Good Boys

Suicidal

Doctors POV

We rolled our pregnant patient into the ambulance. She was young, she couldn't be any older than twenty. I sat next to her and held her hand.

"My name is Derek sweetheart. Your okay just try and stay calm for your baby. What's your name?"

"A-Ame-elia." She stuttered in pain.

"Okay Amelia, I promise I'm gonna do my best to keep you both safe. It's going to be alright honey, how old are you?"

"It hurts." She groaned.

"I know it's hurting we're going to make it stop as soon as we can, let's try and focus on something else alright?"

Amelia nods, "Perfect, how old are you?"

"S-Sixt-teen."

"I've got a daughter around that age, ain't that kinda cool?" She smiles politely before letting out another pain-filled groan.

"When is your birthday?"

Amelia started shaking her head, "You tired of the boring questions?"

She gives me a half-smile before scrunching her face in pain, "How about your baby, what do you wanna name him or her?"

"T-Teresa for a-a girl."

"That's a beautiful name, you're gonna be an amazing mother!"

Amelia smiles at my words, "A-And for a b-boy, Taylor."

"Another amazing name."

Amelia nods before groaning in pain once again, "We're almost there sweetheart, only a few more minutes."

She nods, closing her eyes as she whimpers in pain every second.

"I-If you have to save one of us-" She squeezed my hand, "Save my baby."

"Amelia I-"

"Please Derek? Promise me."

"I'm going to do my best to keep you both alive."

"Derek you have to promise!"

"I can't promise you that Amelia."

"No, no please? You have to I don't even wanna be here anymore! At least this baby will have a chance in a good home."

I stayed silent, what am I supposed to say to her? In my experience the chances of her child surviving are slim.

"Please let me just die."

"Don't say things like that, they might think your suicidal."

"Would that be a bad thing? The only reason I'm still alive is because of my brother and this baby. Levi can take care of himself just please!"

The bickering with me letting her die or live continued until we got to the hospital, at least it kept her somewhat distracted.

Levi's POV

Once Harrison and I got to the hospital the woman at the front desk said that we needed to wait until she got any updates to inform us about Amelia's condition.

Harrison was bouncing his leg up and down in anticipation, he sighed, "I'm gonna call Tom."

"No!" I said quite loud, I would've yelled if we weren't in public.

"Come on bud, what do you mean no?"

"I mean no alright? Everyone is stressing her out and it's not good for the baby! If that baby doesn't survive I don't know what Amelia is gonna do because it's not going to end well!"