THE SURROGATE: A LUKE BROOKS FAN FICTION

CHAPTER FORTY EIGHT

*CHAPTER FORTY EIGHT*
*BELLA'S P.O.V*
-A FEW WEEKS LATER-
"Okay, one more push! I can see the head!" I heard a female voice shouting. I had no idea where I was; but one thing I did know, is that I was in agonizing pain! The worst pain I've ever been in! I was breathing heavily, crying and my entire face was covered in sweat. I couldn't open my eyes, but I knew that the room was full if not packed with people. Every time I tried to open my eyes, my eyes were met with blinding lights. "AAAAARRGGHHH!!!!" I screamed as I felt a more than sharp pain in my stomach. "You have to push with the pain! Come on Bella! We need to get this baby out!!" The female voice shouted more urgently this time. There was something about this voice .... It sounded so familiar! "Push!!" The voice said, and I finally recognized the voice as Dr. Dickson's, and she keeps telling me to push, so that must mean... Oh my God! I'm giving birth! "AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH" I screamed another ear-piercing scream! "Good! Now again!" "I can't!" I cried, "it hurts!!" "Yes I know! But you're so close! I'll tell you what, give us a push as good as the last one, and we'll be done!" "Okay" I breathed. Taking slow and steady breathes, I somewhat composed myself and waited for the next contraction -which came like a second later-. With all the strength and energy I had, I closed my eyes and gave an even louder "OH MY FUUUUUUUFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!" And I felt something being pulled out from between my legs, before losing all feeling completely. I breathed a sigh of relief, it was finally over. The room was dead silent; something's wrong! Shouldn't my baby be crying !? Why isn't my baby crying !? "Why-why isn't my baby crying !?" I asked frantically while sitting myself up. Nobody answered. I looked around the room, and in a corner I saw Dr. Dickson with about 5 nurses hudled around her where, I guessed, my baby was. "Why isn't my baby crying !!??" I screamed now, causing them all to turn around. Dr. Dickson, with a face like a slapped arse, now walked towards me, leaving my baby all alone with those strangers. "How can you leave my baby alone !? What's wrong with you!?" I asked her in a less-than-nice manner. She didn't answer; and her silence scared me! My heart raced beyond speeds that could be measured; I knew what was coming, buht I just wasn't ready to hear it! "Bella..." She said and reached out towards me as she approached my bed. "No! No! You can't tell me.. NO!!!" I screamed before she said anything. "I really hate to be the one to tell you this..." She spoke in between my cries of "NO!" "But the baby's..." She put her hand on my shoulder, and I slapped it away immediately. "NO! MY BABY'S *sniff* NOT DEAD! NO! HE'S JUST SLEEPING! NO! NO! PLEASE! PLEASE PLEASE TELL ME MY BABY'S GOING TO BE OKAY! PLEASE, PLEASE JUST, JUST, JUST SAY THAT THIS IS THE SORT OF THING THAT HAPPENS! PLEASE! I CANT HAVE LOST MY FIRST BABY!" I screamed, not giving a damn who could hear me! I was begging for her to tell me that it was all a joke! That they were going to give my baby in my arms right now; and that my baby would be healthy and perfectly fine... But that wasn't happening ... I looked at Dr. Dickson's face, and she couldn't even look me in my eye. I knew it was real! I didn't want to accept it! I couldn't accept it! How could I !? I had spent all these months planning and imaginary life with this baby! I had thought about the moment I could finally hold him or her in my arms, for months and months on end; and now here I was, being told that that dream will never come true. It was way too much to handle! And what was worse, is that I was all alone! My boyfriend wasn't even here! I sat with my hands covering my face, crying my eyes out; when I felt Dr. Dickson getting up next to me, and a while later, I felt her presence next to me again. I looked up, and in her arms she held...
*
"NO!" I woke up screaming and drenched in sweat. I sat up and looked at my hands, and they were shaking, it felt as though my entire body was shaking. Was that a dream!? It felt way too real to be a dream! I hastily threw the all the blankets off of me and put both my hands on my stomach and waited.... Waited for any sign of life; and so far.. I felt nothing! I kept my hand on my stomach, refusing to remove it! "Please, please, please..." I whispered, with my head bowed down rocking back and forth... I still felt nothing. I felt a sting in my eye and looked up towards the ceiling, hoping to stop the tears before they started. I removed my hands from my stomach -half accepting what I thought was obvious- and reached for my phone. I looked through my contact list and saw Luke's name. I was about to press 'CALL' when I thought again, 'you can't tell him! Knowing Luke, he'd probably be rushing over here and its 3 in the morning!' I went through my list again until I found Darcy's name. The phone rang countless times. 'Please answer! Please answer! Please answer!' I begged in my head. The only thing I was answered with, was Darcy's voicemail. It was the same with everyone else that I dialed. I gave up hope and put my phone down. I put my hands on my stomach again, and still felt nothing! I didn't know what to do with myself; but one thing I knew for sure, is that I can't just sir here! I stood up and started walking around the room after I had switched the light on. My hand was on my waist, while the other was on my forehead. I didn't know what to think! I looked down at my stomach and realized; the last thing I wanted to do, was be negative! As an optimist, I still had hope that my baby was perfectly fine. "Think happy thoughts!" I reminded myself; but it was hard to do that when I was still worrying about the fact that my baby isn't interacting with me! "Okay, sit you ass down and be positive!" I said to myself, in a Kanye West voice for some reason. I sat down on my bed, closed my eyes and wracked my brain for a perfect memory. I didn't have to think very far, because almost immediately my mind went to that very night Luke had asked me out; but I didn't think about the fact that he asked me out, no, I was thinking about what happened after that: after dinner Luke and I went for a walk around the garden, and we were speaking about the amazing life this kid would have, and then his prom came into the conversation; and I had told Luke that I never actually went to my prom -its a long story-. So Luke, who hadn't had a prom either, said, "I'm about to do the cheesiest thing ever!" and he typed frantically on his phone. After a few moments he pulled me to the center of the garden and placed his one hand around my waist, before pressing a button on his phone and then pocketing it. He put both my hands around his neck; so now we were standing in a dancing position. "Now what?" I asked, looking up at him smiling. "Just wait.." He smiled back; and not long after, I heard the familiar lyrics, 'I close my eyes, I see me and you at the prom, DJs playing my favorite song... Chaperones...' I looked up at him again as I heard these words and he smiled down at me. We started moving and then soon dancing our first dance to 'First DanCE'

I sat on the bed as I came out my memory and smiled. Low and behold -though it took me a while to actually realize- my baby was actually kicking !! Holy shit! My baby was kicking ! I have never been this fucking happy or relieved in my entire life ! "You're okay !!! " I said, already in tears. I rubbed my hands around my stomach, just taking in everything that my baby was feeding me! "Oh my gosh you're okay !" I said to my stomach, once again making myself comfortable in bed. I sat up straight, with my back against the headboard, smiling from ear to ear and still talking to my baby. "You really scared me there!" I said, and the baby kicked happily in response. "Yeah, I know you're hungry! Just give me a minute okay! I had a very stressful experience right now!" I spoke again. I was silent for a while, with my head now against the wall, looking up at the ceiling; and then I remembered! "Hey! Tomorrow, well technically, today, marks the last week inside your one bedwomb place! And its Luke's birthday the following day!!" I said, and now I was just super fucking excited! Holy shit! I was beyond excited! I had to resist the urge to just call Luke up right now! 'Calm down! Wait a few hours and then you can call him! You have all the time in the world...'