Chapter 24

I watched Darcy through the door frantically running back and forth down the halls.

I wanted to know what was wrong with my baby.

"Darcy!" I called as she ran by the door and she stopped.

"Yeah, James?" She answered sounding tired.

"What's happening? Is Stephanie okay? Is the baby okay?"

"She could be better...I read the ultrasounds wrong." Darcy simply said before running out of the room.

"Wait! Darcy! Let me go with you!" I said, reaching for her but she was already gone.

"No, James, it's to dangerous for you to get up." She yelled back.

I huffed.

I could do this. I could get up and prove her wrong.

I sat up in bed, wincing at the pain in my chest.

I slowly swung my legs over the edge of the bed, standing up.

The pain was unreal but I wanted to see Stephanie.

I took a few steps, starting to feel dizzy as I lost my footing.

I laid on the floor, looking up at the bright lights on the ceiling.

I groaned in pain and I could feel a few of the stitches in my skin pop.

I grabbed at my chest, wanting the pain to stop as I felt some blood seeping through the fabric of my shirt.

I heard footsteps near the door and I looked over to see Kendall's feet.

"Have you seen Darcy?" He asked, not caring about how in pain I was.

I groaned, "Kendall, please help me."

"Why should I help you?" He asked, "When you decided to ruin your life you ruined all of our lives."

"Kendall please." I groaned, holding onto my chest.

"No, James, you can suffer like we all did when you left. You ruined all of our chances because you put a bad label on our band." He said with hatred.

I closed my eyes and turned my head still groaning in pain.

"Bye, James." Kendall said before walking away.

"DARCY!" I started to yell, not knowing where she was.

Even yelling was painful.

"DARCY!" I yelled again, beginning to cry because the pain was unbearable.

Darcy came rushing into the room, gasping.

"JAMES! What the hell?!" She said, trying to help me up.

I took my hand from my chest revealing my blood covered shirt as she got me back into bed.

"Shit..." Darcy mumbled when she saw the damage I had done.

"I just wanted to see Stephanie." I said, sadly.

"James you can't be doing this." She said, lifting my shirt up to fix the damage.

"Is my baby okay?" I asked weakly.

Darcy sighed, "If by 'baby' you mean 'babIES' then yes."

I looked up at her, "There's, there's more than one?"

"Twins." She replied, wrapping some gauze around me.

"Is everything okay?"

"Not really. They decided come to the world...4 months early." Darcy said, giving me a look.

"W-what?" I asked, worried.

"They're fine, James." Darcy said, pulling my shirt back down.

"What about Stephanie?" I asked as Darcy stood up and turned away.

"Darcy, What about Stephanie?!" I demanded, grabbing her arm.

"James, James we lost her during childbirth..." Darcy said as I let go of her arm.

"Oh my god." I said, not knowing what else to say, "Can, can I see them?"

Darcy sighed, "Let me go get a wheelchair."