Fate

Chapter 38

After what feels like forever, they give me some sort of info.

"Hi Ms. Chaplin, I'm Doctor Rayne."

The man says.

I would tell you what he looks like but it's hard.

"Hi. Nice to meet you." I say shaking his hand.

He sits on the desk infront of me.

"Do you know why your here?" He asks.

"I have an idea." I nervously shake.

"Look, Ms. Chaplin. I am here to inform you that... You had a miscarriage. I'm terribly sorry." He says scratching his head.

"No, this can't happen. You see I was talking about names and how we were going to move into a big house and my sister doesn't even know." I say panting. My heart stops beating. I think I'm about to die.

"I'm sorry." He says again.

"No! This can't happen!" I yell at him.

He leaves without saying a word.

"No please please please." I say crying so much. I can't breathe right now.

The doctors hold me onto the bed when I try to run after the bastard who told me.

"Let me go!" I yell still crying.

"Why did my baby have to die? Why!"

I can't see anyone right now. I can't see Harry, I can't see Harry's mom, I can't see my mom, I can't see Liam, I can't see Taylor.

God damn it.

"Miss you need to settle down." The same lady who rolled me in the wheelchair says.

"Don't tell me what to do you stupid bitch!" I spit out while crying.

My emotions are crazy right now.

The lady doesn't respond to me, instead she closes my room door and leaves me alone.

I didn't even get to know if it was a boy or girl yet.

HARRY'S POV

I don't know what to think.

Should I call somebody?

I leave Stella's mum,my mum, and Taylor a voicemail saying to come to the hospital for Stella.

Was It me? Did I do something for her to make her lose our baby?

My heart dropped once I saw the shock in her face.

I can't even think about that right now.

I sit on a chair with my elbows on my knees.

What do I do right now? Do I try to find her?

Shit. This wasn't supposed to happen!

"Sir." A dark woman says.

"Where's Stella? Where's the baby?" I ask with an evil glare and tears running down my face. I try to be a man about it but I can't.

"Sir. Stay calm. She has a-" she says before I interrupt her.

"Don't say it god damn it. Don't you dare fucking say it." I say pointing my finger at her.

I have never been this unstable in my life. Fuck!

"Let me see her now. Let me see her damn it!" I yell running my hands through my curly hair.

What if the baby got my curls. We didn't get to know anything!

"She doesn't want any guests right now." The lady says.