The Wife

Chapter 13: Instincts

Beyoncé.

The rest of dinner we all just sat there and awkwardly ate are food. Then After eating everyone hurried out the door. All that was left was Solange,Kelly and I.

" Kelly I can't believe you did that" I said breaking the silence between us as Solange had started putting the dishes away.

"I can't believe you slept with someone else but you did" she rebutted. "What's your point? Why are you even still here?"

I rolled my eyes. "Look I'm heading out anyway. So you won't have to worry about me anymore"

"Good!" she said barely acknowledging me.

"Omg how many times do I have to tell you it was a mistake!" I yell.

"Until I say so! You can forgive yourself and feel bad all you want but that doesn't change anything! You still did it" she crossed her arms. "And Those puppy dog eyes you give me aren't gonna change anything"

"Kelly what do you want me to do? I can't take back what I did!"

"Whatever I'm not having this conversation with you right now!" she said massaging her forehead.

"Are you okay?" I ask genuinely concerned.

"I'm fine" she snapped "I just don't feel good"

"What do you mean? What's wrong?"
"Kelly what's been going on with you?"

"I don't know! God it's just ever  since this whole thing happened. I've been bleeding a lot more heavily lately and I haven't been bleeding heavily in weeks"

"It's probably from the stress Kelly"

"Yeah Gee I wonder who caused that? Oh wait, YOU DID"

Ignoring her comment. "Have you talked to your doctor about this?"

"Yes Beyoncé I have an appointment this week. God I thought you were leaving" she said as she sat down on the steps.

"No, I'm not leaving you like this"

"If this is some kind of thing to get me back it's not going to work"  she said as she stood up. I tried to steady her but she pushed me away.

"Don't!" she snapped at me angrily. "Ahh!" she held her and fell back her arms failing as I caught her.

"Hey, hey, Kelly what's wrong?"

She then clutched her stomach and tried to grab onto me. "Beyoncé!!"

"What?! What is it? Talk to to me?!" I placed my hands on both sides of her face.

She took a deep breath and blinked looking at me.  "Solange!!" I called.

She ran out from the kitchen to us. I held onto Kelly's forearm super tight as she leaned against me.

"What's going on?" Solange asked worried.

"Call the hospital tell them that Doctor Knowles is on her way with a patient that's having a postpartum hemorrhage" I instructed.

"Okay!" Solange nodded pulling out her phone.

I grabbed Kelly and guided her towards the car.

I put her in and we drove off.

"On a scale of 1 to 10 how are you feeling?" I ask. I gotta keep her talking.

"8 I think" she said squinting still trying to be pissed at me even in a life or death situation.

"Kelly I know your pissed at me but I need you to be honest with me"

"Okay a 10 everything hurts"

"Okay so how long have you been bleeding heavily?"

"Uh like a couple of weeks maybe but I thought it was just normal"

"If it's more than normal then it's not normal"

"Yeah well your the doctor not me"

I turned down the street and pulled into the hospital. As soon as we parked I jumped out of the car and was met by a couple of nurses running towards us with a gurney. I opened the passenger side door and helped Kelly step out.

I helped her on to the gurney and followed them inside. I tell the other doctors everything before they could even ask questions.

They set Kelly up in a space and set her up with an IV. They checked her vitals and everything.

"You think she's gonna be okay?" I ask worriedly.

"It depends" the nurse answered.

After doing everything they let us know that they have to do surgery like now to stop the bleeding it's only gonna get worse if we don't fix it now.

"Beyoncé" I heard Kelly's weak voice call my name.

"Hey" I speak softly.

"What's going on?"

"Kelly your gonna need surgery. Your postpartum hemorrhaging"

"Am I gonna be okay?"

"Yes" I say taking her hand into mine.

"Thank you"

Before I could respond a transporter nurse came up to us.

"They're ready for you"she said.

"Alright then I'm ready " she sounded high as hell probably from the iv meds.

"I'll be here when you get back. If you want me here" I reassured her and let go of her hand.

"Okay" she said slightly smiling at me.

I watched as the nurse pushed her in the direction of the operating rooms.

Your allowed to be pissed at me. Your allowed to hate me. But you don't get to die on me.