Chapter 7

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Arya was laying in the hospital bed, watching different doctors pass by her. For some reason, she couldn't see anything over her stomach. She reached out to touch it and realized it was nearing the size of a watermelon. Her uterus was on fire, and she couldn't help but let out a loud scream as a doctor rushed over to her.

"Ma'am we are just going to see how far dilated you are. Just keep taking deep breaths for me."

She took a deep breath, trying to stay relaxed. Sweat dripped in beads down her face and almost every twenty seconds she felt what was another cramp in her uterus, worse than the one before it. Arya saw nothing but the doctor call nurses over, one nurse walking over to the side of her bed and reached for her hand.

"Hey Arya. My name is Melissa and I'm going to be one of your nurses the next few days. I'm going to help you through this, okay? I need you to breath for me. And if you need to squeeze my hand you can."

She nodded her head, continuing to breath. The doctor gave the nurse standing next to her a thumbs up.

"I need you to start pushing until I count to five. I'm right here with you. Ready?"

Arya wasn't even close to ready to have this baby. It frightened her but the second the nurse started to count; she started to push as hard as she could until the nurse stopped at five. They repeated this cycle a few times when the pain got to be too much, she reached for the nurse's hand, squeezing it hard.

"Stop pushing!"

The doctor's voice was firm speaking to Arya. She stopped and waited for the doctor's permission to continue, with tears flowing down her face.

"I don't see the head. Did anyone know the baby was flipped?"

Nobody in the room spoke and Arya knew something was wrong.

"Someone answer me!" The doctor demanded.

Arya didn't know if the mix of emotions she felt made her begin to cry harder or if it was the doctor who was getting frustrated but, she was so scared she couldn't do anything but cry.

"What's wrong with my baby."

Her voice was unsteady when she spoke, and she looked to the nurse who might hopefully give her an answer.

"Arya, listen to me. Everything is going to be okay. Your baby's umbilical cord is wrapped around its neck, and we just need to find the safest way to get it out in time."

The nurse remained calm but, Arya just cried more and without thinking, all she could let out was a loud scream.

Her eyes opened instantly, her scream echoing through the room just before she could get herself under control.

"Arya, it's okay. You're okay."

The nurse talked to her very calmly. She looked around, realizing she was in a hospital bed. Then she looked down in a panic, seeing that her stomach was flat she was relieved that it was just a dream. Not only was she scared to tell her mother now but, the thought of the baby dying crossed her mind when she was cleared to go home. What if the umbilical cord did wrap around her baby's neck? What if she had a miscarriage? Or what if-

"Arya." Her thoughts were interrupted by her mother.

"When you go home, I want you to run a bath and relax."

She nodded her head, continuing to look out the window.

When she got home, just like her mother had asked, she ran a bath. She listened to music for a while and then chatted with Bella about what happened and how Scarlett found out. Bella ended up explaining that her mom still didn't know but that she told Ethan who ended up telling his friends and once Arya knew that she was so angry she told Bella to never speak to her again and hung up.

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