laying in a pristine room, on a hard bed. I rub my eyes tiredly and sit up. The constant beeping is running through my head. At least I'm alive. I think to myself drearily. I rub my had over my bump, only to find my stomach completely and utterly flat. Panic starts to kick in as I repeatedly rub my hand over my belly, the raise still not appearing under my fingertips. I start screaming and writhing, nurses come rushing in and try and hold me down. I give in to their vice-like grips and stay down, sobbing. A man in a white coat comes in. "Hello Claire, I'm sorry to say that your baby has been miscarried. I'm so sorry." he says gloomily, he gives me a curt nod and leaves. I clutch at my chest, the pain becoming overwhelming. The nurses give me sorrow filled looks, pats on the knee or back and leave.
I am required to stay in hospital for several more hours, to check me over throughly, they say before I'm aloud to leave this hell hole. I consider calling Mikey several time before finally deciding that he can't know until the tours over, which is just a month or two.
()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()(Mikey's homecoming)
I set out the dinner I've prepared on the table, smiling down at my masterpiece. Tonight's the night I've been both waiting for and dreading. I hear the doorknob jiggle and soon Mikey comes running in and engulfs my small frame in a gigantic hug. His hand automatically travels down to my belly, trying to rub the baby bump that no longer exists. He pulls away with his eyebrows scrunched together. He takes one look at my tear filled eyes and breaks down sobbing. He pulls me to the floor with him, both of us crying. He wraps his long arms around me and holds me there, while my arms have traveled up around his neck. We both sit on the ground sobbing crying for a long time.
Our baby's gone.
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Holy fuck Claire are you trying to kill me. I literally sobbed while writing this. 😫😫😫😫😫.
Anyways though on a happy note I added that pic to lighten the mood. Didn't work did it? Nope, didn't think so.
Anyway thx for the request Claire and see you guys later.
-sky xx⚓️⚓️
