My Final Life With Zedd

Chapter 1

Selena's POV
I'm three months pregnant now. But all I can think about are my kids now. My youngest, Scarlett-Tessa is one, and my oldest, Charlotte, is nine. NINE. That means that almost a decade ago I had her. It's nine years later and I'm on my seventh baby. It's unbelievable. Seriously. I can't believe I used to be twenty-four and un famous with no kids. Now I can barely imagine that life. I mean I'm thirty with almost seven kids. Can you believe that??? Anyway, I walked around, my now five year old twins running around. They've become best friends and it's so cute. Adorable even. I just love my life.
(Three months later)
I can't believe I'm having a boy! It's amazing, stupendous, a miracle even. I smiled and as my head hit the pillow, I fell asleep.
I woke up at 2:46, a trickling feeling down my leg. Oh no, did my water break or something? I'm only six months! Eagerly, I checked my pants. Instead only water, I saw...blood. Oh no. Oh no. Oh no. I wanted to cry. I shook Zedd awake violently. "Zedd! Wake up!" I snapped. "What's wrong honey?" He asked. He looked at my pants. "Is that..." He trailed on. I shot out of bed and locked myself in the bathroom. I started crying and fell to the ground. I was crying so hysterically, I couldn't breath. "Selena, let me in." Zedd said and jangled the doorknob. "Leave me alone!" I yelled fiercely. I felt as if my heart just broke. Into a million pieces. My baby's dead. "We need to go to the hospital." He whispered. I simply got up and opened the door. I stormed outside and hopped into the passenger's seat. "Drive!" I croaked. Zedd hopped in next to me, and drove.