Life After High School. Is It Scary? You Bet.
By Risty Maskell and Silver15
Disclaimer: We own nothing but our own characters, two bottles of beer and a bag of corn chips.
Summary: You've read this far…so keep reading!
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When Billee left, I felt kind of lonely. He and Jaime were the people who knew me best and it seemed like I was losing everyone. I still had Damon and Benny around, but t wasn't quite the same. Just a few weeks ago, I'd had everything. And then everything had just seemed to fall apart. I'd lost Jaime, I'd lost Boromir and in some strange way, I felt like I was losing Billee too. I knew that it was hard for him, he desperately wanted to do what was best for me but he didn't want to take sides. I didn't blame him for that, but it made me wary of confiding in him. That was why I thought that it would be good to get away from them all for a while.
Maybe if I had been stronger I would have tried to do something about it, take some steps to sort my life out, but I couldn't. I was growing weaker by the day and my fight with Jaime had drained the last of my energy. Damon and Benny did their best, they even changed their bar shifts so that one of them could always be with me. They brought me food, but I couldn't eat it. It wasn't that I didn't want to eat, every time I tried the food just came straight back up again. All I could eat was things like soup.
Two days after Jaime and the others had gone I had got up to go to the bathroom when I was suddenly hit by terrible stomach pains. Everything spun round and round as I clutched my stomach. Then I blacked out…
(Billee's POV)
I should have been shocked when Damon called to tell me that Emma was in hospital, but I wasn't. To be honest, I had been expecting something like this for a long time. He did however, have something to tell me that was shocking.
"Do you know she was pregnant?" he asked me quietly. "Did she tell you?"
"No, she didn't" I admitted. "Why, what…?"
"She's lost it," he said quietly. "It was to be expected, she couldn't eat enough to feed one person, let alone two, but there's more" he paused then continued. "She's still unconscious and the doctors have put her on a drip to give her more fluid and they're booking her in for another blood transfusion. But…her body's giving up, Billee. And I'm not sure if she'll…"
"She will pull through," I said firmly. "She's been near death before and survived. Even at her lowest points"
"Yeah but…" Damon sounded rather uncertain. "I think she feels like she doesn't have anything to live for any more. If she is willing to fight, then maybe she will get better. But if she wants to die…" He left his sentence unfinished. We both knew that there was no need to go on. "Do you want to come and see her?" he asked finally. "Just quietly you know, you and Legolas. No one else. Even if she does wake up, the last thing she'll need is a lot of visitors"
"I understand," I told him. "But I want to tell Boromir and Jaime. I won't tell them what hospital she's at, but I think they would want to know that she's in a bad way"
"If you think it's best," Damon said with a sigh. "But don't tell them where she is, will you?"
"I won't" I reassured him. Damon told me what hospital she was at. I thanked him and hung up. I stared at the phone for a moment, wondering for the umpteenth time how it had come to this. Then I picked up the receiver and called Boromir. The phone was answered by his father, who informed me that Boromir had gone to Bag End, no doubt to see Jaime and Frodo. When he had hung up, I went to call Jaime, but then decided against it. The most important thing right then was to tell Elrond and Legolas what had happened. Legolas and me needed to get to the hospital quickly. Once I had seen for myself how bad Emma was, then I would call Jaime.
Elrond and Legolas were both shocked when they heard what had happened. Elrond wanted to come with us, but I asked him to stay with Colan and promised him that I would call him to let him know how things were as soon as I knew myself. Then Legolas and I started out on the ride to the hospital, all the way praying for Emma to pull through.
