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5 Months Pregnant

2D P.O.V

It seems like my headaches were getting worse and worse. Sometimes it got to the point of wanting to smash my head into the wall until I pass out, but of course I never did that. I was eating lunch with the rest of the band when I sharp pain kicked me in the back of the head. Noodle, Russell, and Muds were used to seeing me clutch my head in agony. I did just that and clamped my eyes closed. I rested my head on the table in attempts to block out the bright lights. It doesn't work, I moan out for Murdoc. The sound sends trembles up my skull. Murdoc knows what to do, he reaches into my pocket and pulls out the small bottle of blue and white pills. He untwist the cap and pours two of them out into his hand. I lift my head and open my mouth. He scoffs and dumps the pills into my mouth. I swallow them with no liquid. Dr. Benzer told me that I could continue taking my pills as needed, I just couldn't over do it. I plant my head back on the table and sigh, no longer hungry. Murdoc ran a hand thru my tangled azure locks.

"Are you okay 2D?" Noodles soft voice asks. I nod my head yes. I can feel the pills working already. I lift my head and let my eyes adjust to the light. Everybody is staring at me.

"What?"

"2D, that's the fourth time you got a migraine this week… and it's Tuesday." Russell spoke up.

"Yeah maybe I should take you to the doctor love." Murdoc piped in.

"It can't be good for you or the baby." Noodle contributed.

"Guys, I'm fine really." I reassure them. They don't look completely convinced, but whet back to their food anyway. The magic pills have almost completely taken away the pain. We all sat in silence, I watched while everyone continued their meal.

"Aren't you hungry 2D?"

"No, I think I lost my appetite when I got my headache." I was growing tired of all the questions. I was fine god damnit! I tried not to show my annoyance. I stand from my wooded chair and start to waddle away.

"I'll be in my room." I call back to my family. Nobody replies, but I can feel their eyes burning into my back. Fuck them, I'm perfectly fine. I make it to my room and slam the door closed. The loud banging sends an eruption of pain back to my head. I groan at my discomfort. I groan even louder when I remember that Murdoc has my last bottle of pills. I don't want to look at any of them right now, but my head is pounding. I'll have to get some more on my own. I move out of my room and sneak up to Murdoc's Winnie he has the keys to the Jeep in there somewhere. I pull on the handle and relief floods thru me when I discover that it's unlocked. His dirty mobile home welcomes me in. I rummage thru his dirty clothes for what seems like hours. My head is about to explode. I was about to give up and just ask Murdoc for my pills. I rest my hand on the built in dinner table that stretched from the wall. I quickly pull back in pain, I looked at my hand and red liquid rushed out of it. What the fuck? I look at the table to see what attacked my innocent hand. I could have smacked myself when I saw that it was the keys to the Jeep. I quickly snatch them up and get the hell out of there.

The Jeep's camouflage exterior greets me. I open the driver side door and climb in. the roar of the engine sent ripples of pain thru my skull. I moan and pull out of the driveway. I keep the radio off, I can't take the extra noise. The road does nothing to sooth my pain, speed bumps made the drive feel like a rollercoaster ride. I was stupid if I thought I could with a migraine. I shouldn't have done this, it was a dumb idea. Maybe I should turn around? I start to slow down with the intention of turning around. I didn't have time to see the Ram 1500 speeding down the wrong side of the road until it was to late. The large back truck made contact with the front of the Jeep. The first thing I could think to do was cover my stomach with my arms. The world ran in slow motion. All that could be heard was the horrifying sound of metal on metal. The airbag exploded from the steering wheel. I felt the impact not only on my face, but on my stomach. My right leg was crushed as the Ram's tires began to climb on the hood of the Jeep. I heard a blood curdling scream, but had no idea if it came from me or not. It felt like I had been kicked repeatedly in the stomach. The Ram somehow found it's way half on top of the Jeep. My roofless car was now buried under a four-thousand pound truck. The bottom was scraping against the top of my blur hair. My breath was coming out in short pants of hot air. Tears peeked at the corners of my eyes. I felt helpless as gasoline leaked into my hair from the car above me. I was scared to move, but even more scared not to. I shifted my weight around, trying to pull myself out. All it resulted in was pain exploding in my stomach and leg. I cant help but cry out in agony.

"Help! Please anybody!" I scream. The contents leaking from my nose drip into my mouth, I tasted a mixture of blood and snot. My cell phone was on my bed stand in my room. Nobody knew where I was. I was about to lose hope when I heard sirens coming from a place I couldn't see. I let out a sigh of relief. Maybe I was going to be okay… but Lydia. I couldn't even think about it. Losing my little girl before I even got to see her.

"Hello!? Are you awake?" called a male voice.

"Yes! Please hurry!" I called back. I began to hyperventilate, I felt light headed. I tried to keep myself conscious, but I knew I was failing.

"Hurry." I whisper, even though I'm sure he cant hear me. My freighted eyes fluttered shut and the sounds around me began to fade away.

Cliffhanger! Sorry had to do it! :p

Are 2D and Lydia going to be okay?

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