She lay there on the floor helpless. The tears well in her eyes, the
pain is just unbearable. She screams for help. But no one answers her.
She tries again this time with all of the remaining strength, "Someone
help! Help me please!" It echoed through the empty hall. She suddenly
heard a door open; she looked up and saw the face of a middle-aged man. He
had a look of worry in his face.
"What's wrong with you?" he asked helping her on her feet and walking her to the couch "I see you are due any day now. Is it time? Should we get you to the hospital?" She screeched in pain.
"Yes! Take me please but first write a note to Christian and tell him where we went. He'll worry."
"OK Miss but we haven't must time."
They left in a horse drawn carriage that took the right to the hospital once there they took her in to a small room with bright lights and a cushioned table. She lay there motionless waiting for a doctor, a nurse, anyone who could stop the pain. The whole room stood quiet with the sound of Satine's screams. Finally someone came in. "Hello miss I am Janet your mid-wife I'll be helping you with your baby, should be any minute now, just tell me when it feels like you have to push." She said as she brought a blanket and warm water over to the table.
"Now!" screamed Satine "Definitely NOW!"
"O. K. now be calm and push," A shriek is heard "That-a-girl" this continues for all of 2 hours with Satine getting weaker and weaker, finally its over. But when the baby was in Janet's arms she had a look of sadness. "Miss I am sorry. But your baby… He's not breathing. I can't get a pulse. I'm sorry." Satine forgot about all her pain and began to weep.
"My baby is dead. That poor little innocent being never had a chance too see life. He will never be able to hear music to be love, to love! He will never play catch, say his first words. My baby, my beautiful baby." She held the baby to her heart and cried. Just then Christian booms into the room with the biggest smile on his face. Only to see Satine holding a baby crying, tears running down her cheeks. He was unable to tell if they were tears of pain, joy, or sorrow. He ran over to her. She looked up at him and she mumbled out as best she could, "He's dead." Christian collapsed onto the ground he began to weep, he wept for the life that was lost for the life will never be, and for the hardships that were up ahead. They both are absolutely devastated and totally horrified by the happenings of the day.
It finally came time for Satine to come home. Christian rushed through the streets and home to prepare. Satine was very weak and she had not stopped crying ever since the baby died. They are not sure what caused his death, maybe some fluid in his lungs that they could not remove. What ever it was it was too late he was one and there was no bringing him back. The ambulance pulled up in front of the building and they wheeled Satine out of the back. They carried her upstairs and laid her in her bed she didn't speak a word all she did was lie there and cry.
"It will be ok" whispered Christian as he stroked her fore head. He kissed her on the check and they went to sleep.
"What's wrong with you?" he asked helping her on her feet and walking her to the couch "I see you are due any day now. Is it time? Should we get you to the hospital?" She screeched in pain.
"Yes! Take me please but first write a note to Christian and tell him where we went. He'll worry."
"OK Miss but we haven't must time."
They left in a horse drawn carriage that took the right to the hospital once there they took her in to a small room with bright lights and a cushioned table. She lay there motionless waiting for a doctor, a nurse, anyone who could stop the pain. The whole room stood quiet with the sound of Satine's screams. Finally someone came in. "Hello miss I am Janet your mid-wife I'll be helping you with your baby, should be any minute now, just tell me when it feels like you have to push." She said as she brought a blanket and warm water over to the table.
"Now!" screamed Satine "Definitely NOW!"
"O. K. now be calm and push," A shriek is heard "That-a-girl" this continues for all of 2 hours with Satine getting weaker and weaker, finally its over. But when the baby was in Janet's arms she had a look of sadness. "Miss I am sorry. But your baby… He's not breathing. I can't get a pulse. I'm sorry." Satine forgot about all her pain and began to weep.
"My baby is dead. That poor little innocent being never had a chance too see life. He will never be able to hear music to be love, to love! He will never play catch, say his first words. My baby, my beautiful baby." She held the baby to her heart and cried. Just then Christian booms into the room with the biggest smile on his face. Only to see Satine holding a baby crying, tears running down her cheeks. He was unable to tell if they were tears of pain, joy, or sorrow. He ran over to her. She looked up at him and she mumbled out as best she could, "He's dead." Christian collapsed onto the ground he began to weep, he wept for the life that was lost for the life will never be, and for the hardships that were up ahead. They both are absolutely devastated and totally horrified by the happenings of the day.
It finally came time for Satine to come home. Christian rushed through the streets and home to prepare. Satine was very weak and she had not stopped crying ever since the baby died. They are not sure what caused his death, maybe some fluid in his lungs that they could not remove. What ever it was it was too late he was one and there was no bringing him back. The ambulance pulled up in front of the building and they wheeled Satine out of the back. They carried her upstairs and laid her in her bed she didn't speak a word all she did was lie there and cry.
"It will be ok" whispered Christian as he stroked her fore head. He kissed her on the check and they went to sleep.