Chapter 19- "When tragedy unfolds"

Miley's POV

I fell into the sand and looked up into the faces of Amber and Ashley. Lilly came over and separated them, stepping through and offering me her hand, which I graciously accepted. Standing up, I said, "Yeah, I'm a mom-to-be. So what? We all know that you're both having sex with the same guy. Mine was a one-time deal that's going to give me a wonderful gift. Who cares if it's a little early in life?"

"We do." They chimed, doing their annoying hand-thing.

Suddenly, they each grabbed one of my arms and before I, or Lilly, knew what was happening, they had kicked my stomach and through me stomach-first into a tree.

"Miley!" Lilly exclaimed running to my rescue. Before she got to me, they jumped on her back, sending her tumbling to the ground and ran over to me, giving me one last punch-to-the-gut each before giggling and maniacally running away. Lilly was able to get up and came wobbling over to me with blood leaking out of her nose. She tried to pick me up, but we were both too weak.

A shadow emerged behind Lilly and I screamed, causing her to whip around, ready to pounce, before we realized it was Jackson.

"What in the world happened to you two??"

"Amber and Ashley." Lilly answered.

"I think we better take you to the hospital," Jackson stated when I let out an animal-like sound from the pain in my stomach.

He lifted me up from the puddle I was sitting in and carried me to the car while Lilly carried our things. She hopped in the front seat and Jackson laid me across the back and we took off. He tried to wipe her bleeding nose for her, but it was too hard because he was driving, so he just handed her the tissue. Even in my condition, as I was moaning in pain, I found it remarkably sweet of him to care about her like that.

We pulled into the emergency parking lot of the hospital and Jackson raced to open my door and carry me out of the car. It's especially easy because he has a convertible. Lilly hurried after us as Jackson raced me into the building. He ran up to the receptionist and quickly yelled out my name and age as he told her that I'm pregnant, and Lilly explained what had just happened. She got a doctor immediately because of my pregnancy and I was rushed into a room.

Lilly and Jackson came in with me, and as they started tests on me, another doctor entered to check Lilly out. He quickly deduced that she was fine- merely suffering a bloody nose and a few bruises. He let her sit on the hospital bed next to mine and hold her head back to stop the bleeding, while Jackson kindly held on ice packs to where she was bruised. They smiled at each other, and I couldn't help but smile through my pain as I watched them.

"Miley." The doctor called, and all three of us immediately turned our attention to him. "I'm afraid that you have experienced severe trauma and there is quite a possibility that your baby might not make it. However, we can hear a heartbeat, so there is a chance for survival. You are in the early stages of labor. You must not have even realized it when your water broke." I thought back to the puddle I was sitting in by the tree and realized that the puddle must have been from me. "You are going to have this baby through a c-section delivery to ensure the most safety to the birth. I'll come back in about twenty minutes to check on you. You may want to call the father so he can be here with you." I nodded, through tears, and he left.

I turned to Lilly and Jackson who looked very upset for me. "I'm so sorry, Miley. Do you want me to call Oliver for you?" Lilly asked.

"Oliver? Why would you call Oliver? He said to call the baby's father. That's Logan." Jackson questioned.

Lilly's eyes widened and she mouth 'sorry' to me. I sighed and mouthed back 'tell him' while I got out my cell phone and called the Truscott residence to tell Mrs. Truscott and Logan what happened and to come down. Then, I phoned Oliver and told him the same story. Afterwards, I called Aunt Dolly and Mamaw and they promised to take the next flight out, though I knew they wouldn't be here before I gave birth- if you can even call it that since it's a c-section delivery.

I could hear Lilly explaining, "When Miley went to get her paternity test, she really found out that the father was Oliver, not Logan, and we've been lying because she likes how he supports her. I told her Oliver would do the same, but she doesn't want to make him ruin his life. Really, she just doesn't know how to tell them. I know it's unfair, and I've been telling her to come clean, but she refuses. I'm sorry we lied to you."

"Wait, so you're telling me that the baby is Oliver's?" She nodded. "YES!!" He exclaimed and started jumping around doing a guy-version of a happy dance that really wasn't very guy-ish.

"So, I'm guessing you don't mind?" She smiled.

"Mind? Of course I don't mind! Who cares that you lied? The baby is OLIVER'S!! I couldn't be happier! I'm so glad to find out that my baby sister didn't sleep with a college guy and the guy she did sleep with is good old Oliver!"

Lilly laughed. "I know how you feel, Jackson. I was just as happy." She got up and hugged him.

Suddenly, another pain shot through my stomach and I realized it was a contraction, just like the pains I was feeling in the car and by the tree. I let out a yell and they came running over, each taking one of my hands.

"What is it, Miles?" Jackson asked.

"A contraction! I'm having a baby, here!" I yelled at him. And then smiled lightly, showing him that I'm not really mad, just in pain.

The doctor came in and informed me that I had a visitor and I told him to send him in.

AN: Sorry for shortness, but it's frequent shortness so hopefully it's okay. :D Today's my mommy's birthday. hehe. Review, please!!