Logan's POV
My eyes were heavy when I woke, the repetitive sound of the heart monitor continuously going on.
My body felt numb, fingertips barely moveable.
My neck was in a metal brace, the uncomfortable position making my body feel rigid and stiff.
I could barely speak, mouth dry and throat swollen.
I pressed on, trying to remember what the doctors had operated on, my lacerated arms roaming and feeling around my body. My fingers scathed my stomach, a sharp pain running up my center and to my chest.
Gasping out loud, I held back the tears that wanted to fall out.
Dead.
The fetus... It was dead...
I pursed my lips, shutting my eyes closed. A small sob escaped my lips, a quiet yet painful sob that rang through the room.
I heard the door unlock, a nurse walking in with someone I couldn't see.
"Lo?" I heard his low, raspy voice question.
Harry.
"I'm so sorry Logan." The door shut, leaving only us two in the room.
"You're responsible for this... Aren't you?" I croaked.
He kept quiet, moving closer to the bed, and grabbing my hand.
"I'm so sorry.." He was shaking already, eyes watering as his lower lip quivered with empathy.
"It didn't make it.." I was crying now, whimpers of stress and pain escaping my cracked lips.
He leaned in, his green shattered eyes meeting mine.
I was never prepared to be a mum, I haven't considered bearing a child at this age.. But the fetus was still a living being.. Right?
"It's my fault. I wasn't.. I want paying attention.. I-I never knew that something like that could happen so quickly... Could happen to a person you love." He cried.
"Please get out..."
"Wh-"
"Get out." My voice thundered, I had used all my strength to say that. He quietly moved away, sullenly walking out of the room.
Snapping at Harry was the last thing I wanted to do, but that was the only thing that I could do.
Time and space was what I needed, I just needed a break.. Because I knew.. I knew,
I was the one to blame...
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A Little Bit of Love Hate
Fiksi Penggemar"Wait!" Harry called, following after me, his hand grabbing mine. "Why?!" I questioned, my voice rising with frustration. A puzzled look etched into his features, his green eyes narrowing with question. "What do you mean..?" He asked, his voice ras...
