Just Friends (A Jacksepticeye x reader story)

Chapter 22 (Sadness of another level)

A/N-Ok, just to let you know... THIS IS A VERY, VERY, VERY SAD CHAPTER THAT WILL DEFINITELY UPSET SOME VIEWERS! GRAB YOUR TISSUES! Its a two parter BTW!

*Two months time skip*

8 months! So close! I cant wait to see my little babies. They had been kicking loads and for every scan I have gone to, the nurse has Said that they are all perfectly healthy little children. I actually am still in shock about triplets, I mean, having twins is rare, but having triplets, even more rare! My mum and dad took it extremely well. Nathan did as well. He seemed quite happy to be an uncle! These thought floated across my mind when I felt a sharp pain, like someone punching me in the stomach. I cried out as I fainted.

I was rattled awake by forces unknown. I didn't feel any hands, just metal. A metal table like structure had been placed underneath me. I opened my eyes slightly. I was moving. I could here shouting in the background. Sean! I could hear Sean! He sounded raspy, pleading almost. I heard snippets like "will she be ok?" and "Oh my god. I shouldn't have left her alone!"

"Jack?" I mouthed.

"Oh my god, Natasha, you nearly gave me a heart attack!!! What happened?"

"I dont know. I just blacked out. I felt pain though"

"Where, come on babes, we will make it through this..."

"Ow! My stomach! Oh god! Are the babies alright? What's happening?"

"It seems as if you were having some contractions. You may be going into labor. How many months gone are you?" The paramedic questioned.

"8 months now. We're having triplets..." Another river of pain engulfed me, this one larger than the last one. I screamed out.

"It hurts!!!"

"Its ok, we're going to make it. Just keep breathing."

"Ok," I breathed in slowly, trying to remain as calm as possible.

No point... The pain enveloped me once more.

Sean stroked my hair, soothingly. It was helping, but not much. I have never felt so much pain. Sean had called Mark and Regan and they were on their way. Regan said that the best thing to do was relax and wait. More pain, more doctors and more pain again. It was overwhelming. I felt myself slipping into blackness.

*2 hours later*

Sean's P.O.V

I wanted to help, I really did. But the nurses were keeping me outside the delivery room. I needed to help her. She needed me! All the screaming and shouting was deafening but I couldn't help but listen for that tiny cry of hope.

Natasha's P.O.V

Every push felt worse than the last. The pain made me feel as if I just wanted to give up... But I had to keep going, for the kids more than anyone else. They were the people I was most focused on.

"I can see the baby's head!" Shouted the midwife. I pushed and I felt the baby slide out.

"Ok, little girl, a little small. You're doing really well. Two more to go." Said the nurse. She started to cry, a feeble little cry but a cry non the less.

I pushed again and I cried out again. There's only two more to go. I can get through this. I can! I pushed again and I felt the baby being pushed out.

"Little boy, slightly bigger than the little girl. Last one now..."

In the background, the crying of my babies gave me new found hope. I wanted to be there for them.

"Come on, you are doing so well. I love you!" Sean was practically pleading me to keep going when I really felt like giving up. The pain was just too much.

I pushed one final time. The baby was born. No crying. Nothing but a disturbing quietness.

"She isn't crying. Why isn't she crying?" Sean asked for the both of us.

The midwife looked upset. "I am so, so sorry."

"Why, what's wrong? Please, tell us!" We both pleaded for her to tell us.

"Your third child, she didn't make it."

There were no words to describe how I felt. This was sadness on a whole new level.