"Isabella,"
I heard a nasally voice call my name.
I was in a weelchair, courteous of the hosptal. I wheeled myself through the door.
She clearly saw my tear stained face.
Gone.
"are you in pain?"
She said with a bored expression and no worry evident in her tone.
I just shook my head.
I don't think I could have done anything more without bursting into sobs.
I quietly went back into a room with a large bed.
I couldn't bring myself to leave the chair.
That's when I smelt the blood.
The whole place.
Ugh.
Hospitals freak. me. Out.
When the nurse left I let my sobs and tears rein free.
"Ed-Edward..."
I hiccuped.
As I looked around trying as hard as possible to ignore the scent of blood and medicine, I noticed pictures on the wall.
About washing your hands.
Edward used to wash his hands.
Sob.
What the fuck?
I'm like some little teenage girl now.
Edward brought that out in me.
The room was relatively small and stuffy.
Certain lyrics from a song ran through my head...
"It's one hundred and nine degrees in this crowded room..
no room to breathe.
With walls as cold as a gallery...
This is no place for me."
I tried not to think of that song anymore.
The doctor came in the room shortly after I ended up falling asleep.
He asked me questions about my pain.
"Ma'am where is the pain?"
"my lower abdomen..."
He just nodded his head and jotted down his doctor notes.
"okay ma'am, i'm going to get an XRAY done of you alright?"
I nodded.
It was a dark room, white with a purplish tint from the machines.
A big white machine in the middle.
After I got a ton of XRAYs done I got back in my wheelchair and left the room, lead out by a male nurse.
I waited half an hour.
Then the nasally nurse came in the room.
"KK so, were gonna be like, keeping you overnight. The doctor is gonna come in and talk witchu laterrrrr."
She said, and before I could respond she turned her heel, flipped her hair and left.
Overnight.
Fuck.
An hour later I got into bed with a hospital gown on.
I sniffed it.
It smelled like medicine.
Blehh...
"The smell lingers in my clothes...
It's a bad night to be alone..
But that's just the way it goes.
And I Think of You,
Whenever life gets me down
Think Of You,
whenever your not around."
Another stray tear left my face.
Thats the first night I cried myself to sleep because of Edward.
In the morning after I woke a nurse was putting fluid into an IV I had in my arm.
And I was like
What the fuck?
When did I get an IV?
Whatever.
"Morning darling."
a sweet voice said.
"The doctor will be right in."
a woman with curly red hair said.
Then she left.
Thats the third time I had been left without choice within 24 hours.
Edward.
More tears.
A doctor walked in five minutes later looking oddly nervous.
"Hello Ms. Swan. I'm doctor Laurant Denali."
He said holding his hand out.
I hesitantly shook it.
"Well... there needn't be a reason to beat around the bush..."
He murmered.
"Ms. Swan we found the reason your lower abdomen is in pain. And the reason it was bleading uncontrolably."
He said not meeting my eyes.
The same red headed nurse came in suddenly.
"Have you informed Ms. Swan doctor?"
she asked.
um.
rude.
"I was thank you, Victoria. You may leave."
he said giving her a stern look.
um.
what?
Inform.
me.
what?
I didnt realize I had spoken outloud until he answered.
"Ms. Swan you had a miscarriage."
A/N: and then everyone was like... "THAT BITCH LEFT US ON A CLIFFY! AGAIN!"
sowwy. I'm super tired ;( ok so I want some reviews. So...
REVIEWS? :D I would love you so.
I like how I refrained from cussing in this chapter.
Its like a PG-13 now.
She said Fuck once.
And didnt even say it.
She thought it.
ALSO this chapter is a songfic to the song Think Of You by A Fine Frenzy.
Love Pree!
