Forever Yours, Elliot

Chapter 32 - Blobs.

I walked over to my wardrobe and took out three t-shirts and 3 pairs of track pants.

“We’d better take Melanie some clothes down too” I remarked, throwing a shirt and pants at Louise.

Louise and I pulled off our dresses and pulled on the more comfortable clothes. We walked backed down stairs and in to the kitchen. I handed Melanie the clothing and she too disappeared to remove herself from the constraint of the long flowing ball gown fabrics.

Louise took a beer from the table and opened it

The six of us talked and laughed for a bit, and it was genuinely good to just relax. A few more beers were downed and it was decided that everyone would sleep over. Around 1am the contagious yawning began.

When Matt and I finally climbed in to bed my feet were sore, my eyes were struggling to stay open and my entire body felt like lead.

“Did you have a good night babe?” Matt asked, lying down on my bed next to me. I snuggled in to him and mumbled something that may or may not have sound like a yes then slowly fell asleep.

I was woken by a dull ache in my stomach some time later. It was still dark, and I still felt exhausted. I glanced over at the clock. It was only 4am. I closed my eyes, and tried to ignore the pain in my belly in an attempt to get a decent amount of sleep. Just as I drifted off to sleep the pain intensified, running across my back and around my hips.

Suddenly a cold feeling washed over me and I put my hands between my legs and touched the fabric. I gasped in shock, as the realisation that I was quite heavily bleeding.

I sat there for a moment, unsure of what to do, Matt still lay sleeping soundly beside me, and I didn’t want to wake him. I didn’t want to worry him. He’d really come to love the idea of being a daddy, what if this was it?

The reality was that I couldn’t just leave it. I had to wake him.

I gently shook his body, whispering his name urgently. He groaned fighting the urge to wake up.

“Matt, something is wrong. I need you to wake up” I exclaimed

“Wrong?” He replied sleepily, his eyes opened and he looked at me.

“I’m bleeding” I murmured, I could feel tears threatening to surface and my throat felt like at any moment I might choke from the lump lodged inside of it.

Matt sat bolt upright and tore the blankets off. Quicker than I could say another word he pulled his clothes back on then walked to the wardrobe and then he grabbed me some fresh clothing.

“Go shower baby, I’ll organise the car”

“You were drinking Matt” I questioned

“I had two beers, look we don’t have time to argue. I want to get you checked out”

I climbed out of the bed and uncomfortably moved across the floor to the door.

Once I made it to the shower I turned it on then pulled my clothes off. The pain in my stomach began to diminish as the warm water washed over me, and I found myself praying that everything was alright, that it had just been a misfortunate incident. Our baby had to be fine.

I turned the water off and dried myself as quickly as possible. The worry running through my veins was causing my body to shudder as I dressed. Finally once I was cleaned up and dressed I made my way downstairs and out the door to the car.

Matt had already started the car; he was waiting with the door open.

“I never should have made you go to prom” He exclaimed he voice angry and flushed

“Matt, that has nothing to do with this” I replied hoarsely.

“Hasn’t it? I mean I take you out and then you come home and this happens.”

“Matt, do you think all pregnant women sit around not moving? It has nothing to do with tonight. I had fun; please don’t start taking anything back. Please” I pleaded

Matt nodded reluctantly then continued to back down the drive way.

We didn’t speak the entire way to the hospital, not that I knew what to say. When we arrived, Matt parked in the emergency parking then ran and got a wheelchair. I didn’t argue and say I was fine to walk because I did actually feel slightly weak and tired.

Matt pushed me in through the doors and ran to the reception.

“My girlfriend is 7 weeks pregnant and is bleeding”

“Alright sir, if you fill in this form, the doctor shouldn’t be too long”

I looked around the ER. Thankfully for a Friday night it was surprisingly quiet. I filled in the forms and we waited four almost an hour before a doctor walked out and called my name. The dark sky was beginning to lighten now. MY body felt weak and I was craving sleep.

We spoke with the doctor who explained that small bleeds early in pregnancy were normal and usually nothing to be concerned with. To reassure us though he sent us through for an urgent ultrasound.

The sonographer squeezed the cool jelly on my flat stomach and pressed down with her weird camera thing. I looked up at the screen, no wiser as to what the black and white shapes were on the screen. The sonographer wasn’t much help either. She had an intense look of concentration painted heavily on her face. After what seemed like forever she sighed and then pointed to the screen.

“See this,” she said pointing to a small white blob. “That’s the foetus, that flicking you can see is the heart rate, Nice and strong alright”

I smiled and sighed deeply. Our baby was fine.

“Uh, why can I see two blobs?” Matt asked, standing up and reaching across me, pointing to another small white blob with a flickering heartbeat.

“That’s because your girlfriend is having twins” The sonographer said with a smile.

“Huh?” I replied, the shock not even touching me yet, let alone sinking in. “but the scan a week ago, they said there was one”

“It can be hard to tell that early sometimes. I can assure you though, that currently you are the home for two very healthy growing pregnancies.”

I looked at Matt, who understandably was as white as a ghost. With an expression of sheer terror that matched my own.

Twins?!!??

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First of all, I know this is short, and terrible.

I apologise. I do plan to alternate writing days for both books. so you should get some longer, better content every other day.

Love yas.