Always and Forever (Kendall Schmidt Fanfic)

Chapter 80

Chapter 80:  

I felt off. I ran into the restroom and sat down on the toilet. I looked down and saw blood everywhere on the white tile floor. I didn't understand. What was happening? You don't get your period when you're pregnant..... Right? Yeah, that's why people think pregnancy is so great until month nine right? That's when the baby comes! But my story is different. I felt a popping within my stomach and I felt woozy. I heard the water in the toilet slush and move as I felt things leaving my body that probably shouldn't have been. I hurried and stood up as one of my baby's left my body and hit the floor. Blood, Tears, and screams filled the apartment. I fell to the ground. My natural instinct was to hold the newly undeveloped baby in my arms. I screamed, tears of agony falling freely. "NOOOOO!" I screamed closing my eyes and hearing the second baby fall with a thud. I forgot the physically pain. All I knew was the emotional toll on my soul. On my heart. I wasn't going to have a full heart again. Kendall was all I needed, or so I thought, until I grew to love these baby's whom were growing inside of me.

I could heard my dad running into the bathroom and yelling my name. I cried grasping both my children in my arms clinging their unready bodies to my chest. Tears streaming down my face, I felt broken. My fathers panicked voice ran out at a fast pace, muffled by my tears. I didn't have anything else to say. My baby's were born, but they weren't ready. They were my baby's. they weren't ready yet. Why God?!?!?! I screamed for an hour until I heard my father leaving the bathroom. I could hear Kendall in the living room running into the bathroom followed by my dad. Kendall instantly started crying but came to my aide.

"Babe, please we have to be strong." He told me, wiping my eyes free from tears even though they kept coming from both of our eyes.

"No! They aren't ready!" I yelled at him hysterically. My dad had someone on the phone in the bedroom. Kendall looked pained. I felt myself losing the will to fight this life anymore in those moments.

"They weren't ready Kendall." I whispered pathetically through my tears. He closed his eyes taking a shallow crying breath. He took my head and held it to his chest as he knelt on the tile floor. Why me? Why my children? More importantly, why my dads grandchild? Why my future in laws grandchildren? And my future husbands children? Why? I knew this day would forever be imprinted on my brain as the worst day of my life, maybe in history. The worst day, always and forever.