So High School

Bigger than the whole sky

TW: miscarriage, blood

Taylor woke up to an excruciating pain ripping through her abdomen. She climbed out of bed, careful not to wake Travis. She stumbled into the bathroom, locking the door behind her. As she sat down on the closed toilet lid that was when she noticed it. Her heart started racing as tears clouded her vision.

Her white pyjama shorts were stained red, and her blood was now smeared on the toilet seat. She pulled her shorts off, chucking them in the sink. She stood up, running the tap and scrubbing at her shorts, trying to ignore the pool of blood that was forming around her feet. As she scrubbed, harder and harder, it just made more of a mess, the shorts forever red. She burst into tears, resting her head down on her hands and sobbed. Their baby was dead. She had killed their baby.

Travis had awoken from all the racket, and noticing Taylor wasn't in their bed he got up and made his way to the bathroom door.
"Tay? You okay sweetie?" He asked, knocking on the door.
"I'm fine" Taylor sobbed, but Travis could obviously tell she wasnt.
"Are you crying baby? Open the door, come on" he urged her gently.
"No, go away. I'm fine" Taylor sniffled, her head still in her hands.
"Sweetheart, open the door or I'm going to have to kick it down" Travis warned her after having tried the handle and it being locked.
"I said go away" Taylor cried.
"Okay that's it, I'm going to kick the door in. You're worrying me baby" Travis told her, stepping back.
"Okay okay, wait" Taylor wiped her eyes, looking at her pale, broken reflection in the mirror once more before unlocking the door with a click. As soon as she had done that she scampered off to the corner, sitting down and clutching her stomach in pain.

"Baby? What-" Travis asked stepping into the room. He stopped in shock as his eyes took in the state of the bathroom. He tore his eyes away from the bloody shorts in the sink, from the puddle of blood on the floor and up to his girlfriend who was curled in the corner, sobbing, her body shaking.
"Oh Tay" Travis sighed, quickly snapping out of his trance. He made his way over to his girlfriend, stepping over the blood in the middle of the floor. He knelt down in front of her, reaching his hand out to touch her shoulder. She flinched away, pushing him off her.
"Go away, leave me alone" she sobbed, curling into herself.
"I'm not leaving Tay, we're in this together. You're not alone" he reached out for her again, holding his ground when she tried pushing him away.
"Go away, I'm fine, just leave" Taylor cried, her hands pushing his chest.
"I'm not leaving Taylor" Travis told her, pulling her into his chest despite her kicking and punching.
"Stop, I don't deserve this, I killed the baby" Taylor sobbed, her fighting growing weaker.
"You didn't kill the baby Tay, this just happens sometimes. It's not your fault" he held her close, his hand rubbing her back. Taylor curled into his chest, sobbing.
"Shhh, it's okay, I've got you" he soothed, whispering in her ear.

Once Taylor's cries had turned into quiet sniffles, Travis gently lifted her off his lap.
"Lets get you in the shower, yeah?" Travis asked quietly, standing up and turning on the shower. He put the temperature to Taylor's liking then started to help her undress, placing her bloody clothes in the sink. Once all her clothes were off he helped her stand, guiding her into the shower.
"Do you want me to stay with you baby?" Travis asked gently. Taylor shook her head, stepping under the flow of water.
"Okay, call me if you need me. I'm here for you Tay, remember that"

He went into their bedroom, leaving the bathroom door open just in case Taylor needed him. He called the doctor, and after telling him what was wrong their biggest fear was confirmed. A miscarriage. The doctor told him to keep a close eye on Taylor, and they could come in to check everything was okay as it could be the next day.

He went back into the bathroom and saw Taylor curled up in the corner of the shower. He turned off the water, stepping in. He helped her up and wrapped her in her favourite towel, leading her to the bedroom and helping her sir down on the bed. He got her changes into her pyjamas and retrieved some pads from the bathroom, helping her out them on.

Travis lay down, beckoning for Taylor to join him. She did, and curling into his chest she cried once again. He held her close, rubbing her back. He hated seeing the love of his life in pain.

A/N the ending was so rushed sorry!
Here are my ideas or stories I have half written, could you please comment under the ones you would like me to finish first?

Kissing another man (pt2)

So High school (reunion)

Chest infection

Cuddles 2.0

Preggo Taylor (but I need ideas for what should happen so pls leave suggestions)

Horror Movie

Thank you :)