Life Hurts but Heals

Chapter 37- I'm Here

Jordyn's POV

I nearly trip on the stairs due to anxiety. I can't think, can't breathe, just nothing...

"Jordyn!" someone's voice snaps me back in reality.

"Yeah?" I ask nervously.

"Call Mary!"

I nod and pull out my phone. I wait a couple of seconds with no luck, no answer. I call her continuously with the same results. 

"She's not answering!"

"Okay..." Daryl thinks for a moment. "You could do it!"

"What, me?!" I exclaim.

"You've seen Jesus before! You're like an angel sent to help us! This is your time to help!"

"I can't do this... I don't know how..."

"Please..." he takes my hands into his and stares into my eyes, pleading, "There's no time to drive her to the hospital... You're our only hope."

I look at Nicole who is breathing heavily and staring at me with pleading eyes. She mouths, Please...

I nod and try to calm down.

"I need a bucket of water, a lot of wash-rags, a towel, and run to the store about two miles from here and get pain reliever, and lots of it."

Everyone calls out what they're going to get and goes into another room or walks out the room. It's just me, Daryl, and Nicole and her screams.

"I'm here," I try to stay calm. "We're here. We aren't going to leave you. Just try to stay calm."

She nods, then screams.

"Try to wait just a second until they get back-"

"I can't! It's coming now!"

I inhale and exhale deeply with closed eyes.

I can do this.

Chandler, Foxface, and Carl come back in with water, pain reliever, and wash-rags.

"Go get a towel! Hurry!" I shout.

Chandler runs upstairs while skipping a step at a time. He runs back down with a towel in a matter of seconds.

I lay the towel in front of her and give Daryl a wash-rag to wipe the sweat off her face and neck.

She breathes heavily again and screams. The feet of the child comes first.

No!

"We have to cut her open!" Chandler shouts.

"We don't have stitches! She'll die!"

Daryl shouts, "No! I am not loosing her! Not again!"

"Well, what do you suppose we do?!"

"Guys," Nicole barely gets out, "let the baby stay... I've lived my life, and it's time for the baby to live its..."

"No!" Daryl replies. "I need you! I'm not losing you again!"

"Daryl, baby, just... take care of it okay..."

"No! You're not going anywhere! You're staying with me, with us!"

"And let the baby die? I can't do that... Jordyn and Foxface could help you... You'll be a great father."

Chandler jumps in. "So will I."

I begin to bawl.

"Jordyn..." I walk over to her. "Take good care of the baby, okay? I'll see all of you guys in your dreams. I love you; never forget that... You're my best friend, and I'm sorry that I put you in this situation. I'll try my best to help in your dreams however I can. I'll never be gone... I'll always be here..." she pokes my skin covering my heart. "Don't ever forget that. I love you all... Now cut me open."

I choke down my tears and kiss her forehead, knowing there's not enough time to say anything.

I hug her head lightly with water pouring out of my eyes. "I love you."

She closes her eyes, and Carl covers his mouth and walks out. He's crying his eyes out, but tries to hide it.

I follow him onto the porch with tears covering my face as well. "I know she did weird things, but she doesn't deserve this. She deserves so much better."

"I loved her like family," starts Carl, "and I'm going to miss her so much, but what upsets me the most is that... that's how my mom died, giving birth to Judith. No one deserves to go down like that, especially not her."

"I'm sorry about your mother... She deserved better as well." More tears drip down my face.

"You find have to be. It wasn't your fault."

"It still felt like I could've done something..."

"You have."

"How? How could I have done anything?" I ask aggravated.

"Just... helping everyone when it meant the most, and I know my mom would have loved you. So... I guess I'm saying thanks."

"I don't deserve thanks, Carl. I killed half my family for crying out loud! I can't even let someone love me for using them! I don't deserve you or anybody for that matter! It needs to be me dying in there instead of Nicole! She needs to take care of her baby-"

"So do you! Just in case you've forgot, you have a kid too! I need you; we need you!"

"For what?! I'm useless! I can't even deliver a baby for my best friend!"

"Like that's so easy! Can't you understand that you don't need to care what other people think?! As long as I care, that's all that should matter!"

"It's not just you and me, Carl! There's other people around us! If we could have our own little world, I would take it in a heartbeat, but it's not going to happen! Other people are around, and they matter too! My best friend is dying in there right now because of me!"

"It's not your fault! That's no one's fault! That happened for a reason, and we're going to find out sooner or later!"

"Ok..." I try to calm down.

I take a deep breathe as Chandler walks outside.

"Guys, you might wanna come and see this." He has a big smile on his face.

We wipe the tears off our face and walk inside. Nicole's body lays as it was before, laid against the coffee table... lifeless. I cover my mouth with my hands and sob.

Foxface approaches me with a beautiful baby girl. The baby is covered in blood, and Daryl takes it and wipes it off with a wipe, then gives her back to Foxface.

"What's her name?" Carl asks.

"Lucy Faith Dixon."

I reply. "That's a beautiful name."

"I remember Nicole picking it out when we met," replies Daryl. "She said it was what she wanted to be named, but you know you can't pick your own name, right?"

Daryl has no expression, and that's what hurts me the most.