Beep. Beep. Beep.
I look down at myself lying in the small hospital bed. I was small, fragile, and lifeless. My skin color was paler than a ghost.
The iv in my arm held the liquid that soon enough would be rushing through my veins. I felt around my face then ran my hands over an oxygen tube running under my nose.
I looked around the almost too familiar room and realized I was all alone.
I didn't see Michele, Austin, or even Dave for that matter.
I squinted my eyes towards the direction of the clock on the wall and saw that it was 9 o'clock at night.
When my breathing sped up, and my heart rate fastened, it was only then when I realized I was terrified. I have no idea what's going on and what's even going to happen.
With all this sudden commotion, a nurse rushes in and tries to calm me down.
"You're okay. You're okay, Delilah!" She soothes.
I start to calm down enough for her to let go of the strong grip she had on my arms.
She pulls up a chair and sits down next to my bed.
She runs her hands through her jet black hair before tying it back and proceeding.
"Do you have any idea what happened?" She asked.
"Blood. There was lots of blood." I whispered.
"Yes. Do you know why there was blood?"
My breathing stopped as I pictured the worst possible scenarios.
"Delilah, did you know you were pregnant?"
My heart skipped a beat. Did I hear her correctly?
"P-Pregnant? You've got to be kidding me."
"I wish I was sweetie. The cause of all the blood was a serious suffering of a miscarriage."
I twitched at the word 'Miscarriage'.
"You're not serious. I couldn't have been pregnant! I wasn't even showing!" I snap.
"Actually, I don't see why you weren't. You were almost 2 and a half months along."
"How did it happen?" I whisper.
"You were going through too much stress to carry a baby."
Top much stress? Does that mean me worrying about Austin killed our baby?!
The nurse apologizes quietly then walks out of the room without another word.
I feel like my life has completely hit rock bottom.
How does this even happen? I took a test, it was negative!
If only I could've taken it before, I would've know. I could've stopped it!
That baby could of had a future. I killed it. How could I have let that happen?!
I sob into my hands and seem to only think about one thing.
I need my family back.
The constant stream of tears still flowed silently down my face as Michele walked through the door.
"You're awake."
She walks over to me and hugs me as if it was the last hug she would ever give me. Little did I know, that was correct.
"Delilah. I'm so sorry you have to go through this."
She whispers.
"Where's Austin?" I ask.
Maybe he could give me somewhat of a mood booster.
"He's... Out."
"Out?" I question.
"Let's just say he's not handling this situation well."
"But where is he? Can I see him?"
"Delilah I don't think that's a good idea I..."
"But why not?!" I interrupt frantically.
"Well for starters, you had sex with him then you got pregnant and now that baby is dead. How do you think he feels?!"
Her words slashed through me like a sharp blade.
It seems as if she's blaming me for all of this.
"I'm going home." She speaks.
Before I could reply, she walked out of the hospital room.
Is she mad at me?
What did I do?
I look around the empty room for my phone.
When I land my eyes on it, I reach as much as I can until it's in my grasp.
From there, I dial the number I will always know by heart.
"H-Hello?" Austin's raspy voice answers.
"Austin, babe? Where are you?"
I hear him groan.
"N-Nowhere."
Then he hangs up.
What just happened?!
He didn't sound like his usual self.
I sink down into the bed even further, throwing the blanket and pillows over my head.
I need to Leave.
Austin lost every single memory of me. He doesn't like me. Hell, he doesn't even love me.
He only had sex with me because he felt bad.
He was terrified when he saw me. He practically has no idea who the hell I am and that doesn't help the way I will always feel about him.
I'm in love with austin but he doesn't feel the same. He doesn't remember me.
I need to get out of here. I need to leave miami.
Austin's life was so much better without me in it. When I'm here, all I seem to do is cause him stress.
Here lately, Michele has been ignoring me. I don't blame her. I've ruined her sons life in the blink of an eye.
It would be a plus for everyone if I just left.
But where?
Then it clicked.
My patents had left everything they own, to me.
Their house, their money, their cars.
I can just fly back to Texas and live there.
You know what? That's exactly what I'm going to do.
❤Austin's Point of view❤
The news about Delilah hit me pretty hard.
I had no idea this type of thing would have happened.
In a way, I just met her and now this is happening? It's a total nightmare.
My mom told me to go home after we found out what had happened.
She didn't want me anywhere near Delilah.
I didn't quite understand why but I agreed.
I was told to go home but I didn't want to.
Where's home anymore? Obviously not miami.
I drove around the city until I was well out of the busy streets. I found myself driving down a lonely road until I stopped at a park.
It was around 10 at night so no one was really here.
This can be my place to think.
I shut the door of the rental car, not even bothering to lock it as I made my way to the swing set.
I sat on it and began swinging back and forth slowly.
I threw my head in my hands and sighed deeply.
"Why is this happening to me?!" I yell.
"Are you okay?" Asks a strangely familiar voice.
I turn my head only to see Taylor.
"Tay?" I ask with pure shock.
"Hey Austin." She walks closer to me.
I stand up and wrap my arms around her, hugging her tightly.
"How have you been?" I ask.
I smile at her then notice something round against my stomach.
I look down and notice Taylor's belly. It's huge.
"Oh my god! Are you pregnant?!"
"Yes, austin. Obviously." She laughs.
"Woah! It's been forever since we've seen each other." I say, scratching my head.
"It actually hasn't been that long." She replies.
I grab her hand and sit her down on the swing beside me.
"What do you mean?"
"You really have lost your memory, huh?" She says and laughs.
"What do you mean?"
Taylor stands up and grabs my hands leading me over to a near by bench and sitting me down.
"How could you have forgotten that night?" She rubs her pregnant belly.
"That night?"
"The night we made love under the stars. You told me you loved me."
"Wait a second... That's my kid?" I ask.
She just laughs.
"Of course it is austin. Don't you remember? We had sex then when we found out I was pregnant, you were so happy! You broke up with that whore and..."
"That whore? Do you mean Delilah?"
"Yes duh!"
Woah woah woah!
"Wait, so that baby in your stomach is mine? And were together?"
"Exactly." She says.
She then sits in my lap and begins to kiss my neck lightly.
This is so weird...
My phone started ringing while Taylor's lips were leaving marks on my neck.
I look to see who it was then notice Delilah's name spread across the top.
I slide my finger over the screen and answer the call.
"H-Hello?" I ask.
Taylor was now slowly unbuttoning my shirt.
"Austin, babe? Where are you?" Asks Delilah on the other end of the phone.
Taylor runs her hands up and down my body until they're resting on my newly excited lower half.
I groan out loud before replying.
"N-Nowhere!" I stutter then hang up.
It was then when Taylor had gotten off of me and walked back to her car.
"You coming with me, Mahone?" She smirks.
I gulp and follow her.
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