Once Again

Troubled Cries

(Zayn's POV)

Fear....everyone has fears, if you say that you don't, you're fucking lying to yourself. It doesn't matter what you're afraid of, it can be a object, person, or even yourself.

What I'm most afraid of is losing Taylor. I have nothing left to loose if I lose her. It scares me, she always says not to worry because she's immortal, and she won't leave me.

But the thing is nothing is ever truly immortal. There are still things that can kill both of us. Like fire, or for her this pregnancy.

As soon as the doctors put her in this room and started operating she passed out and that scared me.

The doctors ushered me out of the room and told me that I can watch from the operation window above the room. I'm currently sitting in a chair directly in front of the window so I'm looking down at her.

They are cutting her open and manually taking the baby out due to her unconscious state. I'm watching intently with my hands folded together.

I can't loose her, because our baby is like one of us in a way, this pregnancy could cause me to loose her, I won't be able to take care of this baby alone.

What if I loose her or Olivia, I won't be able to handle it. I hear the flat line go off and I stand up immediately with wide eyes. "Whats happening?!?" I shout but no one hears me.

I see the doctors rushing around and the heart monitor reads zero. My eyes widen and I gulp feeling the air get hot. I slam my fists on the glass and shout. "DO SOMETHING!"

I punch harder and harder each time and the glass cracks in several spots I slide down the glass crying. "Do something!, you you have to save my them!!"

I scream as my voice gives out. I run out of the room and down the stairs as fast as possible to get to them. I push the door open and the doctor shouts.

"Get him out of here!" I growl and shout. "Save her!" The overwhelming smell of her blood is driving me insane. I cover my nose as I cry.

She needs to stay with me....she just has too. A nurse shoves me out of the room gently as I stumble into a wall. She holds my shoulders there.

"Sir, you need to stay cal-" I glare at her feeling my fangs spread. "You want me to stay calm!" My voice gets an octave lower.

"MY WIFE IS IN THERE DYING AND YOU WANT ME TO STAY CALM?!?" She screams out in pain and crumpled to the floor. My eyes widen and I back away from her. I didn't even touch her...

I wipe my eyes and she looks up at me in fear. "W-what are you?!?" She crystals in the floor and I bend down. "I-I'm sorry....I didn't mean-" she crawls away quickly and then runs down the hall.

I let out a sigh and let the tears fall. "I hurt someone....my wife is dying and I can't do anything about it!" I yell at myself. I listen through the door and hear Taylor's heartbeat again.

I let out a big smile and let out a breath and more tears. "Thank you...thank you." Her heart beat is faint but it's there, and that's all the hope I need.

I then hear a rapid heart beat. My eyebrows furrow and then I hear it. The first cries of a newborn....

My glossy eyes widen and I have a look of awe on my face. "Olivia." I hear footsteps and I stand up from the floor. The doctor opens the door and smiles at me gently.

"Your wife had a good delivery sir, your baby is fine." I smile nod. "A-and my wife?" The doctor smiles gently and says "your wife will be fine sir, we have to stitch her up and she has to stay here for about a week."