chapter 15

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Joy POV.

Before we could walk out the door, I heard screaming for help. I quickly followed the screaming and it leads to Marilyn's room.

"Oh my God!" I panicked as I saw Marilyn covered in blood, she was hunched over her bed. The floor was covered in blood so was her hands.

"Marilyn, oh.... ELVIS!!!!" I screamed. I quickly ran towards her, kneeling down besides her.

"What happened??" Elvis quickly ran besides me.

"I don't know." I sobbed.

Elvis picked Marilyn up, she wrapped her bloody arms around his neck. He quickly walked downstairs.

"Call the doctor!" I demanded. Everyone was rushed around me, the kids were crying besides me. I held Marilyn's hand tightly.

"Oh god,keep your eyes open! Please Marilyn please!!!" I sobbed as her eyes dropped.

The one person that wasn't here was Red and he was the person that was to blame.

10 minutes later the doctor was here, me and Elvis waited outside her door for another 20 minutes.

"I'm nervous Elvis, I don't even know what happened." I cryed , Elvis held me tightly.

"Ma'am, can I see you for a second?"the doctor opened the door, I looked at Elvis before walking in.

"Do you know what happen.?" I ask as soon as he closed the door.

"She had a miscarriage, it was from too much stress." He informed me.

"Well is she gonna be okay? " I questioned.

"From time yes, all we can do is wait." He says.

I nodded as he left me alone, I walked over to Marilyn. She looked so helpless in the bed.

"Joy..." She whispers.

"I'm right here." I smile.

"I feel so stupid, and I'm sorry I had an affair with Elvis. I didn't mean for this to happen." She cried.

"Hey, it's okay. Your gonna be fine." I said, calming her down.

"I just feel so bad, I put your family on the line. I shouldn't have done that." She cried.

"Its doesn't matter know. Your okay." I kissed her forehead.

"So, where's Red?" I asked.

"We had a fight,then he left. That's when I screamed." She whispers.

"Its okay now." I say, hugging her close.

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