Primrose's POV
I watched my blood create a pool around me.
This is what I get.
I don't want to die though.
I put my hand on my stomach.
"Well...I guess...this is it."
I heard the front door open. There was some laughing. My eyes shut. I heard a scream.
"NO!"
I managed to open my eyes.
"N-Nyx?"
"O-oh god!"
"I-I'm sorry. I swear...I was going to be here when you got b-back."
"No no! Stay with me! Baby stay awake!"
My eyes shut. I felt something go against my forehead.
"Come on. Come on. Baby don't do this. PRIM!"
I don't remember the rest of that. I heard crying.
"I'm so sorry. I'm so, so sorry. Girls, I am so sorry."
I felt someone rubbing my stomach. I opened my eyes. I put my hand on Onyx's head.
"N-Nyxy?"
His head popped up. His face lit up.
"Thank god!"
He cupped my face.
"I'm so sorry!"
"Me too."
A tear slid down his face. I wiped it away. I went to sit up.
"Oh no you don't."
Onyx put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me down.
"You're on bed rest. You're gonna be here for a while. They want to monitor you and Roxie."
"S-she's not here yet?"
"No baby. She's not."
"I-I'm sorry, your birthday is in a hospital."
"Hey, hey it's okay. It's okay."
"A-are the kids okay?"
"Yeah. They're fine. They're at my dad's. I'm not going anywhere alright? I'm staying right here. Im never leaving you by yourself again. I-I'll take off work."
"No no. You don't have to. W-we need the money. M-my mom can stay here. You can come back after work."
"No no baby. It's okay. I-I'm sure, I-I can do some stuff online."
"D-don't stress yourself out."
He didn't leave my side, the entire time, I was in the hospital. He carried me to our room.
"I can walk, ya know?"
"Eh. I know. I've gotta make this up to you. This is my fault. My cousin is the one who shot you. It's the least I can do. I made sure the house was ready. The window got fixed. All your blood got cleaned up. My dad is dropping off the kids in a few. You probably wanna shower right?"
"Yes. I think I'm okay to do it, on my own."
"Hate to break it to you but, I'm helping you. You help me. Now it's time for me to help you."
He helped me shower and helped me get dressed.
"I can walk to our bed."
"Orrrr...I could carry you."
"Okay you're trying too hard."
"Am I though? Am I?"
"Yes. You are. If you're worried about me, getting mad because of your cousin shooting me, I'm not mad."
"Phew! I was really panicking about that. Please don't make me sleep on the couch."
"I won't. Relax. Onyx we're fine. It was just a fight."
"I-I know but...each time we fight...I feel like...I'm closer to losing you."
"Really?"
He cupped my face.
"Yes. I cannot lose you. I hate fighting with you."
"I hate fighting too. I ruined your birthday so..I feel like shit."
He kissed me.
"There's no need to feel like that. It's not the first birthday for me that's been ruined."
"That definitely doesn't make me feel better."
"I'll fix this. I'll fix everything."
"I know. You always do."
"I really do blame myself for all of this. I should've let Cody stay."
"Wait. Cody's the one who shot me?"
"Oh shit. I didn't wanna tell you that. Fuck. I cannot get it outta my head. Y-you had blood everywhere. I-I couldn't stop it."
"It's okay."
"I-if...I-I stayed here...I-I would've gotten shot. I-I should've got down on my knees a-and beg you to, leave the house with me. I'm extremely sorry. I-I'm the reason..I almost lost you both."
He fell to his knees.
"Oh no. Onyx."
He put his hands on my stomach.
"I'm so, so sorry Roxie. I-I'm a horrible dad..I-I'll make this up to you!"
He completely broke down.
"Baby...stand up."
He stood back up. I started hugging him, with my good arm.
"I-I don't know...what to do about work still."
"I'll be fine. Have someone come help, while you're gone."
"I know you're probably thinking this but..no. I didn't cut."
"If you really have your heart set on it, you can carry my fat ass to bed."
"You're not fat."
He started carrying me bridal style.
"Yes I am. There's no need, to lie."
"Jesus fucking Christ I'm not lying."
"Relax. I know. I still feel fat."
"You're carrying our child. You're gonna have a bump."
He put me down on our bed.
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