Eeek! I had to update. Even though it might shock you, I hope you somewhat enjoy it...
The doctor confirmed the pregnancy before I left for San Francisco. I was eight weeks along. My age labeled me a "risk" patient so an ultrasound was performed. The baby was growing as it should.
From San Francisco to Las Vegas, I kept the secret to myself. I needed time to adjust before I told him. I needed time to figure out what exactly I wanted to say. I needed time to accept the fact that he might not share this vision with me—
A ringing brought me out of my thoughts. "Hello?" I answered my phone without looking at the ID.
"Hey, Sar. How's San Fran treating you?"
A smile graced my lips. "Hey, Nicky. I'm having a great time. How's it there? I miss you guys already."
He chuckled, "That's wonderful. Same old here. Nothing too much going on…well, at least not yet. Ya know, whenever we say that, something always immediately follows."
I inwardly sighed. "Ain't it the truth. Well, I'm glad everything's quiet there at the moment. Take advantage of that!"
"I will!" He paused for a second. "You sound really happy, Sara."
The smile took over my face.
"I am. It's been awhile since I felt so content. I think this trip has added to my uh content-ness."
I wasn't lying.
The time away in San Francisco cleared my head. The trip did me well. The hearing was as black and white as it gets. Luckily I was in and out. The remaining few days I was able to relax.
I already loved this baby. I decided to tell him when I got back to Vegas.
I couldn't help the tears from falling when I held the ultrasound photo. This was really happening and I couldn't be happier. After eating and showering, I would call him.
Fortunately the pasta stayed down. I waited a few minutes just to be sure then I got in the shower. The photo was placed on the countertop. The water had just turned from warm to hot when a pain shot through my abdomen. This took the breath right out of me. Steam was beginning to form around me. I breathed in through my nose and out through my mouth. The pain only lasted a few seconds. I remembered the doctor saying some cramping was normal. Out of relief, I was about to sit down when my heart sank.
Red.
All I saw was red.
Blood was streaming down my legs and swirling down the drain. I squeezed my eyes shut, praying to god it was all just a dream.
This couldn't be happening.
Although I was scared like I'd never been before, I opened my eyes. I cried out in pain as the blood continued to swirl. Another pain shot through my abdomen. Shaking, I reached for the countertop and grabbed my phone. "Hey, Sara. How's it going?"
Shock. "I didn't get to tell him."
"What? Didn't get to tell who what?"
"It's gooone!" More pain rippled through my body. I did my best to compose myself. Angrily, I swiped at the endless tears. "I didn't get to tell him."
"Sara, sweetie, you're scaring me. What's happening?"
"It's g-g-gone," I stuttered. I threw the phone against the wall and crawled back into the shower. I couldn't stand to have the blood on me. I couldn't see it. I couldn't smell it. I needed to keep washing it away. I needed to wash all the pain away.