Hey guys, I hope you all liked my last chapter, this cliffhanger is so huge I wouldn't be surprised if you broke your computer! I hope you enjoy laughing before the sad part happens, it's like KILLER sad. I mean, it's sweet, then sad, then the sweetest thing ever, then the saddest thing ever. BTW, I came up with a name of my own for the baby, so I will just post a sneak peak on the next chapter for everyone to see, enjoy!
Maya's POV
"What- What are you doing here?" I stuttered, not really believing what my eyes were screaming at my head. "I- I came too... I came to apologize," he said nervously. Wow, I couldn't believe anything my senses were telling me today. "Apologize?" I asked, confused. "For you know, what I did to you at True North," he said, avoiding all eye contact. "It... it's OK," I said, not exactly sure of my words as I said them. "No, no it's not. I was wrong to try and force you to love me, and I respect that you don't," he was still avoiding any eye contact. I didn't try to force him into it. I nodded and he turned and walked down the steps. "Hey who was that?" I heard Emily's voice from behind. "Actually, it... It was Lindon," I said cautiously. Emily's eye's widened. "Why the hell was he here?" she asked, worried. "He... he apologized, for... you know," I said quietly. Emily didn't say anything but wrapped me into a tight embrace; I gratefully accepted. She ran her fingers through my hair and carried me to the couch, her arms never loosening their grip. I curled into her body and snuggled up to her shoulder. There were no words spoken, there was no need. This moment, right here and now, was perfect.
Emily's POV
I woke up holding Maya in my arms. I kissed her forehead, and smiled as she giggled in her sleep and cuddled closer. I noticed that she was shivering so I covered her with a blanket trying to keep her warm. She fluttered her eyes and groaned at the bright light shining in her eyes through the window. I quickly reached over and shut the blinds, and she closed her eyes and fell back asleep. I couldn't believe Lindon had tried to apologize. I would've socked him in the face if I would've answered the door. Maya of course probably would've too, except the fact that she was carrying a baby. If she wasn't, she'd have done a lot worse to Lindon than I would've. I sunk back down into the couch and curled my arms around Maya's waist tighter, kissing her forehead softly before falling back to sleep.
"Emily!" I heard Maya's faint call. "Maya!" I called back. I couldn't see anything, it was too dark, but Maya's screams were echoing through wherever we were. A light suddenly shone in front of me, and when I could see clearly, I wish I couldn't. Maya was on a bed at the end of a long hallway, gasping for air and covered in blood. I suddenly heard the crying of a newborn, and realized that Maya was dying trying to give birth. I ran, but I couldn't seem, no matter how fast and hard I ran, to reach her. I saw a dark figure step out next to her, with a hammer in their hand. I realized with a horrifying shock that it was Lindon. "NO!" I screamed, but it was too late. He grabbed the baby, lifted the hammer over his head, and before I saw what he was doing I squeezed my eyes shut, almost fainting at the horrible scream that stopped midway from choking- choking on blood.
"Emily!" I heard Maya's voice saying my name, but it wasn't the horrible wailing, it was soft and gentle. I realized that I was being gently shaken. My eyes flashed open and I couldn't help it; I threw my arms around Maya's neck, sobbing quietly. My mind kept saying over and over that it was just a dream, but I couldn't really believe myself. The images were just all too real. "Shh, it's OK," Maya whispered in my ear. She shushed and cooed me until I stopped shaking. She kissed my head softly and I tightened my grip on her neck, if that were possible. She didn't ask me what I was dreaming about, and I was very thankful, for I couldn't have been able to answer without bursting into tears. Maya somehow understood that, and I was beyond relieved. Maya cooed me back to sleep and I soon drifted off to the feeling of being in her arms.
7 months later, Maya's POV
"Emily!" I called. "I'll be there in a second Maya!" I heard her call. She walked in and curled beside me, kissing my cheek softly. "Yes baby?" she whispered, brushing a strand of hair out of my face. "Oh, nothing, I just want to be with you," I said, a childish tone to my voice. She giggled, kissing me softly. I smiled into the kiss, and when she pulled away I felt a sudden kick. I grabbed my stomach in pain and Emily was right beside me again. "I'm OK," I said, trying not to worry her. She'd been extremely careful around me for the past few months. She nodded. "I'll be in the kitchen if you need anything else," she said, kissing me one last time before walking out of my room, our room. We'd decided that if we were married we would need a place of our own, so we settled for a small house that was right down the road from Hanna's house. Emily knew the owner, and he already had another house, so he was more than happy to get the place off his shoulders. We tried over and over to tell him we would pay him full price, but he insisted on us not needing to at all. We were luckier than most; my parents used to complain all the time about bills for their house. He even had his own electric company, and got a discount on that as well. Emily still had to work at the cafe, but she tried to work as little as she could, and every time she went to work she had Hanna come over in case something happened. "Maya! I have to go to the store, will you be alright without Hanna?" I heard Emily call from the kitchen. "Yeah!" I called back. "See you soon, love you!" I heard before she walked in and kissed me softly. "Love you too," I whispered back. As she left I felt my head get a bit dizzy, and walked out to the kitchen to get a glass of water. As I took a sip I felt a sharp pain in my stomach. I figured it was just a kick, but as I felt it again the pain was so horrible I dropped the glass, and as it shattered I was brought to my knees. I knew what was happening, but it couldn't be happening, I wasn't due for another month! I reached for the phone, but as I dialed Hanna's number the pain continued and my vision blurred.
Hanna's POV
I was awoken by the ringing of the phone. I saw it was Emily and Maya's number, and I hurried to answer. "Hello?" I said. There was no answer. That was not a good sign. I hurried to my car and quickly drove down to their house, hoping I wouldn't find what I was afraid I would. I did.
Emily's POV
When I got a call from the house, I was expecting good news. It was the exact opposite. "Emily! You have to get here right now!" I heard Hanna's voice, but it was a call from my house, and she didn't sound excited, she sounded terrified. "Why? What's wrong!" I asked frantically. "Maya is hurt! She called but there was no answer and I rushed over here and she was on the floor covered in blood and I think she is going into labor and there was glass and water everywhere and Spencer and Aria are here, oh Emily just get here, hurry!" I barely had time to comprehend what she was saying, but when I did, I rushed out of the store to my car and drove probably 20 miles over the speed limit to get to my house. When I got there I ran inside to the sound of screaming. I ran to the bed room to find the girls there, Spencer helping Maya, the other two terrified. I ran over and hugged Maya tightly as she sobbed into my shoulder. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry, I should've been here," I said, feeling more than guilty. She shook her head. "It's not your fault," she whispered. Her voice was raspy and rough. I looked up at Spencer. "Is she OK?" I asked. "She's better than she was, there's no time to get her to a hospital though," Spencer said. I nodded. The hospital was 20 miles away and she was already half in labor. She was panting and I could see tears streaming down her face. I was starting to get dizzy from all the blood, and I sunk to my knees, ready to pass out. "Emily! Come on, lets get you out of here," Hanna said. I shook my head. "I can't... I- I can't llleaave her," I stuttered. "It's OK Emily, I'll be alright, go!" I heard Maya's voice. I nodded and struggled to my feet, walking slowly out, hearing Maya's screams the entire way.
Half an hour later
The screaming eventually stopped, but I was still worried. I wasn't sure if I liked the screaming or silence more, but I was more than relieved when Spencer walked out. "Emily? Would you like to meet your daughter?" she asked. I nodded, not able to speak. I followed her inside where, although she was still covered in blood, Maya was smiling and holding the baby, our baby. I let out a breath of relief and walked over to her, hugging her tightly. "We still don't have a name," I pointed out. "What do you think we should name her?" she asked. "I think you should choose," I said. "How about Allison?" she asked. Her question startled me. "Why-" I started to say but she cut me off. "I know how much she meant to you, and I thought you might want something to keep her close to you," she said. I nodded and hugged Maya tightly, surprised that she would offer that. "Thank you," I whispered. She nodded weakly, and I knew she was tired and sore from the sudden birth. "Word of advice, unless you want this to really end up like Twilight, if Paige asks to babysit, SAY NO," Hanna's voice scared the shit out of me as I spun and threw a pillow at her, then started chasing her down the hallway when she didn't leave. I walked back, but was mortified at the sight I saw. Maya was in a limp position, her eyes closed and her breathing stopped almost completely. "Maya!" I screamed. I rushed to her side, and cradled her in my arms. Her eyes forced themselves open and she let out a shaky breath. "I love you Emily," she whispered. "Maya," I cried as she let out her last breath, closed her eyes, and fell limp in my arms.