Taylor's POV:
The phone call with Tree gave me a little strength and I'm beyond relieved about her understanding reaction. Carefully I wipe the tears away and take a look in the mirror to find out whether my little crying session is noticeable on my face. Turns out I'm good to leave the bathroom, when suddenly there's a stabbing pain emerging from my stomach.
"Fuck, what the hell?!" I blurt out and squint my eyes, hoping for the pain to pass. I drop to my knees and wrap my arms around my belly, while holding back a few tears. A few seconds later the pain seems to have vanished but as I get up, I notice some liquid dripping down my legs.
"Oh my god." I mumble full of fear, not sure what I'm supposed to do now because I'm positive my water just broke.
I'm quickly interrupted by another wave of excruciating pain, forcing me back to the floor. Yeah, those are definitely contractions.
"BLAKE!!" I scream from the top of my lungs, begging she hears me from wherever she is right now because if not, I'm pretty much fucked.
"BLAKE!!" I try a second time, my voice cracking at the action due to the uncontrollable sobbing slipping from my lips. Finally I hear footsteps approaching.
"Tay, are you okay?" The familiar voice of my best friend echoes through the locked door.
"I-I...no...help, it...h-hurts." I cry out while I'm being pretty sure I've never experienced such physical pain in my entire life. I crawl across the floor until I reach the nearest wall in order to lean my back against it. "I think my water just broke." I whimper in panic.
"Your water what...but you're hardly 29 weeks, are you sure?"
"I don't know, Blake! I'm fucking scared!"
"I'm coming in!"
The actress attempts to press down the doorhandle just to find out that the door is locked.
"You need to unlock the door, Taylor." She informs, her voice now filled with emotions.
I try to reach the lock of the door when the next contraction hits.
"I can't..."
"Okay...wait...RYAN!" Blake shouts through the house, her husband immediately approaching.
"I need you to kick in the door."
"Why the hell would I kick in our bathroom door?" The man frowns.
"Just do it!"
Following his wife's orders, as always, he gathers his strength and kicks in the door that immediately breaks open, before Blake rushes inside and kneels down next to me. She inspects the liquid on the floor. "Yeah that's definitely amniotic fluid, we need to get you to a hospital!"
I hardly hear her voice, when she tells Ryan to call her Mom, so she can watch the kids. No minutes later and without any questions, Ryan picks me up and carries me to the car. Not having time for security or anything, we drive off to the hospital, after Elaine had arrived. The whole car ride I groan in pain, the fear consuming me. Quietly I start singing since that's the one thing that can calm me down in situations like these, where pure panic is all I feel.
My love was as cruel as the cities I lived in
Everyone looked worse in the light
There are so many lines that I've crossed unforgiven
I'll tell you the truth, but never goodbye
I don't wanna look at anything else now that I saw you
I don't wanna think of anything else now that I thought of you
I've been sleeping so long in a 20-year dark night
And now I see daylight, I only see daylight
Finally at our destination, Blake storms out the car and inside, where she briefly explains the situation, before several nurses come rushing out of the building and help me out of the vehicle and onto a stretcher.
Everything is becoming a blur when about five different people examine me at the same time.
"You're in labor, Miss Swift. However, given the circumstances it's best to perform a C-Section." A voice says to me.
"What no, she's not ready. She's way too small, she needs to stay in there. She can't survive outside my body, can she?" I cry.
"The odds are not the best but it's not impossible. We need to get her out otherwise we'll be risking your life too. Your blood pressure is already dangerously low and considering your low body weight, trust me it's the best shot, Miss."
"I...no...m-my...b-baby. F-fucking hell, I want...my mom." I whine desperately.
"I already called her, Tay. She's on
her way." Blake assures me and grabs my hand. "Everything is going to be okay, you can do it, I believe in you."
"We really need to get
her to the OR now." Another voice chimes in and my best friend is forced to let go of my hand as they wheel me away.
"I can't do this alone." I whisper to myself before another wave of tears crashes over me.
The next moment I'm inside of an OR, a few doctors around me.
"We're gonna numb the
area now, alright?" One of the doctors explains but I don't respond. I'm way too exhausted to even open my mouth, way too scared to move a single limb. Dizziness washes over me.
"She's crashing!" Are the last words I hear before everything goes black and the whole world around me shuts down.
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My eyes flutter open, lights blinding me. Once my eyes are fully open I take a look around and my hands are immediately wandering to my stomach. I flinch when I notice it being almost flat.
"Where's my baby?" I whisper panic-striken and with teary eyes. I don't remember a thing, except that I was still pregnant this morning. All I know is that I must be in some kind of hospital, given by the sterile smell that's surrounding me and the white, empty walls enclosing the room. Only now I register the figure standing by my bedside.
A/N: Cliffhanger! You're welcome :)
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