~August~
I sprinted through the emergency room doors, almost running over a dude.
"Nigga excuse you!" He shouted after me.
Whatever.
I found the receptionist and stepped in front of her.
She didn't even look up.
"Yo, excuse me?" I said impatiently.
"Guuurl, er mah gawd yaaaas! That nigga was too fine!" She ignored me and laughed loud as hell into the phone.
This bitch.
I cleared my throat.
She covered the mouthpiece of the phone and made a face.
"Uh ehscuse me! Can't you see me on the damn phone?" She shoved the phone in my face. "Just rude."
She tried to pull the phone back but I snatched it out of her hand.
"Look, right now I could give a total of zero fucks bout you right now. I need the fuckin' information on Bethany Stanton before I shove this phone down your muthafuckin' throat." She just stared at me with her eyes wide. "Now!"
She jumped and began typing on the computer.
"U-uh...she just came out of surgery like an hour ago." She looked up at me nervously.
Surgery?
Oh no.
"Where is she?" I asked, clenching my fists.
More typing.
"The maternity w-ward on the 5th floor. Room 504." She replied shakily.
Damn I didn't mean to scare her that bad.
"Thanks." I tossed her phone to her.
I heard her talking as I waited for the elevator.
"Yes, gurl. Scared the shit out of me...But he fine as hell though..."
I looked up at the elevator and tapped my foot.
Come on.
Why this bitch had to be so slow right now.
Fuck it.
I took off in the opposite direction and threw the door open.
I didn't feel it until I reached the third flight of stairs.
Well damn.
A nigga didn't know he was this outta shape.
Come on Aug.
Bethany's waiting for you.
That thought alone gave me the motivation to make it up the next two flight of stairs.
I busted through the doors of the stairwell and placed my hands on my knees to catch my breath.
Damn I was tired.
When I finally caught breath, I started my search for Bethany's room.
A nurse stopped me.
"Sir, are you looking for something?" She asked, smiling slightly.
Aye she was kinda cute.
Long brown hair, thick, hazel eyes.
Nice fat...
*cough*
Stethoscope.
I cleared my mind of those thoughts.
Find Bethany.
"Yeah, Room 504. I'm sort of in a rush..." I said starting to panic.
What if I didn't reach her in time...
Something flashed in her eyes but she hid it quickly.
"Of course." She turned and pointed down the hall. "Just around the corner."
"Thank you." I started to run again when she wrapped her arms around my torso.
The fuck?
I pulled her off quickly.
"Um, what you doin?"
Her eyes widened.
"Oh you don't kno-"
Someone cried out and started screaming and she raced down the hall, turning the corner.
Around the corner.
Bethany!
I shot off after her.
Just as I turned the corner, I saw doctors and nurses rushing into a room.
What the hell is going on?
"We're losing her!" Someone yelled.
No.
Please no.
"Bethany!" I yelled from the hallway. "Bethany I'm coming baybeh!"
"August?" A voice called softly.
I looked around in confusion until I heard it again...
From the room beside the one the people rushed into.
Oh thank God.
I rushed into Room 504.
I stopped when I finally saw Bethany and I could practically feel my heart breaking.
She looked so sad.
Her eyes were puffy and her nose was pink.
Her hair was covered by a hair net but she was still beautiful to me.
She was laying on her side crying quietly.
"August?" She looked at me with tears in her eyes. "I didn't think you'd come."
"Of course I'm here. Oh my God. Baybeh what happened to you?" I said, walking to her.
She opened her mouth but started sobbing.
I quickly sat beside her on the bed and wrapped her in my arms.
What the hell happened?
I held her until her small body stopped shaking.
"A-aug." She whimpered and looked up at me, heartbroken.
I nodded her for her to continue.
"I'm sorry." She sighed. "If I had just stopped stressing so much, w-we-" She started crying again and I really started to get worried.
"What happened? Is the baby okay?" She looked away. "Bethany," My voice cracked. "Is the baby okay?"
I was praying to God she didn't confirm my fears.
Please God.
"I'm sorry, August." She said. "I-I miscarried."
I didn't move or blink.
Hell, I didn't even think I was breathing.
All I could do was hold her tight as those two dreaded words left her mouth and my tears mix with hers.
I cried for my son.
My son who wouldn't get the chance to grow up and see a happy family.
My son who never got a chance to enter the world.
Who I possibly killed.
Me.
I stressed Bethany out to the point that she miscarried our child.
I didn't know what to do with myself.
What was gonna happen to me?
But most importantly...
Would this be the thing that would take Bethany away from me forever?
••••••••
I walked in and smiled sadly at the young couple asleep on the bed.
Such nice people.
Miscarriages could really damage a relationship.
I just hope theirs survived.
I checked the woman's vitals and slipped away silently.
"Hey Anita." My friend Jasmine said as I took a seat at the nurses station. "It's a miracle isn't it?"
"Hi Jas." I raised an eyebrow. "What are you talking about?"
She nodded toward Room 504.
"That poor woman. Too bad one of her babies died." She shook her head. "It's just life I guess."
I nodded until her words sunk in.
"Wait did you say babies? As in two children?" My eyes widened.
She held up two fingers and spoke slowly.
"Yeah. Two kids. One of them just died." She went back to her phone leaving me in deep thought.
That poor woman...
I wonder if she knew she was still pregnant.
Okay sooo I felt bad I killed the baby soo...You're welcome!
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~•Dana•~