I sat in the football bleachers holding a water bottle, and bucket of carrot sticks. My doctor had told me to cut down on salt, sugar, and exercise more. I had cut off on salt and sugar, but haven't been exercising lately.

I then saw him. I saw Ling Yao-the father of my baby. I freaked out. I grabbed Elysia by the shoulder, and pointed to Ling. She immediately glanced at the direction of my finger, and gasped. I jumped up quickly, and then I felt it. I felt a pain in my stomach, and groaned, then grabbed my stomach.

"Elysia...I think it's time.." I groaned. Ten minutes later, it happened again. I screamed. The roar of the football fans drowned it out.

"We gotta get you to a hospital!" Elysia shouted. That made the football fans stare. Even the football players stopped their game at the sound of hospital.

"Ella?" I heard a voice. It was Ling. I gasped. Then another contraction.

"Ah!" I screamed. "Get me to a hospital!"

Ling ran up to me, and grabbed my hand. "Ella, your pregnant?" He asked in a sharp voice. I was in too much pain to care, but I answered anyway.

"Yes! It's yours, so get me to a hospital!" I screamed even louder. Elysia got a car to go into the middle of the football field, and had me and Ling get in the back. Fabio drove, and Elysia whispered comforting words to me.

"Is that why you left school?" Ling asked.

"No! I left because my parents got divorced!" I screamed.

"Do they know your pregnant?" He asked quietly.

"What do you think?" I screamed louder than ever before. He stared at me quietly. He just did with Elysia did and soothed me with comforting words. Elysia then called my father telling him to meet us at the hospital. I didn't understand why the baby was coming so early. He was a whole four months early, almost three.

Ling was in the delivery room with me, along with my dad. Elysia didn't come in. Ling held my left hand, My dad held my right. They both kissed my sweaty forehead, and helped me through everything. My baby boy was born at three AM on Friday, April thirtieth. I had died from my baby having complications, and me not getting oxygen during the delivery. It caused me to have lung trauma, and I died.

No one's POV

Roy cried softly as he held his dead teenage daughter in his arms. He didn't want her to die, he still hadn't processed it in his mind yet. She was all he had, his wife left him, his daughter got pregnant, she was the only thing that he could hold onto. Then he realized...

He had the baby.

Roy sighed, and laid his daughter back down, brushing her golden hair out of her face. He walked to the nursery to see the babies. The nurse pointed out which baby was Ella's, and he got to rub his stomach with gloves on.

Roy then saw Riza in the maternity ward. She was pregnant, with a new husband, and having her child. Moments later, when he saw that she was crying about having a miscarriage, he quickly switched the dead body with Ella's baby.

"And that's what happened. That's how you got your little Alphonse, and I lost my only child and my grandson." Roy explained.

Riza gasped. She put her hand to her mouth, and quickly stood walking away. Riza walked to her house, and wrapped her arms around her son who was eating at the table. She cried in his hair, and kissed him several times.

..And that's..the end..?