The next two chapters may be hard for some people to read. I can't give a trigger warning without spoiling it, but you may have a hunch from the last chapter and most likely it's right. So just be cautious-read what you think you can handle.

-CL

It's almost two when I feel the pain again. I drop my back and hold my stomach. I groan and feel a cramp run through my abdomen again. "What are you doing in there?" I ask through gritted teeth. Another wave of pain rocks me again, causing me to bite down a scream. The pain is becoming unbearable. I glance at my watch. It's two right now, so Maxon should be done soon. "Thank God," I whisper. He can take me to Dr. Ashlar. I feel a wetness between my legs and rush to the bathroom. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," I say. Another cramp comes over me. "What the hell is going on?" I shout through the pain; I'm trying not to scream. I sink to the ground and peel back my dress, assessing what's going on. "Am I in labor?" I ask aloud, wondering if I was delivering prematurely. But then I see the blood. And there's a lot of blood. "What the hell?" I ask. Another pain shoots through me and I groan. I'm bleeding more and more. And then I realize that I'm miscarrying. "No. No. No!" I scream from the physical pain and the pain from losing my child; I start sobbing. I stick my fingers in my vagina, wondering if the baby will be delivered or if I'm just bleeding it out.

I hear a door open. "Bella?" I hear Maxon call from the bedroom door. I hear him place his things down. Did I bleed onto the carpet? His footsteps are approaching the door. He knocks on the door. "Bella, are you in there? Are you alright?"

"Maxon…Maxon I-" I start, but start shouting from the pain through my tears. Maxon flings the door open and sees the blood on the floor. "Maxon, it's not what you think. I'm-I'm miscarrying," I say and shudder from the sobs and pain. I see his face fall and tears form in his eyes.

Maxon takes off his suit jacket and rolls up his sleeves. He comes to me and pulls me into his lap. "Shh…Bella, it's ok. I'm right here. Remember? We're going through this together." I feel tears fall from his cheeks.

Another cramp comes and this time I allow myself to scream. I scream through the pain, screaming for my baby. Maxon just holds me sobbing. I'm sobbing, too, realizing what we have been waiting for has just been lost.

It's been at least twenty minutes and my cramps keep getting worse. "Bella, I think we should go see Dr. Ashlar. Something is not right," he says, already lifting me into his arms. I nod and grimace, another cramp starting. "It's ok, my dear. I'm here with you."

Maxon gently takes me to the hospital and demands to have Dr. Ashlar look at me right away. Maxon lays me on a bed in a private room. Dr. Ashlar comes to put a sheet over my legs and my feet in stirrups. "Now, Bella, I'm just going to have a look." I nod, whimpering. I'm still crying, knowing that my baby is long gone. "It's what I was afraid of. Maxon, do you want me to tell you separately from Bella?" I tense, another cramp coming. I bite down my groan.

"No, Doctor. We're in this together," he says, kissing my forehead. He squeezes my hand, quietly reassuring me.

"As you guessed, Bella, you are miscarrying. But this type of miscarriage requires you to still deliver the baby-as soon as possible." I start crying loudly, almost wailing. I cry into Maxon's shoulder, wanting this to just go away.

I feel him shaking, silently crying. He runs his fingers through my hair, trying to comfort me and himself. I tense feeling a cramp coming on. I cry out and groan, wanting life to end. "The 'cramps' you are feeling are actually contractions. You're currently one centimeter dilated," Dr. Ashlar says, discarding his gloves. "I'll come to check on you in a while; I'll let you process the news. Please don't hesitate to call me with the button." I hear the door shut.

Maxon crawls into the bed and spoons me. "Shh…Bella, I'm right here." I feel his tears trailing down my dress.

"Maxon, it hurts," I say, another contraction coming. This time I allow myself to wail.

"I know it hurts. Both physically and emotionally. I'm here, too, Bella. I'm going to be with you through the whole thing." He gently rubs my back.

"Maxon, I should be able to have a baby, not miscarry. There's something wrong with me. What's the point of me existing if I can't do something that women are supposed to do?" I start sobbing again and cry into his shirt.

"Bella…" he starts but starts sobbing himself. He knows I'm right. He has to. We hold each other, sobbing for so long that Dr. Ashlar comes back into the room.

"Your Majesties, I know it hurts," he says. I hear a snap of gloves on his hands. "But, Bella, you need to deliver this baby before there are complications. You are dilated enough to deliver and the contractions are going to become too painful." Maxon leaves the bed and my legs are put in the stirrups, but they are strapped in this time. It makes me flashback to the first time Maxon fucked me. That time was a lot better, though.

"What's…why are you…?" I start to ask before another contraction comes, this one being so painful I scream.

"Yes, Bella, you were unaware that your contractions have become this bad, correct?" I nod. "Your grief is making you numb, but you become aware and you are feeling everything. Now, Your Majesty-"

"Call us Bella and Maxon for good, Doctor," Maxon cuts in. "We are here enough and don't care about formalities."

"Alright, Maxon, you need to support Bella. This is going to be physically and emotionally painful and draining." I feel another contraction coming and tense. Dr. Ashlar notices it. "Bella, I need you to push toward your bottom."

I shake my head. "If the baby dies, so do I," I say, trying to get my feet out of the stirrups. The contraction hits me full force and I scream.

"Bella, please. I need you. Please," Maxon says, turning my head to look him in the eyes. "I'm here with you." I nod, and tears trail down my face, mirroring Maxon's face.

"Now, Bella, the contractions are starting to come closer together, so the next one push, ok?" Dr. Ashlar says, grabbing a tray with medical tools. I feel him poking down there, but it's not painful. "Do you want me to numb you?"

"No," I say. "I need the pain to focus on" I feel another contraction coming.

"Now, Bella, I don't want to hook you up to a machine that will read the contractions, so please push with the contractions. Ready? Push."

I decided to write it this way because I don't think it's written enough. Yes, I am only a sophomore in high school, but I deal with fertility issues, which could lead to becoming infertile, stillborn, and miscarriage. I feel like most fanfictions, or books in general, have someone get pregnant and actually have a living child at the end. I believe that this should be talked about, and written about, more. There are plenty of women who have miscarriages, and this story will follow the main character, Bella, having fertility issues (yes, she has her period regularly, but some women with infertility issues have them regularly). For every chapter that deals with a preborn loss or certain fertility issues, I will label it "FI Warning"-please don't read these chapters if you think it will trigger you. I will try to give you the intensity of the chapter, if you will. I may come up with a system-I'll tell you guys if I do. Thank you for understanding.

-CL