Real life

Chapter 33

Tanners POV

I can't help but worry for both Brooklyn and the baby. Even though me and her aren't together anymore I still love her because she is carrying my child. But I love her more in a family way than I do in a relationship way. I mean don't get me wrong I may have a few feelings left from brooklyn because to be honest I never really got over her.

But I do think that I have gotten used to what we are now. I help her when she needs it and I finally got used to her being pregnant and I don't get shocked everytime I think about it. Because now it has become the new normal.

"So I guess I'll be stuck in this bed for the next few days.Shouldn't you be going home soon, it's almost 9"

"You really think that I am going to leave you here by yourself" I tell her. I would never leave Brooklyn in a hospital alone no matter how much we hated each other. I couldn't do that.

"You don't have to, I will be fine"

"Brooklyn, I'm staying"

"But, what about work?"

"I'll take a few sick days"

Before I knew it Brooklyn was passed out asleep on the hospital bed. She still looks cute sleeping now as she did when we were dating.

I put my pillow and blanket down on the chair to go to sleep but I never could bring myself to go to sleep because I couldn't take my eyes off of her.

"Morning" Brooklyn says as I crack my eyes open. I forget where I am for a second and then remember what went down yesterday. I guess I finally was able to fall asleep after all.

"Good Morning" I reply sitting up in the hospital chair suddenly remembering how uncomfortable it was. "What time is it?" I ask Brooklyn. "

Quarter after 10"

"Shit why did you let me sleep that long?"

"You looked so peaceful I didn't want to wake your precious slumber"

I wonder if Brooklyn was looking at me like I was looking at her last night, remembering all the things and feelings. I can't help but miss waking up next to Brooklyn even though the last few weeks we were together I didn't do a very good job of seeing her that often. But still it was soothing to feel that feeling I get whenever I hear her perfect voice say 'good morning'.

I rub my hand over my face to try to get myself more awake. "How are you feeling?" I ask Brooklyn, She coughs and I can tell that she doesn't feel the best still without her giving me an answer. I can see it in her eyes.

"I still feel sick," she says, coughing yet again. I'm looking at her face and it starts to become super pale. "Tanner" she says, getting up super quickly and running toward the bathroom. I follow behind her into the bathroom.

She runs over to the toilet and throws up. I grab her hair so that it doesn't get in her face. We sit there for a minute and she leans back onto me and I rub her belly. "You're okay" I whisper softly into her ear trying to do the most that I can for her.

"Do you need me to get someone?" I ask her.

"No, I'm fine"

"Ok" I say and help her up off the bathroom floor and walk with her back into the room.

A little bit later a nurse comes in to do a check up on the baby. Brooklyn tells her about what happened earlier and the nurse tells Brooklyn that everything is fine and there is nothing to worry about. But I have this gut feeling that the nurse was not telling the whole truth.

The whole rest of the day I felt sick to my stomach and worried for Brooklyn and our baby.

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I woke up from a deep sleep somewhere in the middle of the night. I looked over beside me to where Brooklyn was laying in the hospital bed. What I saw scared the ever living shit out of me.

As I sit up in my chair I feel frozen in place but I manage to stand up and get to Brooklyn. She's shaking uncontrollably. I try to shake her awake but nothing seems to be happening. She doesn't stop shaking.

"Somebody help" I scream

Immediately nurses run into the room and rush over to Brooklyn. One of the nurses walks over to me. "Sir, I need you to step back," she says. I do what she says and take a step back so that I am in front of Brooklyn's bed. I can't see Brooklyn at all because there are so many nurses surrounding her bed. But from what I can make out she is still shaking.

Brooklyn was like that for another 30 seconds before it stopped. The nurses were still surrounding her.

A few minutes later a few nurses leave the room, when there are four nurses still in the room the one who talked to me earlier came over to me. "Can we talk outside?" she asked and I nodded my head in agreement.

We stepped outside of the room and she cracked the door shut. "Brooklyn has had a seizure" she tells me. I still couldn't say anything, she continued, "Brooklyn should regain consciousness within the next 15 minutes. We will be monitoring her and the baby for the rest of the pregnancy in the hospital in case this happens again"

"So, so they're going to be okay right?" I managed to say. "It's hard to tell right now but I think so" she tells me.

I walk back into the room and all the nurses leave but one. Brooklyn is still unconscious just lying there the nurse puts an IV in her. "So you the husband?" she asked me. "No" I say and chuckle a little bit. "Ah, so you're, the boyfriend, That Don't believe in the whole marriage thing then?"

"Neither, I'm the ex that knocked her up" I say. Saying that out loud made me sound really, really bad. And also made me feel really guilty. At that moment I thought about what Brooklyn must be feeling, I can't imagine the things that I made her feel. I can't believe I was so stupid to say those things to her and do those things. What was I thinking?

"You must be a very good ex then, you spending this much time with her she must be a pretty special one" The nurse says.

"Yeah, she is a special one" I say smiling.

"Don't mess it up" she says and then leaves the room.

Don't mess up.

Don't mess up.

Don't mess up,

Those words stuck to the back of my brain.

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Tanner is just so cute I can't