Babydoll//t.w

16.wedding(pt.III)

⬜️🔹🔻Wedding (Pt. III)

After cleaning up, we all get in our cars. I'm laying down in the back rubbing my abdomen while Peter is driving. Everyone is settling down except my baby. It kicks and I hiss in pain, another and I begin to whimper.

"Peter, stop the car!" I cry out feeling maybe a tenth kick which is like a sledgehammer to my uterus.

It lurches to a stop and I get out the side door. I try to catch my breath, but I get another round of morning sickness. It hasn't stopped for a couple hours.

"Fuck" I sniffle brushing my teeth using a bottle of water.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Isaac asks as we sit there.

Another kick and I buckle over clutching my stomach.

"Nikki is not fine, okay? We need someone to come back and wait with us." Derek growls into the phone.

"Fine, we can wait!" He hangs up angrily with a huff.

"Come here." He pulls me into his arms.

I bury my face in his neck and he sighs.

"Come on, the faster we reach the halfway point. The faster we can meet up with everyone." He cradles me in the back seat.

I make him lay there with me and I relax inhaling his scent, it seems like the baby is much calmer with his presence. We stop after three hours at a fancy restaurant and I'm glad we do. Sitting in the comfortable chair, someone takes the last chair. It's Braeden, I try not to look over. Derek is rubbing my stomach and I look at the gorgeous display of foods. I decide on a salad with the small bowl of cold soup. I order a DrPepper and some French fries in the beginning cause I can't stand the pains I'm experiencing.

"Hi, I'm Braeden." She approaches me smiling.

"Hey there, I'm Nicole." I shake her hand.

"Lovely to finally meet you." She hums.

"What are you doing here Braeden?" Derek asks defensively.

"I was at the bar and decided why not join?" She shrugs.

"This is a family gathering." He grits his teeth.

"If you want me to leave, I will. Just don't get your panties in a bunch." She rolls her eyes.

He looks at her and then she walks off after saying goodbye. Something stops Braeden in her tracks and she turns around.

"You weren't telling me to leave last night though. You were asking for me to stay because your girlfriend was acting strange and-" I get up and maneuver around the table.

Lydia and Allison get up following me. I get my stuff out of the minivan then get in the small car. It's silent and I'm trying to keep it together.

"Wake me up when we get home." I sigh exhausted.

They nod and I pass out. I wake up feeling sick and we pull over. I throw up again and feel even shittier. I brush my teeth then take some sleep pills. Laying in the backseat, tears roll down my cheeks and I gasp clutching my chest.

"Why did I think he wouldn't do this again?" I struggle to get out in hysterics.

"Why did I let him in again? Once a cheater, always a cheater." I scream in anger.

"Nikki." Lydia looks back sympathetically.

"I just, I thought that he wouldn't do this. I was so wrong. So so so so wrong." I rock back and forth traumatized, I was stupid to think I could trust.

"You're in love and you allow yourself to be vulnerable when in love. It's okay. We are here love. Just get some well deserved rest. For you and the baby inside that deserves the most love possible." Allison places a hand on my bulge.

All I see is a bright white light.

~~Scott POV

We were all waiting for the girls to get back home. The phone rings breaking our silence and I pick it up.

"Hello, this was the emergency contact number for Nicole Stilinski. She was in a car accident." The woman speaks.

"We are on our way." I manage to choke out, but I reach for my inhaler forgetting I don't need it.

Grabbing Stiles, we leave silently and head to the hospital. Our parents already left for their honeymoon in Fiji for a month. The drive is quiet, but fast. No music in the background, just the engine roaring.

"What happened?" I ask reaching the counter.

The woman holds up a manicured finger and leafs through a file irritatedly.

"Go sit." She points to the waiting room.

"I NEED TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENED TO MY SISTER." Stiles outbursts.

"Sit down sir." She snaps.

He takes the phone she had pressed to her ear, then hangs it up.

"You're free, now what happened to Nicole Stilinski?" He asks.

"The two girls are in her room, 312. Go see for yourself." The attendant points to the elevator.

We ride the elevator up and enter the room, Lydia and Allison are on either side of her.

"What happened?" I ask.

"She was crying, having a mental breakdown. I was trying to calm her down and stupidly took my eyes off the road for a second. A semi was coming right at us. She is in a coma. She will remember everything when she wakes up which is estimated in a couple hours." Allison hugs me.

"The baby is fine." Lydia smiles optimistic.

"We are gonna go tell Derek." Stiles looks around.

After hugging and kissing our sisters limp body, we drive to the loft. Opening the elevator door, we see his arms gripping the headboard and hear a woman moaning. I clear my throat then he looks up.

"What are you doing here?"

"Just wanted to let you know that Nicole was in a car accident and she's in a coma. If you cared at all." Stiles smirks trying to keep himself calm.

"I do care Miecyzslaw" Derek gets up wrapping a towel around himself.

"Well not enough." I shake my head in disappointment; Isaac hops in the elevator with us.