Emma's p.o.v.
my phone starts blaring my ringtone, waking me up at the lovely hour of 2AM. i groan, before rolling over to answer it.
"hello?"
"hi, Ms. Dallas. so sorry to bother you at this hour, but your brother is awake."
i sit straight up in bed, causing Jack to roll over. "okay, great. I'll be right there." i hang up the phone and get out of bed.
i wake the boys up, and we are all in the car 15 minutes later. pulling up to the hospital, i can't keep a smile off my face. im so happy, i knew he'd wake up, i just didn't think it'd be so soon.
i walk into the hospital and we all pile into the elevator, me standing next to Jack & Hayes. i can't help but get excited thinking about my brother finally being awake, it hasn't been long that he's been out, but it's weird without him in the house.
we all enter Cameron's room, to see his eyes open and he's sitting up chatting with a doctor. "Cam..." i feel my eyes start to get teary and my throat grows a lump. "im so happy you're okay" he looks up at me, his face showing both happiness and guilt.
"emma. i am so sorry." he chokes out, his eyes watering and his arms open waiting to embrace me. i run into his arms, sitting on the side of the bed and laying my head on his chest allowing the few sobs to leave my mouth. "shhh it's okay. it's okay." he strokes my hair, holding me tight.
"i was so worried about you." i whisper into his chest, finally getting up and letting the other boys in to hug him.
a doctor pulls me out of the room while all the boys are talking to Cameron. "hi miss Dallas, so Cameron is dealing with a lot of guilt and he's kind of struggling with this. he'll be good to go home probably tomorrow evening. I'll give you his dietary restrictions and what not then." he turns away and walks down the hall.
the following day
G's p.o.v.
"wake up babygirl, i have food for you." i wake emma and place the tray of breakfast i made for her in her lap.
"awh bugs, chocolate chip waffles, my favorite" she kisses my cheek and begins to dig in. "why are you doing this for me?" she asks, her pink cheeks filled with waffles.
"because you're my girl and i love you?" i say back to her with a little chuckle. her cheeks go from pink to bright red and she looks down at her food.
"i love you too." she mumbles with a small smile.
a half hour later, emma and i are laying in bed, just chatting about nothing. "let's go." i state, starting to stand up.
"to where?" she rolls over to look at me from the bed.
"hmm...our spot?" by our spot i mean the little secret beach we went to a little while back.
"yeah!" she jumps out of bed and skips into her large closet. she emerges 2 minutes later fully dressed and ready to go.
the ride there is peaceful, Emma's music is playing and my hand rests on her thigh. I could've driven like this forever.
we pull into the beach and I park the car. I remember the last time we were here, how we fucked in the back of my car. the blood rushes to my thighs and I quickly try to think of other things. "wanna go swimming??" she smirks climbing out of the car. she takes her clothes off leaving her in a black bikini.
I follow her and we both walk into the cool California water, hand in hand. we play around, splashing each other and whatnot.
an hour or so later, she decides she's ready to leave so we get back in my car and start to head back. over her music, I head her kinda groaning and grunting. I turn the music down and look at her, "babe, are you okay? what's happening?" I pull over, and turn to her.
"I think..I think somethings..wrong" she gets out in between grunts. "we should go..to the hospital." she throws her head back squeezing her eyes shut. worry runs through my body and I take off, headed for the nearest hospital.
"somethings wrong with my fiancé. she's pregnant and she's in pain." I tell the nurse at the front desk, she looks up at me.
"yes sir. let's get her in a wheelchair and we'll take her back" I set her small body in the chair and she grips the handbars with white knuckles.
we get into the room, and Emma removes her shirt, revealing her very small baby bump. she lays on the chair and the doctor begins the ultrasound. "oh, let me grab the doctor." the nurse gives us a sympathetic smile and leaves in a rush.
the doctor comes in and gives a smile, he continues the ultrasound and his face drops. "what? what's wrong?" Emma sits up, her face twisted with confusion.
"there's no heartbeat...I'm so sorry Ms. Dallas.." the doctor places his hand on Emma's shoulder. my heat falls and I can't speak. I look at Emma, only to see her eyes teary and her face is pale. she stands up, puts her clothes on and leaves the room.
"I'm so sorry." the doctor says again before leaving me all alone. I sit in the chair, putting my face in my hands. I want to cry, but I can't. I know I have to be strong for her. I stand up and trudge towards our car.
when I arrive at the car, I see emma sitting in the passengers seat. her head rests on the window and tears soak her face. as soon as I open the door, she looks over to me. "hi..." she squeaks.
"hi babe.." I put my hand on her leg and she stifles a sob. "it's okay, Emma. hey, it's okay." I try my best to comfort her, knowing it most likely won't work.
she looks up at me, her eyes bloodshot, "I'm so sorry, Jack. I'm so sorry." she sobs again, this time harder and she doesn't stop. why is she apologizing???
"Emma. look at me." her head lifts up and her eyes meet mine, "don't apologize for this. this is no where near your fault. don't you think for one second this is your fault, or that I am angry at you. I love you so much, okay? don't feel bad about this. you had no control over it."
soooooo sorry it took literally 8 years to update but :-)))) if you don't understand what just happened, Emma miscarried the baby. lemme know what y'all think ❤️
