Rainbow: The luck games (part 7)

I spent the next week in the hospital, unable to leave or have visitors other than David. I hadn’t talked to him since I woke up the second time, too ashamed of what he had done to face him. I still wasn’t completely sure what had happened to me in a medical fashion.

I knew the fall down the stairs had probably hurt or killed the baby, but why the doctors or David wouldn’t talk to me about it made me wonder. Was there something more to what had happened? Is it miraculously alive?

I grilled the nurses that came into my room to check on me for information, but all they would tell me is to wait for the doctor.

When was he coming?

Better question was why wasn’t he here?

I had taken a fall down a flight of stairs, as far as the hospital was concerned. Wouldn’t the doctor have rushed over here to see if I was alright?

 

 

It took two days for the doctor to come to the hospital before he would look at me or the baby. I still hadn’t seen my family when I went for tests; it started with blood tests, and a simple blood pressure test, before I finally got the news as to what had happened.

“Violet, you were injured from the fall down the steps,” the doctor began, speaking slowly and calmly. I just wanted him to spit it out, but at the same time shut his mouth. I wanted to know, but I wanted everything to be okay; I knew I couldn’t have both. David gripped my hand, and waited to hear what the doctor had to stay. I still hated him, but I figured this would be slightly more painful than David’s betrayal of my trust.

“Your injuries are the least of our concerns. Our concerns are for the unborn baby,” he paused to draw in a breath, “it seems it was killed in the fall.”

My heart and breath stopped. I couldn’t breathe; like someone was sitting on my chest, making it impossible for me to draw in a breath. I felt my heart shatter into a million pieces, as I just sat there, stunned.

I never wanted this baby, yes, but I didn’t want it to die like this.

“Did it suffer much?” I managed to ask through my trembling lips, as I began to feel my heart start to beat again. I had to keep reminding myself to breathe, and try and stay collected. The doctor starred into my eyes, and shook his head.

“Oh,” I said, bowing my head, starring at my knees.

“I’m sorry for your loss. Truly I am, but there is more to this story,” he said, placing his clipboard down.

“We can’t surgically remove it. We would be chancing your life, and I find it would be better if we just... Wait it out. Only for a few days.” I looked back up at the doctor, confused and slightly taken aback by what he had said. If he was saying what I think he was saying, I was not up for it.

“And what does that mean?” I asked, feeling David’s hand loosen, as he took a step away from the bed I was sitting on. I think he already knew what the doctor was talking about, and just didn’t want me to explode with him so close by.

“It means that you’re still going to have to give birth to it. It’s called stillborn, and we don’t usually know about it until the delivery date. It is on a very rare occasion, like yours, that we know ahead of time.”

I closed my eyes, and felt tears begin to stream down my face. Knowing that the baby that I never wanted died a horrible death, and that I still had to give birth to it just broke my heart.

I tuned out the rest of the doctors words, as I sat and cried softly.

I was so alone.

 

Author's Note

ignore spelling and grammer
very short chapter, but its got quite a bit of information as to whats coming up!! :)
thank you to all those who have stuck with me through the chapters!! I love you all <3