Life Is A Rollercoaster (Ronan Keating / Boyzone / X Factor) fan fiction

Eighty Four

From then on things were ok , I wouldn't say we were ecstatic. We had our ups and downs like everyone else, and Ro was a little odd at times, but we certainly weren't unhappy. And I was really looking forward to having another child with him and for Jess to have a brother or sister.

Unfortunately, as was so often the case with me and Ro, not everything went to plan.

I was in the studio in January where Adrian and Michael were tentatively writing some more lyrics for the new album, when I had the most crippling stomach pains. 

The pain was so intense that I thought I might pass out. It was like having really bad period pains, but I hardly ever suffered with that so I knew it wasn't that.

I had a sudden feeling of dread as I realised that I'd had the symptoms before, although it had only been a couple of weeks back then. 

I could feel the colour drain from my face as the realisation dawned and then I could hear Mick asking me if I was ok, Adrian looking concerned, but I couldn't speak, just rushed to the bathroom where I was violently sick.

This couldn't be happening to me again.

I put my hands on my stomach and fought back the wave of tears that were threatening to fall. I was already starting to show, Ro had had to go to the press because I'd not been able to hide it any longer. That was one of the disadvantages of being so small I guess. The pain crippled me again and I doubled over and made it to the sink just in time. 

I sat there in the bathroom for what felt like the longest time, trying to come up with some other reason why I could be losing so much blood, but it was inevitable. I just couldn't believe it had happened again.

Just before myself and Ro had gotten married I'd thought I was pregnant then back then had thought it was a false alarm. Now it was alarmingly clear, that I had been pregnant after all, but that I'd had a miscarriage. And now I appeared to being having another one.

I jumped startled by a soft knocking on the door. "Vic, are you ok?"

I stood up quickly and did up my trousers over my small bump, wiping the tears away with the back of my hand as I went to open the door. "Hey" I said quietly. There was no point in trying to hide the fact that I'd been crying, it wouldn't have worked anyway.

"Vic what's the matter? Look I'm sorry if I pushed you too hard, it's just I know you're capable..."

I shook my head "it's not that Mick. I can't...please can you take me home, I'm not sure I can face driving?"

"Sure"

We got back to my house in record time, I think Mick sensed that I needed to be with Ro, he didn't know that he wasn't there, he was at his parents for the day, had taken Jess out.

"Now, are you going to be ok Vic?"

"I can come in with you, talk to Ro..."

"I'm fine" I whispered almost inaudibly. "Thanks for the lift Mick" I got out and waved sadly as Michael pulled away, then let myself into the empty house, not sure why I'd lied to Mick. 

I didn't want to be alone, but I just wanted to be in my own house I guess. I contemplated calling Ro asking him to come home. But for some reason I couldn't do it.

Instead I picked up the phone and dialled the number of my GP, "Hello, it's Mrs. Keating...I need to make an appointment. I think I've lost my baby"