I can't hear any of the doctors trying to talk to me. I just stared at the ceiling of the hospital, not blinking.
Just staring.
After awhile the doctors stop trying to get me to talk. Probably just figuring it out that I wasn't going to talk. I too tired, too in pain. I had burn wraps on 50% percent of body. But that's not what I was in pain about, I only remember parts of it. I remember waking up to my 3 month old daughter's cries, and that it was extremely hot in the house. When I went to open the door, I was met with a huge flame I had hurried to my daughters room and that the door was open and almost everything was on fire. I saw my daughter laying in her crib crying. I went to grab her, I pulled her up and held her close to my chest and ran out the door and down the hallway to the bottom floor of my house and ran out the door.
That's all I can remember.
I must of past out after I got outside so I don't remember the ambulance or getting to the hospital or what happened to my daughter Rosie. So far the only thing I've been told is that my family never made it out of the fire. After that I kind of shut down. I was- I was just done. Until I thought of her.
I hurried and pressed the nurse button and a nurse came right in and said, "Hello, sweetie how are you?"
"Um, I was just wondering where my daughter is?"
"She's in the Baby Center darling."
I really don't like how's she talking to me like I'm a little kid.
"Yeah can I see her?"
"I'll go check with her doctor sweetie."
I think I might punch her.
"Thanks." I say with a fake smile.
After she left I was just left with my own. What if she is hurt? What if she dies? What am I going to do without her she's the only family I have left. I didn't her the nurse come in, when I looked at her she was caring a tiny pink blanket.
"Hey, the doctor said you can see her." She came over and pressed my baby in my arms. Finally Rosie is in my arms. She's asleep, but from I can tell she's not harmed.
I look up at the nurse and smile "Thank you for letting me see her."
"You're welcome darling. Her doctor says she's unharmed, just tired."
"I was wondering when we can leave?"
"Not for a couple days. Those burns you have are pretty serious. Would you like me to call someone? Do you have anyone close by that you can stay with when you get out?"
"Yeah I have some friends you can call. His names Uriah Pedrad he's on my emergency contact list." I say although I'm not sure they will come I haven't talked to them in almost a years and a half. But there the closest thing I have to family left.
"Okay sweetie I'll go call them."
Really, I might just slap her.
When she leaves I just look at my daughter. She's still as beautiful as the first day I had her.
(Flashback)
It was a Thursday I was standing in my room just finishing putting away the yellow baby clothes. I was 8 months pregnant and pretty small for 8 months I looked more like 5 months. My mom and dad were down stairs getting breakfast my brother was at the library. I was just going down the stairs when I had a horrible pain in my stomach. It was like a cramp but much,much worse. I almost fell down the stairs if my mom wasn't there.
"Are you okay?" She asked kind of panicked. I was in to much pain to answer so I just shook my head, and bit my lip to hold a grown.
"Andrew! We have to take Beatrice to the hospital!"
I was now on the last step with my head in my hand and my mom running her hand through my hair, telling me it was going to be okay. I heard a pan drop from the kitchen and my dad came running out of the kitchen. He didn't ask any questions, he just picked me up and carried out the door. When we got to the car I was crying and holding my stomach like my life depended on it. I couldn't really hear my parents talking over the pain, but my mom was in the back seat with me, still running her hand through my hair.
When we get to the emergency part of the hospital my dad went in the hospital and came back with a lot of doctors and nurses. They put me on a gurney and rolled me into the hospital. From there I was rolled in to my own room and I was hooked up to a lot of different things. One I could tell was for mine and the baby's heart and another which was controlled by a nurse to see the baby. While she was doing is another nurse said she was putting me on Morphing, after that nurse was done I wasn't in any pain anymore.
While the first nurse was still looking at my baby she looked up at me and said, "We'll nothing's wrong." She moved the stick thing on the lower part of my stomach. "It just seems your going in premature labor."
She said that so calmly it almost sounded normal. While I was over here freaking out.
"Is the baby going to be okay!?" I said franticly.
"Yes she's going to be fine. But you've got a long day ahead of you, you should rest while you can."
I have so many emotions going through me, I happy that my baby's okay and I'm scared because I'm going through labor today.
So I just nod my head and lay downs on my bed, rubbing my tummy back and forth. My parent and my brother Caleb come in. They must of called him.
"How you doing sis?" He asks.
"Just fine, maybe a little tired though." I say.
"We'll you best to get some sleep."
"Come on Caleb, now your talking like a nurse."
He smiled a small smile like he didn't know what to do. So he just smiled.
My mom comes up next to me and says, "Get some sleep honey." I look at my dad who's also smiles a small smile and I return that smile slowly falling sleep.
They were right about one thing is that I needed my sleep. Because I woke up 4 hours with the morphing wearied off and me in pain. I was in pain for 6 hours of labor finally at 9:03 pm my daughter Rose Amelia Prior was born. My mom was there for the whole labor, holding my hand whispering to me that I was almost there. My daughter is beautiful, she has my blond hair and The Monster's green eyes, my nose and my fair skin. She weight 4 pounds and was 17 inches long.
(Flashback ends)
I get put of my thought as I presume my doctor walks in the door.
"Hello Beatrice, how are you?" He asked. I actually liked him he didn't treat me like a kid.
"I'm doing okay doc." I said.
"We'll then I'm going to go over your chart just to make sure everything is in order." I just nodded my head. "Okay, so you name is Beatrice Grace Prior okay, you are 17 years old and you have a 3 month daughter named Rose, you weigh 123 pounds last time we weighed you after your baby was born. Your hight is 5'3 and you have blue-gray eyes and blond hair. Your moms name is Natalie Prior and your dad's name is Andrew Prior and your brothers name is Caleb Prior." I start to tear up a little at the mention of my family, but I quickly hide it.
"Everything seems in order doctor- umm I didn't get your name. What is it?"
" ."
"We'll everything is in order ."
After left I fell asleep silently crying with my baby in my arms safe from the world.
I must have been asleep for a long time, because when I woke up it was nighttime again, and in the chair in my room was Uriah.
