Tim's Baby Girl Chapter 6.
"Chloe stay with me, squeeze my hand if you can hear me. Come on Chloe just hold on we're almost at the hospital." In the ambulance, Chloe laid unresponsive on the stretcher, Tim sat beside her clinging to her hand in what seemed like dying hope. The ambulance's sirens stopped and the brakes grinded to a halt. The back doors were ripped open and the stretcher slid out and began running on it's wheels through the sliding doors. Tim didn't even notice that he was running alongside his daughter until he was stuck in a waiting room having no idea what was going on.
People rushed in that he knew but didn't respond to. When asked if he anything, or wanted something to eat or drink, he vaguely shook his head. The suspense was killing him, slowly and painfully. The only thing he truly loved in life was lying on a hospital bed, being poked and prodded all alone. He jumped from his seat like an unsettled Chihuahua. He paced up and down the waiting room staring and focusing on absolutely nothing. His mind was blank of things to do or say.
On the other side of the room, was a scared young boy. He was afraid of what was going to happen, how he would cope if he lost either of them. He jumped out of his seat, feeling pathetic for being so useless. He walked swiftly down the hall and felt the breeze hit his face. He began kicking and punching, screaming into the air. People were staring but he couldn't care less. Tears fell and he didn't even try to pretend that they weren't there. One person he certainly didn't expect to come out to comfort him was the one who did.
Billy Riggins wrapped his arm around the boy's neck and brought him in for a supportive hug. He dragged the boy over to a vacant bench. "You know, when Emma was here, she was 20 weeks along, I had finally gotten used to the idea of being a Grandpa. It was going really well, we had just fond out the day before that it was a boy. She was home alone for less than 30 minutes and I pulled up outside, walked in the front door. There she was, lying in a pool of blood. The ambulance was there in less than 3 minutes but it was too late. I knew before we even got to the hospital that that baby boy was gone. You don't want that for your kids, for them to feel so much hurt and pain and suffering for it all to end in under half an hour. She woke up and Mindy and I told her what happened, she just broke. Couple of months later, she tried to kill herself. Thank God, she didn't succeed. I don't know what I would have done, we were finally trying to get back together but she just didn't want to be living in her own personal hell. I may not like you a whole lot but I never want anyone to go through that. A part of you is ripped away when you have nothing left to give."
Billy and Noah sat there crying with each other, until Matt, Julie and Mindy came to find them. The look on their faces said that they knew something about Chloe and the baby. "She's awake, Tim asked if he could please tell you what happened before anyone went in to see her. He said there was something that we all needed to know." The group collected their emotions, putting them away and breathed a sigh of relief, that if anything was really wrong they would already know.
Tim sat there still, with a pale withdrawn face. Noah rushed up to him waiting to hear what the problem was. "She's okay or she will be at least. There's something you need to know before you go in and talk to her. So when we went to the first appointment, um, the baby was hiding a twin behind it so we couldn't hear the two heartbeats. Well the reason she started bleeding and passed out is that because of the morning sickness, stress and her weight, one of the babies didn't get enough nutrients and she miscarried it. The other baby is completely fine but we have to approach this situation very carefully especially in how we tell her." Noah's heart crumbled, as did his composure. At that moment all he needed was a hug from his mom which he promptly received.
Tim went in first and everyone presumed that he had told her the news. They all heard a gut-wrenching scream which resounded deeply in the hearts of Billy and Mindy, with memories rushing back that they wish would disappear. After a while, with the sobs becoming softer Tim shoved his head out the door and asked for Noah to come in.
Noah stepped into the room dubiously. What he saw laying there scared him, he had left his girlfriend just a little while earlier. She was alright and looked healthy. Now she was grief-stricken and pale with needles and monitors everywhere. He went and sat on her other side. She laid her head onto his chest, eyes bleeding with tears. Noah lost it at that point too, both sobbing their eyes out. Eventually they exhausted themselves out, leaving them physically, emotionally, spiritually and mentally drained. Questions swirled around in their heads: why did this happen, was it a boy or a girl, were they in pain, was it something I did? Neither would ever ask those questions out loud for fear of hurting the other unintentionally. Tim snuck out of the room silently, when he saw that the image in front of him was a hurt and broken one that he needed to leave. They needed to lean on each other for support because no matter what they were feeling now, there is still a baby on the way who will require both parents to be able to function and work together not rely on others for as much support.
All those in the waiting room headed home, whilst Tim stayed the night and looked up a phone number he hadn't used in a very long time.
So that's that. What happens next? Did we like it? Do we want the mood to change? Let me know xxx