Chance On Me

Chapter Twenty Four

Wesley Gray

I get yanked from my cozy warm darkness, to a blinding light. A deep groan comes from my raw throat, and my eyes take time to adjust to the light. I blink some, my vision clearing.

I'm in a hospital room, the boy's are facing away from me, talking in quiet voices. I can't hear them. I push myself into a sitting position, a small whimper slipping out. I glance down where the pain is coming from and my brows furrow. I have a bandage across my lower belly.

Oh my god. I had my baby.

"Where is she?!" my voice comes out panicked.

"Hey baby" Jase says, turning around and coming quickly over. "You gotta relax. Lay back down"

"Where's my baby?" my voice comes out stern and loud.

"She was really premature-" Zane starts, but i just start hysterically crying. I can't help it, and I feel like I can't breathe. I suck in, and pain floods my stomach. I cry, and pain floods me.

"You gotta calm down sweetheart" Troy's voice is gentle, as he comes up to the opposite side of my bed. "She's okay" the words don't register. So I kept sobbing.

But he keeps saying them, and all the boys say sweet things. It takes me a while to calm down, but once I do, it hits me.

"She's okay?"

"She was really premature, so she's in a nicu right now. We can see her whenever we want, but she is so little" Zane says, and this time I let him finish. I sniffle, wiping my nose with the back of my hand.

"C-Can i see her? Please "I beg, and Troy's finger tangles in my hair.

"There's no need for all that sweetheart. We can take you to see her. We just need a wheelchair. Hang tight" he kisses my forehead, and then he's leaving to go get the wheelchair.

"She's adorable," Jase smiles. "She has your nose" he runs the tip of his finger down the bridge of my nose.

"She's okay?" I ask again, my voice hoarse.

"Yeah love, she's perfect" Zane adds, holding my hand.

"You're not telling me something" my brows crease.

"Let's just see her first, okay?" Zane says, and Troy comes in with a wheelchair. He pushes it up beside the bed, and they help me get in. It's painful, but we do it. Then Troy is pushing me out of our room and down the long hall.

It doesn't take too long, and Troy's pushing me up to a small nicu. There's our little girl in there, sleeping peacefully. I watch her chest expand as she takes a breath, and I relax into the wheelchair.

She's okay.

She does have my nose. And she's so little. I can't see her eyes because she's sleeping, and she has a dark dusting of hair on her little head. She's so tiny. She's laying on her back, her mouth is slightly parted as she sleeps.

She's perfect.

I want to hold her, but I know I can't right now. Soon though.

I stay for a while, watching her breath and taking deep breaths myself. I don't know how long we will stay, until my eyes get droopy and the pain becomes so uncomfortable.

I get pushed back, and I'm back in bed waiting for more pain meds in no time.

"What are you not telling me?" I finally ask, getting comfortable in bed.

"You were out for a couple days," Jase says. "You almost didn't make it. They uh. They said having another pregnancy may kill you. We thought this one did" His voice wavers slightly. "You were in and out for the last 72 hours. You'd stop breathing"

"It was serious," Zane says.

"You passed out before they could get our baby girl out" Troy adds. "You barely made it, Wes"

My eyes sting with tears, and I swallow down the lump in my throat. The thought of leaving my baby here without me? Leaving the boys without me?

"Baby" Jase's voice is soft, as he climbs into bed beside me. He holds me, as I sob into his neck. I feel the bed dip, and more hands on me. It's not that big of a bed, so I'm surprised when I feel all the hands on me.

But they're always here for me. Always.

And I almost left them. Fuck. I cry harder, and for a long time.

—-

I guess my mom's been here a lot since i was out. She gave me some space to heal with the boys, but she's been coming back every couple of hours. I've been in the hospital for a week now.

All I do is cry.

Like right now. My mom is holding me, and I'm sobbing into her. She's running her hands up and down my back, holding me close as I let it all out.

I don't know why I'm crying anymore. I just feel so sad. So sad I almost died? I honestly don't know.

But I'm sad.

"It's okay honey" mom whispers, holding me close. "Everything is fine now" I hear her soft sniffle, and I cling harder to her. I almost left my mom.

"I'm so sorry" my voice is hoarse, and rough but she hears me. Of course she does.

"Don't be sorry honey, it's okay. You're here baby. You're alive. You're breathing. Your babygirl is alive and breathing. It was terrifying, and I never want to feel that way again. But you're here, and that's what matters" her voice is firm, but gentle. She's gentle.

"Thanks mom," I murmured, cuddling closer to her. She holds me for a while, and the tears dry up. And the sadness that was so overwhelming soaks into me, and disappears. I'm still sad, but she's right.

I'm alive. I'm here. That's what matters, and I'm gonna hold onto that for as long as I can. 

...........

Annnnd the story is close to an end. What are your thoughts on it? We've saw a lot of smut, and a lot of fluff lol. It's a bit sad of a chapter though. 

There will be a BXBXB story coming to my patreon soon :)