Chapter 21 Something Wrong

Makenna's POV

I was getting upset with him because he wasn't the same. I just wanted to leave. I pushed his hands off of me, got off of his lap, and headed out the door. As I was starting to walk toward my car, I was starting not to feel so well. All I was thinking about was the baby. I can't be in labor yet, I'm only six months. I stopped walking and yelled for Jared. He came running out of his house, came to over to me, picked me up, and carried me to his truck. I couldn't help but cry. I don't want to lose the baby. He looked over at me when we stopped. I knew somewhere in him the old Jared would come out.

"Jared, just hurry up and take me to the hospital," I cried.

"Makenna, hold on - we're almost there," he said, as he was paying attention to the road.

"The pain is getting worse," I cried holding my stomach.

"I am trying to drive as fast as I can without getting a ticket," he mumbled, as he tried to speed up a little.

"I know - but I am so upset and in pain," I cried.

"Makenna, I am very sorry about earlier," he said, as he pulled into the emergency room entrance. He cut off the engine, ran over to the other side, and carried me into the hospital.

The nurses and doctors ran over to put me on the stretcher and wheeled me into a room. The nurses hooked me up to everything. I heard them telling Jared that he had to stay out of here. "We will take care of her." The pain was getting worse by the minute. As they wheeled me in, I heard him say, "I will be here".

"Miss, hold on," one of the doctors said, as he numbed me up.

I felt my heart started to skip beats and the pain worsen. This isn't happening to me.

"Miss!" the nurses yelled.

The last thing I heard was, "The baby is very tiny".

Edward's POV

Meanwhile at Kim's house...

Becky and I were having some alone time. I was about get up to use the bathroom when my cell phone rang. I told Becky to answer it. I had the door open a crack so I could hear what was going on. I just stood there for a moment because I heard Becky gasp. I got a little worried, so I washed my hands and ran to her side - which I shouldn't have. When I got to her, she turned to me with tears in her eyes.

"Edward, it's the hospital - Makenna didn't make it, but they think they saved the baby," she said, holding the phone.

"What? Wait, but how?" I asked, as I grabbed the keys and walked to the door.

"They won't tell me; they want you to go there," she answered, as she hung up the phone.

"Well then, let's go," I replied, as I threw her the keys.

She helped me out and to the car. Tears filled my eyes when she told me that. All I been thinking about was, "what if the baby wasn't mine?". We were on the way to the hospital when I was going through my thoughts, and I decided to tell Jared to keep the baby. We were best friends, but after he fucked Makenna we stopped being friends.

"Edward, it will be okay," she whispered, as she drove to the hospital.

"It's not that - what if the baby really isn't mine?" I mumbled, squeezing her thigh.

"I know it's yours," she reassured me.

I hope she was right - that's all we needed, to start a fight over the baby. The baby was only three months premature. Just thinking about the baby brought more tears to my eyes. I couldn't stop crying.

A few minutes later, we arrived at the hospital. Before she cut the engine off, I had the door open and wobbled out of the car. She turned off the car and walked over to me.

We walked into the hospital and up to the nursery floor. When we got to the floor, there stood Jared and the doctor. Rebecca whispered to me, "Don't lose your temper." I told her I would try not to. Once we were closer to him, he walked over to us. He was upset, and surprisingly, he gave me a hug. We both cried now. I whispered to him, "I am so sorry. Can we be friends again?"

He told me, "We can, but I don't know."

"I understand, but it's for the baby," I told him.

The doctor came over and wanted to talk to me. I excused myself and went with the doctor. I took a deep breath and leaned against the wall in case I fainted.

"Mr. Cullen, I called you first since you are in the Call Contact list," he said, looking at the hallway.

"So what happened? "I asked, as I wiped my eyes.

"Her boyfriend brought her in because of pain, we tried to save her - her heart stopped after we delivered the baby. We still don't know if we saved the baby or not," he answered.

"What? Where is the baby?" I asked, panicking.

"She is in the incubator down the hall," he answered, as he showed me where.

"Can I go see her?" I asked.

"Yes, but she is very small." He walked me in the room.

She looked very nervous, and yes, she looked small. I could feel the tears fill my eyes. I wanted to hold her. The nurse came over and asked me, "What's her name?" I told her, "Isabella Makenna Cullen." The nurse told me, "It fits her perfectly. She looks just like you."

I guess I was the father. She was so cute, I wished I could hold her. I whispered to her, "Daddy's here." She had a lot of machines hooked to her. She looked up at me and smiled.

"Honey, I'm your dad," I whispered.

"I don't know when I can take you home," I went on..

She is mine!