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Chapter 7 - Tragedy Strikes

Gabriella didn't talk to David for the next two weeks…not that she didn't try. She had called him several times, but each time she got his voicemail. She was about ready to give up on him altogether. She finally decided one day, going into the third week since he had left, that she was going to call one last time. Again, she got his voicemail. She left him a message this time.

"Hey, David. It's Gabi. I know you don't want to talk to me and that's fine because I've made up my mind. It's over, David. I can't live like this, wondering if you are ever going to talk to me again or not. I know you don't support me in this and that's fine. I have support here at home. I have family and friends who care." Gabriella paused, trying to hold back the tears that were threatening to fall. "I loved you, David. But I can't love you anymore." Gabriella hung up and broke down in sobs.

Gabriella lived her next few days doing as little as possible to get by. As soon as she got home from work each evening she would curl up in bed and cry. She missed David, but she didn't deserve to be treated like he was treating her.

On the fourth day, Troy came over to her apartment, knocking, but when he didn't get an answer he went on in. He found her in her room crying. But what he saw when he looked at where she had been laying, he hadn't been prepared for.

"Oh my gosh, Brie!"

"I need to go to the hospital, Troy."

There was blood all over the bed where she had been laying. Troy picked her up bridal style and rushed her to the hospital. When he got there, the doctors had him wait in the waiting room. While he was in there, he used her phone to call David. He got David's voicemail.

"David, this is Troy. I don't know why you haven't been answering any calls over the past few weeks but you need to begin thinking of someone besides yourself. Listen, Brie is in the hospital. I don't know any details right now but if you get this message, please call me back."

Just then, the doctor walked in and began talking to Troy.

"She's had a miscarriage. But we also found out that she was carrying twins. One survived, the other didn't."

"Oh my gosh. Brie has to be devastated."

"She is stable and the baby is doing well. We are going to run a couple more tests just to be sure everything is fine. If everything goes well she will be able to go home tomorrow. She just needs to stay away from any type of stress that may be caused. Please keep her as relaxed as possible. She isn't out of the woods yet."

"Thank you, Doctor. Can I go see her now?"

"Yes. Follow me. I'll take you to her room."

Troy followed the doctor and as soon as they arrived at her room the doctor left them alone.

"Hey, how are you doing?"

"Could be better, could be worse. What did the doctor say?"

"Brie, you had a miscarriage."

Her eyes started to tear up. "I was afraid of that. You know, this baby wouldn't have exactly come into the world in a way that I would wish on any child, but I had come to love it, no matter who its father was."

"There's more you need to know." Gabriella nodded, showing him to go on. "You were carrying twins and you are still carrying one of them. You only miscarried one of them."

"What? How is that possible? You mean, I'm still pregnant?"

"Yes Brie, you're still pregnant."

Gabriella didn't know what to say. She just laid there and cried, some tears of joy, others of pain. She still had one child that she could love, but she had lost another. How could two such different emotions come out of the same situation?

"Brie, you know I will always be here for you right?"

"Yes, thank you." Gabriella looked up into Troy's bright blue eyes, as if seeing him for the first time. "I love you Troy."

Troy was shocked by her words but figured that she only meant them in a friendly way. "I love you too Brie."

Gabriella smiled and reached out to hold Troy's hand. Troy sat there and rubbed her hand until she fell asleep. About 20 minutes after she fell asleep, her phone rang. Troy quickly silenced it so it wouldn't waken her, but looked to see who was calling. It was David.