A/N: Back to our scheduled programming. Will Maya make it? Will Jellybean make it? Will everybody get there in time? What's going to happen? Draaaaaaaamaaaaa. Melodraaaaaamaaaaaa. Angst.
This is my first time writing melodrama so I hope that it's decent!
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Disclaimer: I do not own GMW, but Lucaya is bae.
It hurt.
Everything hurt.
Maya groaned weakly, staring blearily through her foggy vision at the paramedics beside her, wheeling her somewhere hurriedly. There were so many faces staring down at her. The lights were too bright in the hallway she was going through. What the hell was going on?
"Maya, you'll be okay, alright?" Missy said tearfully, squeezing her hand to comfort her, "Please stay with us!"
She was seriously having trouble staying awake, and her vision kept momentarily going black. But she refused to let herself sleep. She couldn't. She wouldn't. Not until Jellybean was safe. Maya refused to let her die just because she was a little tired and couldn't get hold of her bearings.
As she was brought to a stop somewhere, Maya felt another shocking pain gripping her abdomen, tightening it and squeezing it so sharply another cry was forcibly ripped from her throat, rendering it raw. Maya gasped for breath, squeezing her eyes shut and clamping down on Missy's hand.
Hands were moving everywhere, prodding her, moving her, moving things, tearing her clothes. She could hear it all around her and feel it all around her though her vision was starting to grow blurry to the point where she was seeing multiples.
"We need to stop the hemorrhaging!"
Tears spilled out of Maya's eyes. Jellybean was in pain. Maya just knew her baby was in so much pain. She could feel it.
This was all Maya's fault. Everything was her fault.
She was pathetic.
A sorry excuse for a mother. A sorry excuse for a friend. A sorry excuse for a daughter. A sorry excuse for a girlfriend.
It was no wonder she was left all the time.
She didn't deserve any good things in life.
"Help Jellybean…" Maya cried as another wave of agonizing pain wracked her entire body.
"Who is Jellybean?"
"Her baby you idiots!" Missy shouted, "Pay attention to the context! Maya, your friends are here. I'm going to go get them okay?"
Missy slipped her hand out of Maya's, and Maya clawed at the air, her hand shaking in fright.
"M-Missy…"
"I'll be back! Don't go anywhere okay! Don't you dare let yourself go anywhere!"
Missy ran out of the room, her hair flying behind her, and Maya nodded as she took a few weak breaths. A lot of feet stomped through the room, approaching her, and Maya tried to focus her vision as Dr. Torres and a team of identically dressed doctors in blue rushed over.
"What happened?" someone asked.
"Placental abruption, no doubt." Dr. Torres said grimly, leaning over Maya and looking at her reassuringly. It was hard to tell though with the mask covering her face. "Maya? I'm checking for dilation okay?"
Maya barely registered the words and when Dr. Torres crouched and checked, Maya screamed. Because it hurt. It hurt so much and Maya could feel her entire body contorting in pain as she prodded her.
"Her water already broke." Dr. Torres stood up. "Six centimeters. This baby is coming no matter what. We need to get a move on."
Maya's head lolled to the side, her body shuddering as she stared blankly past the blue bodies moving around next to her. She was scared. She was terrified and her body wasn't responding properly, and she had no idea what she was supposed to do. She didn't know how to get through this.
Lucas had been right.
She needed her mom.
"Mom…" Maya whimpered, rasping when the pain sent a wave of dizziness over her. "I need you…"
And then Maya watched in the distance as her mother appeared, smiling warmly and rushing over to her bedside. The noise and bustling around her slowed and grew lethargic, pitches deepening and words sounding jumbled.
"M-mom…?" Maya whispered.
"It's okay baby girl…" Katy said soothingly, kissing her forehead and taking her hand. "I'm here for you. Just squeeze my hand and the baby will be out, okay?"
Okay.
Maya giggled and grasped her mother's hand, closing her eyes and waiting.
And then she heard the strangled cries of a newborn baby.
Jellybean. Are you safe? Did you make it?
Maya reached up, giggling happily. "Is she out?"
"Maya, what are you talking about?"
"My mom helped me birth the baby…" Maya giggled, her vision sliding in and out of focus as one of the other blue people helped Dr. Torres pull on a pair of gloves. "Where's my mom? My mom was right next to me… Mom…? Mom, come meet my baby. I want you in her life."
"She's delusional. I think she's hallucinating."
"She hit her head! We need to run a scan to see the extent of the damage. I suspect a haematoma."
"No. Prepare an emergency Caesarean section immediately and general anesthesia. She needs to get this baby out right now. And we need a blood transfusion stat! She's lost too much blood!"
Jellybean's not out?
"That's unwise! She's barely conscious as it is. Taking her under right now could lead to some unforeseen consequences and complications. Possibly death."
"If we don't get this baby out of her and now, there is a good chance that both Maya and the baby will die!"
If I die, it'll be fine. But if Jellybean dies, I'll never forgive myself.
"What is she saying?"
"I can't understand what you're saying, Maya. Speak to me, what's going on?"
Maya's stomach was suddenly tugged with a severe muscle spasm, and she felt bile rise in her throat and spill out of her mouth before she could stop it. She leaned over the side of the bed, watching as the stringy vomit dropped to the floor. She rasped for breath, her vision blackening for a second as her head fell back weakly against the pillow.
She wanted to sleep…
She just wanted to go to sleep. She was so fatigued. She didn't want the pain anymore.
She had to make sure Jellybean was okay, but her body was fighting her. It was forcing her to close her eyes and go to sleep, and Maya was starting to think that would be for the best.
But she had to stay awake for Jellybean.
She had to.
"She's fighting to stay conscious."
"J-Jel… Jelly…" Maya mumbled, her tongue feeling thick and heavy in her mouth. "Jelly… Jelly… Jelly…"
Why couldn't she speak?
Where did her mother go?
"Maya listen to me. We are going to get Jellybean out, okay? You'll be alright."
Something was put in both her arms but Maya didn't flinch. She could barely feel it.
"Dr. Torres! We need to stop the bleeding or she won't make it!"
"Just stop talking, prepare the procedure, and give her that blood transfusion! We'll make it happen! But we need to get Jellybean out first."
Maya barely reacted when another terrible contraction hit her body. She was starting to feel numb.
Jellybean. I know it hurts. You'll be okay. You'll survive. I'll make sure you do… Even if I die.
There was a weak flutter in her abdomen, and Maya whimpered, tears falling from her eyes in happiness that Jellybean responded.
Katy was suddenly standing beside her again, her eyes pooled with tears as she watched her. They were in in a sunny meadow, surrounded by flowers all around them.
"I'll be okay, Mommy…" Just wait for me…
Her tongue felt even slower and thicker and she felt like the words she tried to say didn't come out right.
"Maya, your mother isn't here right now, but we'll help you get through this okay?"
What are you talking about? My mother's right there. She's standing on the dandelion.
But she knew the words didn't come out of her mouth.
"You can't come in here!"
There was a commotion near the door, and Maya slowly turned her eyes towards it where the blue people were blocking someone from coming in.
"NO! LET ME IN! THAT'S MY BEST FRIEND!"
"R…Ril…?" Maya breathed out, her lips tugging up in a weak smile as a mask was slipped on her face.
Riley was screaming, crying, her hair flying everywhere in reckless abandon as she tried to force her way past the men by clawing at them. Farkle was behind her, struggling to hold her back as she grappled with a blue person, trying to get through.
Riley, calm down… Jellybean will be okay…
"Young lady! Stop it! You cannot be in here!"
"I DON'T CARE! LET ME IN!"
Riley looked like she was blending into the background, and Maya would have laughed if she could. Her body wasn't moving again though. But at least there wasn't any pain.
Mom look. My friends still like me. Even though I'm pathetic and terrible.
"MAYA! MAYA DON'T DIE!" Riley screamed, wailing as she reached out towards Maya as she was yanked back, "PLEASE DON'T DIE! I NEED YOU MAYA! DON'T LEAVE ME!"
"Increase the dosage. She's not responding to the anesthesia. I think she's subconsciously fighting to stay awake."
"What if it's too much?"
"Stop questioning your orders and do as I say! This is a matter of life or death and every second counts. Now increase the dosage!"
Maya wanted to wave to her friends, but no matter how much she tried to move her hand, it wouldn't budge. Her vision blurred and grew unfocused.
Her friends still came. Even though she'd done nothing but put them through pain and trouble. She didn't deserve any happiness. She didn't deserve them or their friendship. Riley. Farkle. Missy.
Her eyes met a blurry, concerned sea-foam green, and Maya felt a tear trickle out of her eye.
Lucas… you came… thank you…
The last thing she saw was Lucas' horrified and anguished expression before her vision went completely black.
I'm so sorry guys… I'm sorry… I'm sorry…