Quiet Like a Ghost

Chapter Nineteen: Bellatrix Sage

It's the the night before Bellatrix's due date and I wake up to Opal shaking me awake. "Wake up! My water broke!" She shouts holding her baby bump. "Ok, ok, relax. I'm going to get Ryan and Allie, grab the bag." I tell her, hiding my anxiety, sounding calmer than I was.

I walk down the hall knocking quickly on their door. "The baby's coming!" I yell when I hear shuffling within. "Oh shit! Get her in the car we're coming!"

The next few hours was a blur, getting to the hospital and trying to sooth Opal during the contractions. A monitor starts beeping loudly. "What's that for?" I ask a nurse. "The baby's heart rate is dropping. We're going to need to do an emergency C-section." She tells me quickly as other nurses push her towards the operating room.

Soon enough I'm in scrubs, next to Opal, trying to sooth her. Tears were streaming down her face, murmuring her worries. "Shh, Trixie will be ok..." I whisper to her, caressing her cheek. I was worried sick, my head could act up whenever it feels and my baby girl might not make it. It's a very slow next few minutes, waiting for the long awaited cries to fill the room.

Then she cries. "It's a girl." The doctor smiles, letting me cut the cord. There's slight bruising around her neck and the nurse tells me the umbilical cord was wrapped around her neck which was why her heart rate dropped. I nod in understanding, staring in awe of my little fighter. They wrap her up and let me hold her, to show her mother.

"Hi Lil' Trixie." Opal whispers to her, "She has your adorable nose." She tells me. I nod, kissing her quickly before taking Bellatrix to the nurses so they could check everything was ok.

A few hours later, Bellatrix was sleeping in Opal's arms and we're waiting for everyone to come meet the little miss. "Awe!" Allie cooed, coming in with Ryan. "She's so pale, is that normal?" Ryan asks, immediately worrying. "I think she got my complexion that's all. There was a scare that she wouldn't make it though, her cord was wrapped around her neck." I tell them. "Oh my."

The whole band and my parents later, the nurses take Bellatrix to her crib with all the other infants and Opal sleeps, exausted. I talk with everyone, primarily about Bellatrix and how she could've be a stillborn. It's a scary feeling, my baby girl might have died.

A few weeks later Trixie's home and I feel horrible because we learned if I don't get the right amount of sleep I'll get horrible headaches and I fainted from the pain before. I mean I get I have no power over my cancer but poor Opal has gotten barely any sleep at all because of it. Maybe when Bellatrix is a bit older I'll take Opal on a vacation, that will be nice but until then, Opal is stuck. Ryan and Allie try but since Trix's cribs in our room, Opal always wakes up and gets to her before them.

Wahh! Bellatrix cries. Opal starts to get up. "Babe, I'll get it. I was already up anyway." I tell her, pushing her back on the bed. "Ok." She nods, happy to have a break.

"Shh, baby girl... What's wrong?" I coo, picking her up. She got quiet once I did, all she wanted was attention. "Ok Trixie, why don't you come with Daddy and we'll let Mommy sleep?" I ask as if she'd respond.

I walk out to the living room, sitting down with her. "What do you want to hear about this time?" I ask, everytime I got to hold her and have it just be us, alone, I talked about things or sang. "You wanna hear about your uncles and I's time when I was in the band?" She smiles, grasping for my hair. "Is that a yes? Ok."

I talk for probably close to an hour about random tour stories before I fall asleep with her in my lap.

"Babe, go to bed." Opal shakes me awake, picking up Trixie. I nod, still groggy. "Thank you for last night." She smiles, helping me up. "No problem. I like talking to her." I smile pecking her lips quickly before going back to the bedroom.

I wake up nauseous again, running to the bathroom. Once I'm done puking, I notice how light headed I was. "Fuck..." I mumble to myself, this isn't the pills. I get dizzy and feel myself lose consiousness pretty quickly.