Chapter 43

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Sarah's POV 

My eyes flutter open slowly as I feel an arm on my shoulder, it's like someone is talking to me but I can't quite make the words out, "Madam, Est-ce que ça va?" I blink rapidly looking at the older woman kneeling next to me examining me with worried eyes "Madam, are you okay?" she tries to catch my attention again, and my eyes scan my surroundings, I was so out of it still but now looking at it more I was at somewhat park, "I-" my throat is so dry I can barely make the words out. "I am okay I just got a little light-headed," I say quietly looking back at the woman "Here, drink this," She says handing me a water bottle, I take it from her but my hands shake insanely bad as I try to drink from it. As I get down a few sips my stomach twists with the sudden urge to throw up, I hold my hand over my mouth as I turn to my side fighting the urge to keep everything down, the woman puts her hand on my back comfortingly.

"Sweety, did you take anything?" she asks me quietly I shake my head a little, "No, I-" I take a deep breath again as I feel the acid fill my mouth, "I-I am pregnant," I whisper quietly before the urge wins over me and I throw up emptying my stomach completely once again. The woman stays next to holding my hair back, I hear muffled sounds of her talking to someone before I can sit up again, "Sweetheart, an ambulance is coming. Is there anyone we can call for you?" she asks me soothingly. I just look at her, I don't have my phone, call but who? My mom? Laura? My brothers? When all of them are in a completely different country and would freak out at the thought of me going to the hospital rn. I try to think further but once again I feel my mind getting clouded, my thoughts slipping away from me and I am unable to pull them back, "Sweetheart, hey, stay with me here," I hear the woman call on me distantly but I am just out of it once again.

Pierre's POV 

About 2 hours later Charles and Laura are standing in my apartment but Sarah is still nowhere to be found. "I don't know where she is, fucking hell, It's been nearly 2 hours!" I yell in frustration, "She doesn't even fucking know this place! What if she is lost?" I yell pacing up and down in the living room. I stop next to the small table next to the door and without thinking I flip it over out of anger, and things go flying off of it. "Okay, okay, this won't help you," Charles says putting a hand on my shoulder and guiding me to the couch, "We have to have trust in the fact she will come back to us soon now okay?" Laura says while sitting down next to me. I try to take some deep breaths to calm myself. Every minute feels like an hour, like a fucking hour of torture as I just sit on the couch staring at the wall. The only thing that snaps me out is when Charle's phone rings.

"Yes, this is him," He answer the call and not even a minute later he stands up eyes widened. "Yes, yes understood, Yeah I am on the way," he says ending the call, I immediately stand up. "Charles, what's going on?" "That was the hospital, she was brought in a half hour ago," he says as he grabs his stuff "What-" I can't manage to get the words out "Look I don't know anything more, Let's just get going okay?" he says quickly. I see Laura go through Sarah's stuff before returning to us with her papers, we all rush down the garage, and I grab my keys with shakey hands but before I could get in Laura grabs them from me. "I don't think you should drive," she says quietly looking at my shaking hands, I nod giving her my keys before going to the other side and getting in, Charles already put the address in giving Laura his phone.

I can't really sense anything during the car ride with my thoughts being much louder than any noise from the outside world. Not knowing what happened to her was torture itself, knowing that whatever happened was my fault. That was hell. It was my own personally designed hell. Not sensing anytime we arrive at the hospital, all three of us just instantly ran inside. God how I fucking hated hospitals. Charles instantly goes to get answers to where we can find her, I just follow them as they walk down the hallway to the room she is in. 

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