Courtney
I felt my whole body go rigid. I had, had a miscarriage? With Duncan's baby? Tears poured down my face even faster than before. I'd lost my baby. The pain in my heart at that moment was more overwhelming than the one in my throbbing ankle.
"Courtney, Princess, it's gonna be okay." I shook my head at Duncan. "Yes, it will be." Even through my blurred vision, I could see he was slightly crying, too. I knew he was upset about losing the baby, but he didn't want to show it. He wanted to be able to protective of me. "I love you."
"I love you, too." I sobbed, nuzzling my head into his bare chest. Duncan had gotten shot in the shoulder because of me. He was in serious pain from that and it was my fault. It seemed that wherever I went, I caused more and more trouble each time.
"Court, I'm sorry." He apologized into my hair. "Everything is my fault."
"No!" I pushed myself away from him and wiped my eyes with the back of my hand. "This isn't your fault, it's his!" I couldn't even speak his name, it felt too dirty to me. "Duncan, please don't blame yourself...Please." I held my hand up, it was my turn to wipe away his tears. He smiled a bit at me, leaning in and kissing my forehead.
"Okay..." He whispered into my ear. I kissed his cheek and yawned loudly. "Get some sleep, Princess." I smiled tiredly and laid back down on the bed. I really was hurting all over, but I really didn't care. My thoughts were on the baby I had lost. I had so many questions running around my mind. Was it a boy or a girl? What would it's name have been? Would my parents approve of the baby? Would the baby look like me or Duncan? It was with the thinking of those questions, I drifted off to sleep.
I dreamt about the baby, too. She was a perfect little girl named Emily-May Evans. She had Duncan's pale skin and gorgeous blue eyes, but my mocha hair and cute little freckles. To me she looked perfect, but she wasn't real. She was make-believe baby. The baby I really wished I'd had.
In the dream, Duncan and I loved our daughter to pieces. She was the perfect little girl in our eyes. She had Duncan's out-going personality, with hints of my 'never-let-anything-stand-in-your-way' attitude. Perfect. As I watched her grow older in the dream, she became more and more beautiful. It was like my heart wanted that to happen, and I really did want that to happen. As soon as Duncan told me the news of the miscarriage, my heart fell through the floor. I know I'm only sixteen, but I still didn't want to loose the baby. I loved my baby.
When I woke up, it was around midnight. All the strange hospital noises kept me from going back to the world of dream. So, I laid in bed. Alone. But, when I turned to my side, I noticed Duncan spread out on a few chairs he had pushed together. I smiled to myself. He really did care about me. And I loved him so much because of that.
A/N: So, another short chapter...Haven't had one of those in a while...LOL!
I hope you liked it...even if it is saddening. Poor Courtney and Duncan...They have had such a hard time...
Next chapter is the final one...I don't know if I want to write an epilogue or not...depends if I can write down what I'm imagining right now...I might :)
Thank you to everyone who I have had on the edge of their seats for the past few chapters, believe it or not, that means a lot ot me :)
Thanks for reading, please review :)
Love, ChloeRhiannonX