Chapter 2 soaked to the bone

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Will

"She'll live, Heather," The doctor said. She made out under her crying in my arms. Heather still won't stop. "There's a chance."

I just lightly kiss her forehead. I softly rub her back, "Let's go back to your room."

"Will," the doctor said. I left Heather alone to walk back. "You might need to help her out a lot."

"Well, why's that?" I finally spoke up, "The girl seems like she's gonna do ok."

The doctor nodded no. Oh god, isn't Crystal been through a lot? "When she gets older," He sighs. "She might develop mental issues, Will."

My body was frozen. This is my entire fault, I finally had to think. I left the beer in front of her. She's a drinker. I shouldn't have. Now, I ruined a baby girl's life; MY baby girl's life. God dammit, why am I such the idiot? I almost broke into tears. "Mr. Winter, maybe you should go home for the night."

"Call me please if she needs me," I said, trying not to stare into the poor, innocent soul of a girl. It cries for life. I could be a possible murder of a soul. A soul who I never saw be exposed to real life. A soul who already meeting their creator….

I sat in my car, thinking. What if the baby dies? I drove home to my house. I grabbed the mail and saw some cards for Heather. The birth of our baby girl…what baby girl? The one that's dying in a nurse's arm? I found a letter from Johnny.

Dear Will,

Well, I met St Jimmy.

Whatsername is sexy.

Man, Will, I miss you.

Congrats on the baby girl!

Jesus

I cried at the last line. Just fuck the thought! An influence screams through my head. She's not gonna be normal. She's gonna be sick! It's all my fault!

No one was home. I lay out on my couch and cried. "Fuck my life!" I yelled to no one, "Just let her live!" I cried and started choking. I grabbed my laptop and started typing a letter for Johnny.

Jesus,

God dammit, kill me. With me, the idiot, I left beer around the house. Heather drank it. Now, our baby girl, Crystal, could have problems. Johnny, what the hell did I do to deserve this?

Will

I closed my laptop, saving it in my files. I put it to the side. I fell asleep until I heard my phone ringing.

With every breath that

I'm worth here on Earth

I'm sending all my love to you

So if you dare to second

Guess you can rest assured

That all my loves all for you

I picked up my cell phone from my jean pocket, "Hello."

"Mr. Winter," the nurse said. "Heather won't sleep. She's crying too much. She's having nightmares."

"DON'T LET HER DIE!" is the last thing you hear from heather; I'm running now.

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Chapter name: Soaked- Adam Lambert

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