Bejeweled- The lucky one season 2

Indescribable Love

The lucky one- Bejeweled- chapter 31
Indescribable Love

Taylor's POV

September 30th

Anxiety is a bitch, but sometimes it can be helpful.

For example?

After my lawyer called me yesterday telling me to check my login and password for the foster classes I immediately sprinted into action.

I spent the night on the phone with Travis while reading the chapters and watching the first 2 videos. Of course I should've at least tried to sleep, but the prospect of hopefully holding her in a few hours made me wide awake.

I text Blake telling her to call me later and text Trav good morning.

Trav: Good morning babe. Fingers crossed for you and the baby girl to have some bonding time. Leaving for practice. Looking forward to the pictures if it happens.

Excited, I take my antibiotics and go downstairs, where I find mom flipping pancakes while humming some melodies.

– Morning mom!

– Oh hi honey. Already awake and dressed?

– Yes. I'm leaving soon to the hospital to see the little girl.– I say, barely holding back the huge smile every time I think about her.

– My baby is becoming a mom. – Mom sighs and I let out a loud laugh.

– Nah, it's not like this. I'm just happy to have a chance to protect her and let her fight for her own life.

– Which is exactly what a mom does. But if you prefer to wait until the paper says so it's okay, honey. Either way I'm proud.

I nod, blushed as hell. It's a bit too much to process.

– Well, need some help?– I ask mom, serving a glass of water for myself with some difficult. It still stings doing some movements with my fingers.

– No need, it's almost ready. But can you call your sister? I'm worried about her. She's been too quiet since she came back from that party.

– Sure, mom, I will. But I did talk to her yesterday and she just told me it's nothing. She was mad out of nothing. It’s probably just her period.

– I hope so.

About an hour later I was once again leaving to go to the hospital. In the car, I look at my hands and sigh in relief. I got new sterile dressings for my cuts in a way my fingers were more free to move and it's almost the same color of my complexion so you can barely see it from far. I'm always scared to be caught by papz or some stupid human wanting to earn some money with pictures of mine. I'm careful but there's no guarantees. Tree is alert in case someone spots me today, the last thing I need is someone speculating over why I'm with both hands hurt.

I get out of the car at the back entrance and make my way to NICU while one of my security guards hands Dr Carter and Nurse Wilson some gifts. The other follows me but he has to stop outside the NICU.

I put on the gown and sterile supplies they taught me how to put on the first time I came, and a sweet Nurse called Binns guides me through the dozens of tiny humans, a few of them receiving human milk on syringes and small cups. 

The doctor is in the baby's incubator and my heart aches. What if she's in trouble?

– Hey Miss Swift, good morning.

– Good morning, Dr. How 's this tiny?

– She just slept. She had some trouble breathing last night and we gave her more surfactant and increased her oxygen support.