A/N: Hi all!
I'm finally back with chapter 3, unfortunately I know I lost a lot of readers/reviews because of my very long absence…but I'm really sorry! Thank you so much to everyone that has read and reviewed this story:
Surroundedkid: Here's your update, thanks for reading!
Tookie Tookie Bird: Thank you for your review; here's chapter 3 finally!
itgot2bme: No one killed Lizzie; but thank you for reading and reviewing I hope you'll be back!
Abuhin: Thank you for reading; you'll find out about Liz in this chapter.
Ok, here's the chapter I hope you'll like it! Please feel free to leave any kind of thoughts, suggestions, or ideas in a review or email me!
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Chapter 3:
ST. Mary's hospital in L.A. California
"I don't know, I just found her on the floor and she was bleeding…"
Elizabeth McGuire's mother frantically explains to the head doctor in the ER;
"We'll do all we can," the doctor replies as she orders a gurney where Lizzie lays to be wheeled to the examining room. On the bed, the young teen's eyes slowly open as she becomes aware of her surroundings.
'Shit, I'm in a hospital.'
Lizzie thinks as a woman beside her talks soothingly to her.
"It's going to be alright," the nurse says as the gurney stops in the room and the doctor begins to examine Lizzie.
"Elizabeth," the doctor Lareina Gonzalez says, "Have you recently had a baby?"
"N-no," Lizzie stutters, "why would you think that?"
"You can't deny it Lizzie; you're still bleeding although the blood flow has greatly lessened. I need to stitch you up in that area…"
"No, no! I can't, you can't, please please don't tell my parents…"
"I have no choice, I must."
"Please no," the teen pleads, tears streaming down her face.
"We'll numb the area…"
"No!"
Using what strength she had; Elizabeth jolted herself upwards on the bed, flelling her limbs while trying to get off the gurney. Nurses on both sides restrain the young teen as she continues screaming.
"P-please," Lizzie pants as she swallows hard, "Please don't tell my…"
"Elizabeth, you are under age, it is up to your parents to consent for things that may have to happen in order for you to get better," Lareina says as she pushes back a few strands of Lizzie's hair from her face.
"Please," Lizzie weakly whispers.
"Doctor, she's still losing blood," a nurse remarks as Lareina watches Elizabeth's face.
"Please don't…"
Everything in the young teen's world goes black as her body falls back onto the hard bed.
"I need to speak with her parents; we're looking at a possible blood transfusion," Dr. Gonzalez says as she begins to leave the room.
"Keep her stable," she says as she closes the door and makes her way to the waiting area.
"Mr. and Mrs. McGuire?"
Jo jumps up from the plastic seat she had been sitting in and faces Lareina, "What is it, what's wrong with my daughter?"
"I need to speak with you both, please follow me."
With out another word, Lizzie's parents follow the young doctor in to a dim lighted room with a round table in the center with four chairs surrounding it.
"Take a seat," Lareina says as she shuts the door and faces the couple.
"Your daughter has lost a lot of blood, and she keeps losing blood," the doctor continues as she leans against the door frame, "She may need a blood transfusion."
"Why, what happened to her?"
"Mrs. McGuire your daughter was pregnant," Lareina holds up a hand at the on slot of questions that she knew were going to come as she continues, "She has already given birth to the baby, probably four to eight hours before you discovered her in her room. She has lost a lot of blood because she had no medical care during the delivery, thus no stitching or proper attention to all the medical needs that a mother needs."
"She couldn't have been," Jo says, "Not my Lizzie, she would've told me if she were pregnant."
"I'm sorry," the doctor lowers her gaze, "But your daughter was pregnant, and we need your consent to do some procedures."
Sam numbly nods his head as Jo sits in the chair beside her husband, silent tears running down her face.
"Could she die?"
Sam's voice comes out choked as he looks at the doctor, his shocked stunned look matching his wife's.
"If she loses too much blood, she will," she replies as Sam stands up in order to meet the doctor eye to eye.
"Can we see her?"
"Not yet," Lareina responds as she looks at Jo, "Do you have the same blood type as your daughter? Because if you do, we may need to use some of your blood to give to Elizabeth."
"Yes," Jo replies as she to stands and they all leave the conference room. Outside, Jo and Sam return to Matt as Lareina goes back to the room that Lizzie's laying in.
"She's stable," a nurse remarks as the doctor opens the door.
"Elaine, go give her parents the consent forms, we need to stitch her now."
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"No Ethan, I haven't heard from her since yesterday," Miranda says in to her phone some hours later.
"Yeah I'll tell her whenever I see her," she replies as she clicks off her cell phone and puts it in her pocket, just as it rings again.
"Hello? She's where, oh my god…"
For the second time that day Mirranda clicks off her cell phone as she calls downstairs for her mom to take her to the hospital where Lizzie is being treated.
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"Miranda please if you know anything please please tell me," Jo pleads with the young teen as her and Gordo sit in the waiting room.
"Miranda please, where is the baby, who is the father, when did this happen?"
Jo's questions come out rushed as she looks at the young girl, as tears stream down her face.
"I didn't know, I knew her and Ethan had done it, but I didn't know she was pregnant; I swear I didn't know. I just thought she was gaining weight!"
"We thought that as well," Sam supplies to the conversation as heads turn and a door opens to reveal Lareina Gonzalez.
"How is she, how is my daughter?"
Jo inquires as Lareina clears her throat and straightens her outfit;
"She's stable, I don't think she will need a blood transfusion, but we have it ready in case things take a drastic turn," she replies as she places her hand on the door handle while looking back at the gathered family and friends.
"What do you mean if things turn drastic," Sam asks.
"She may have internal bleeding that we can't see yet; however I've done screenings and tests and all look positive so far," she answers as her eyes search around the gathered people, waiting for anymore questions. When none came, she nodded her head and went back through the door.
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