Cassidy's P.O.V.
"Austin, stop!" I cried, worry in my tone. Austin ignored me and kicked Ally in the stomach. I screamed loudly. "She's pregnant!"
The word pregnant echoed through Austin's head quickly.
Austin froze, then looked up to see Trish and I worried. "You're serious? Who's the dad?"
I stared at him in an unforgiving look. "You."
You could see Austin's heart sinking lower and lower as I explained that she's been pregnant for months and he may have killed his own baby.
"Just call the cops on me already." Austin whispered through tears. "I don't deserve to live after what I have done."
We all looked down. Ally was bleeding, bruised, and knocked out. Her arm had turned purple and her other one had marks all over it. She wasn't breathing at all. Austin's heart broke in half, realizing that he probably killed his partner.
My hands shook so bad I couldn't even find the strength to throttle Austin. I just whispered, "You are an asshole."
While Austin and I screamed at each other, Ally was bleeding out. I noticed Trish screaming at me to dial 9-11, but was too consumed in yelling at the asshole who caused this.
Trish dialed 9-11 eventually because I refused to let it go.
"Hello. Yes. I need a police car and an ambulance." Trish said. She included the address as well as what had happened The police cars were the first to arrive. They found Austin crying. When they asked him what happened, he told them everything he had done, along with a, "Just arrest me already. I don't want to be alive after what I have done." They arrested him when the ambulance appeared. One look at Ally made them rush her into the ambulance.
I jumped into my car to follow them when Trish got into my car with me. "What are you doing?" I asked.
"I'm seeing Ally." she replied. I agreed and turned it on. I had to know if she was okay.
On the way there, it was silent until Trish asked," Do you think Ally's still alive?"
"Of course she is!" I countered, disappointed that Trish asked something like that. "Why would you ask that?"
"You saw her, Cassidy! She couldn't even breathe. Ally may be strong, but is she really strong enough to survive something like this?"
"Of course she could."
Awkward silence filled the car. I wanted to keep it that way
Finally, we arrived at Miami Hospital. We entered to see a beautiful red-haired lady talking on the phone. When she saw us, she put the person on hold and looked at us.
"Hello, how can I help you?" She asked sweetly.
"My friend Allison Dawson was checked into the hospital a little bit ago, can we see her?" I asked.
"Oh of course! But you have to be quiet. She's in the ICU, but recovering rather quickly. She's in room 410."
Trish and I took the elevator to the 4th floor and found Room 410 rather quickly.
When Trish and I entered, we saw a brunette awake with a cast on her arm, oxygen hooked up to her, stitches everywhere, and bruises everywhere, but she was smiling.
"Ally?" I whispered.
"Yeah?" she asked, still smiling.
"Are you okay?"
"Mhm."
"And the baby?"
"She's just fine!"
"Yay! Wait, you're having a girl?"
"Yep!" she smiled. "Where's Austin?"
"In jail. He couldn't live with himself after finding out what he did to you."
"Good! I don't want him around little Scarlet!"
"Scarlet? W-" Trish began. I elbowed her in the stomach to shut her up.
Ally smiled. "I can't wait to see her."
