"You Really Screwed Up This Time, Carver..." - Eddie Munson x Y/N Story

12. "I Think It's My Turn To Pass Out!"

TW - Swearing, panic attack.

"Y/N?.. Are-are you... pregnant?" I looked up to see Eddie, white as a sheet, looking like he was gonna pass out. His eyes bouncing from my bump to my eyes, back and forth, over and over. His eyes started to fill with tears, his hand grasping a fistful of his hair as his breathing quickened and became shallow.
"Eddie. Wait. Don't... freak... out." I calmly said, slowly pulling my shirt back down. Eddie didn't seem to look any calmer. His eyes now glossy with tears crashing down his cheeks, his eyes darting around the room - his face the image of pure confusion.
"Fr-freak out? Really, Y/N? Christ." his voice breaking with every syllable. I tried to walk towards him but he backed up until he collided with the wall behind him, sliding down it until he was sitting on the floor with his knees to his chest. "I think it's my turn to pass out!" he chuckled as I suddenly froze in place, thankfully he didn't pass out. Me on the other hand? I wasn't so sure. I froze in place, unable to talk or move. I couldn't breathe and when I did manage to, I could feel the air burning in my lungs with every breath. My heartbeat began to pound through my eardrums, whilst I could feel the beating through my chest. I felt like my heart was gonna explode. Like I was gonna die on the spot. My vision started to blur, not just from the tears, it went hazy and suddenly, blackness. I could feel the cold bathroom tiles on my skin and hear the muffled sounds of Eddie calling my name.

My breathing was still rapid and harsh, I felt nauseated beyond belief, the only thing grounding me was the sensation of Jellybean doing cartwheels inside me. My arms and legs were numb, but I could feel my hands clutching at my shoulders. It felt like hours on the floor, time moved so slowly whilst everything around me felt like it was racing by. I felt like death was standing behind me but I was too scared to turn around. I could feel warm hands on my body, one on my cheek and the other on my belly. I couldn't mistake those enormous, clammy hands - they were Eddie's. He was here. He didn't run. He's here. He's holding me. He's still here... My eyes started to flutter open, burning from the soft light of a desk lamp. I could hear muffled voices in the distance and subtle beeping nearby. I took a deep breath in as I stirred, feeling something on my face, I slowly reached my hand up and felt some kind of mask covering my nose and mouth. My arms felt heavy and so did the mask, I managed to claw it off before I felt someone's hand on mine. "Hey, hey. Careful." they cooed in hushed tones, I could feel the warmth radiating off their fingers, the same as before. It was Eddie's hand. I opened my mouth to talk but it burned, my throat was raw and nothing but a strangled groan could be heard. "Wait. I've got some water!" he said, I felt a straw on my lips, with someone guiding it into my mouth ever so carefully. I took a large amount of the water and instantly my throat felt so much better.
"Thank you..." I croaked, "Eddie... Is that you?" I groaned as I tried to open my eyes again, I could make out the blurry shapes of his hair and face before he moved the lamp light away from my face.
"Yeah, princess. It's me." he chuckled, taking hold of my hand, squeezing it gently.

I finally opened my eyes and saw the plain white walls around me. I was in the hospital. I heard the beeping quicken as I started to panic, I tried to sit up but felt like a deadweight, causing the beeping to get faster. "Hey, come on. You're okay." Eddie soothed as he squeezed my hand again, placing his other on my belly.
"Wh-what happened? How did I get here?" I asked, trying to calm myself down again, Eddie chuckled lightly before speaking.
"Well, apparently you've got unplanned blackouts down to an art, you really keep me on my toes, Carver!", he started rubbing circles on my belly as he chuckled again.
"I'm sorry, Eddie..." I whispered, I felt awful for scaring him again, and I can honestly say this is not the way I wanted him to find out.
"It's okay, princess. You just scared me to death back there. You were having this savage panic attack, I had to call an ambulance in the end!", the hand he had on my belly started to shake as he used it to push his hair back a little.