You Deserve...(August Alsina FanFiction)

Im So Sorry

Im sorry for leaving yall hangin😅 but to the story

YN POV

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My eyes were weary. I felt like I was tied down but I wasn't. I struggled to lean up and I looked around. Then all of a sudden pain rushed to my stomach and I fell back down.

I screamed in silence.

Still in major pain I found the panic button and I just kept pressing it and pressing it and pressing it and...

I called for August and just screamed his name but no words came out.

August POV

"What's happening?" Elli asked running into the room and giving me a hug.

We were in YN hospital room. The doctor said she was given an injection so she could sleep and not feel any pain from the procedure. We still haven't received any news about the baby. YN was just slowly moving but not going anywhere.

"I don't know. Go get the doctor."

"Okay."

A few Moments later 2 doctors came in. One was a female with black glasses and her hair was tied into a long pony tail. She looked Asian. The other was a tall bald head African American guy.

They told us to wait out the room for a minute while they run some simple tests to see if she's okay but I wasn't having it. I wanted answers.

About 2 minutes later I saw three other doctors rushing down the hall to YN's hospital room. I looked at my Mom and she had a worried look on her face then I headed towards her room. When I made it inside I froze. All I heard were the pounds of electricity pumping in and out of her then someone yelled "Hey Someone Get Him Outta Here!"

"Yn..."

That's all I could get out before the pushed me out the room. I tried to force myself pasted them and out of their grip. "YN!! YN BABY!!" I could feel myself slowly breaking.

The more tears my eyes shed the more force I used to get passed the guards. Spit was slinging out my mouth from yelling YN's name and my face fled with sweat. I can't loose my baby. Not this way. That should be me!

"Someone Get The Police! Get Him Away!"

"Sir Please Go Sit In The Waiting Room!"

I was almost loose when I felt a firm but general hand on my shoulder. "August...she'll be fine. Come on."

I stopped and turned around. Tears dreading down my face, my chest beating, and my face covered in sweat.

She took one look at me and hugged me. I slowly hugged back. Crying a little bit more. Courtney rubbed my back and told me everything was gonna be ok. She walked me back to the waiting and say me down by my Mother and YN's mother.

"It's gonna be find. YN is a fighter. She's a very strong women. She can handle this." YN's Mom said holding onto my hand.

"You believe in her...don't you?" My Mom asked.

I shook my head for yes then a warm feeling concealed over my heart.

"Alsina, YN?"

I looked up and quickly stood up along with everyone.

"Yes?" We all said in Union. That made me happy. To see so many people who love and care for YN. Makes me feel horrible for the way I've treated her before.

"Well, YN is perfectly fine. She's gonna have to stay an extra night but I can assure you. Your fiancé is great."

I could just feel a lot of weight lifting off my shoulders as I start to smile and hug Mama. She smiled and hugged me back.

"Wait." YN's Mom said cutting the small celebration off. "What about the baby?"

I looked back at the doctor with the same smile. I watched as he loosened his grip on his clipboard and wipes his forehead.

"Well..." I said still smiling. "How's my lil man or little girl?"

The doctor looked at me with warm eyes and then fixed himself up straight.

"Sir, I'm sorry. But your baby didn't make it throughout the procedure. I'll give you some time. Have a goodnight everyone."

My smile faded as I saw the doctor walk away. My Mom tried to give me a hug but I moved away quick. I shook my head and walked down to YN's room.

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As I walked in I saw only one dimmed light was on. She was sleeping peacefully. I grabbed a chair from the corner and say it near her bedside. I smiled a little as I felt her hand. I sat down and held her hand to my forehead...and I cried. But not to much.

"I'm so sorry baby. I'm so sorry!" I whispered.