Baby On Board

Girl Meets Crash Pt. 2

A/N: OMG IM BACK AND I AM SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SORRY I HAVENT UPDATE IN FOREVER! THIS IS THE LONGEST UPDATE I HAVE EVER POSTED AND IM SO SORRY AGAIN THAT IT TOOK ME SO LONG

Maya
beep. beep. beep.

Thats all I heard. All I could see was darkness. All I could fell was someone squeezing my hand and drops of water falling onto my hand. I could faintly hear voices in the background, but I couldnt make out the words. I couldnt move. I tried with everything I have to move my fingers, but nothing. I laid there. lifeless.

Lucas

Its dark. I cannot hear and I cannot feel. I dont even know if I can breathe. My heart tells me yes but my body tells me no. I think of Maya. What happened to us? Is she hurt? Where is she? I want to get up and run to find her but instead my body lays still.

Maya

I'm fighting. I'm trying my hardest to move or open my eyes. I feel as if I've been fighting forever but in reality it has probably been only a couple of seconds. I mentally sighed. I want to wake up. I want to see my family, my friend and Lucas. Oh my god Lucas, I hope he is okay. I have no memory of what happened. What did happen? Wheres Lucas? I fight harder to open my eyes. I have to wake up I repeat in my mind over and over again. It was no use. I want to cry. I wanted to scream. Thoughts ran through my brain. My baby girl. Whats going to happen to her? Will she be okay? That was it. I fought and fought and fought thinking about my baby girl gave me the last shred of strength I needed. I saw light.

My eyes are open. I blinked a few times just to make sure. I looked over to see dad with his head resting on my hand that he is holding. He is crying. I feel his tears absorb into my skin. I take my other hand a place it on the back of his neck. His head shoots up.

"Don't cry daddy." I groggily trying to speak. My mouth is dry.

"Oh my god Maya." He said crying and cupping my face into hands. He bring me towards him and wraps his arms around my small fragile body. He pulls away with tears still falling off his face.

"I didnt know if I would see you again. When they called and said you had been in an accident, my heart broke." He explained. I was confused.

"Daddy what happened to me?" I asked not remembering anything that happened other than me trying to wake up.

"You dont remember?" He asked and I shook my head no.

"I'm gonna go get the doctor." He said standing up and leaving the room. What happened? How did I get to this hospital? How bad am I hurt? Wheres Lucas? What about the baby? All of these questions ran through my mind as my dad walked back into the room followed by a doctor. The doctor didnt even say a word,

"What happened to me?" I asked

"Maya, I'm Doctor Scott. You were in a car accident earlier today. You and Mr.Lucas Friar were injured and brought here." Lucas. I have to see him.

"Wheres Lucas?" I asked with tears forming in my eyes.

"My Friar is located down the hall. He just got out of surgery."

"I have to see him." I said starting to push myself up. My dad pushed me lightly back down. I groaned.

"Maya, You have 2 broken ribs and a broken leg. You also had severe cutting to the head." I reached my hand up to feel a bandage wrapped around my head. I looked down to see a white cast on my leg.

"What about Lucas?"

"Mr.Friar has some very severe injuries. He had internal bleeding which the surgery has taken care of. He also has a dislocated shoulder and broken collar bone."

"And what about the baby?" I croaked.

"Well.. We could begin running some tests but your father insisted we wait for Mr.Friar." He said motioning to my dad.

"So Lucas is going to be okay?" I asked

"Nothing is for sure Maya, but we can hope."

Hope. I hate that word. Every time I hope for something it turns out badly. I need Lucas. I need our baby. What am I going to do without either one of them? Or worse. Without both of them? My eyes water which soon turns into a full blown sob. My dad takes me into his arm and tries to calm me down. I pull away and wipe my eyes.

"I want to see him." I said looking down at my bump.

"Maya I dont-"

" I need to see him." I said looking up at my dad in anger. Not angry at him of course but at the world. Why do bad things happen to good people? Lucas is a good person. He could have left me months ago but he stayed by my side and gave up the rest of his high school and teenage life for me. Our baby is so innocent. She doesnt have a voice. She deserves to see the world. She deserves to live a healthy live. Is this the worlds way of punishing me? All I ask is that they please dont take the ones I love.

"Please." I said again crying. Dad left the room and walked back in with a wheelchair.

He carefully lifted me into the chair and wheeled me down the hall. On our way to Lucas' room we passed the nursery where all the babies that were just born are placed.

"Stop." I tell dad. I point to the nursery motioning that I want to go over there.

"Maya, Are you sure thats a good id-"

"I want to go." He pushes me over and I see little babies wrapped in pink and blue blankets squirming around in there little cubbies. I smile placing my hand on my bump. I picture my baby girl in there. With a big smile on here face with her daddy's eyes and my nose. I began to cry again.

"I need her daddy." I said looking at my bump. He comes over and kneels down in front of my wheel chair.

"I know baby." He said wiping away my tears.

"And once I have her.. I need him. I wont be able to do it alone. I know I sound greedy and there are people in here who have it way worse than I do but daddy I need them. I need them both to be okay and healthy and happy and well.. here. with me."

"They will be. They are both fighters. And I am 100% sure they are both fighting for you." He said placing a hand on my stomach. He got up and pushed me down the hall to Lucas room. As soon as I saw the doorway I started to cry. As I got closer to him I could see everything so clearly. All the cuts and bruises. He looks so lifeless. My heart broke. I barely recognized him.I grabbed his hand. It was cold and weak. I bent my head down and cried into it like my dad did with me.

"Lucas please. I need you. I can not lose you. I need you here with me and with your little girl. Please." I said squeezing his hand. I cried some more. I repeated phrases like "I love you." and "Please" over and over again. But he didnt wake up. He didnt even move. I know he is fighting to wake up.

"Lucas I know its hard. But think about me. Think about your family and friends. Think about your baby girl. She was the thing that gave me that last bit of stregnth to open my eyes and come back to everyone I love. I need you to find your strength and come back to me.. before its too late." I got that last part in and minutes later the beeping from the machine stopped. No. I thought. No. This cant be happening. I saw doctors rush in and one pushed me out of the room. I looked back at Lucas with tears streaming down my face.

"NO PLEASE. PLEASE. NO." I screamed.

Through my screams, tears and all the noise in the hospital I heard the words I never wanted or expected to hear.

"He's flatlining."