*****Dinah's POV*****
"You have to cooperate Ms.Hansen." I fought against the doctors. I was in pain, but this baby could not come yet. I needed two more months. I had to be at least thirty-four weeks for this to be safe for him or her. "My baby is not ready yet. I need more medicine. Please!" They all looked at each other and came to a silent agreement. "We'll give you a higher dosage. But it has to start gradually and right now. Are we clear, Ms. Hansen?" "Yes sir. Twice a day, every day." "We'll be right back."
When the doctors walked out, I could hear arguing from outside my room. "You cannot do this shit, Camz. You've got to be kidding me!" I could recognize Lauren's distinct yelling from anywhere. "Dinah will agree with me. She'll do what's best for our baby. I know she will!" I wish I could get our of this fucking bed! I need to know what's going on. Luckily, I didn't have to. They walked in right after the thought occurred.
Camila walked over to me first and grabbed my hand, kissing it softly. "Hey gorgeous. How are you feeling?" As much as I wanted to smile at what she just said, I had to know what they were talking about. It had something to do with me baby, and I needed to know what. I don't know if everyone suddenly just forgot, but I'm the one having the baby. I should have a say in what happens to them. "What were you talking about in the hallway?"
She just chuckled and looked confused. "What are you talking about?" I sat up slowly and cringed slightly at the pain, but I wanted to be up for this. "Listen to me and listen clearly, Camila. You are my girlfriend and I love you. But the minute you mess with my baby, I will ring your neck. So you tell me what the hell you were talking about right now, or I will end you. Do I make myself clear?"
Camila nodded and gulped nervously. "I'll tell you. I was going to tell you anyway, but I wanted to wait until you felt better so you could focus on it. In fact, why don't we wait to talk about it and I go get you something to eat?" She jumped out of her chair quick, but I was able to grab her quicker. "You betta sit ya ass back down right now or I swear to God, I will wreck you." She sat down so quick. "Tell me what's going on."
Just as she opened her mouth, there was a knock on the door. "Let me get t-." I cut her off, yelling loudly. "Who the hell is it?" The door opened and I gaped at who walked through. "Is that any way to talk to your boss, Dinah?" I could barely speak. I can't believe I had just yelled at him like that. And to make matters worse, his wife was here too. Shit, I'm so fired.
"H-Hi Simon. I didn't know you were coming." I sat up and tried to get my appearance together in front of the man that writes my checks. Lauren, Simon's bae, walked over to me and grabbed my hands. "Relax dear, you're pregnant. Appearance can wait until later. Your girlfriend here should be telling you that you're gorgeous everyday anyway." I laughed and held her hands. "It's nice to see you both again. Really it is. But, why exactly right now." Simon looked confused. "Didn't Camila tell you?" I nod no, and his face goes stone cold.
"Well Dinah, I think there's been some sort of miscommunication amongst the two of you. And I think Karla should clear it up. Right now." She looked up at him, nervously laughing. "So...funny story. I called Simon yesterday when you were first in here. And...I talked to him and Lauren about a few things. And well, one thing became another and..." "And what, Camila?"
She couldn't even looked at me right now. Whatever she did, I was going to have to kill her for it after all of this. "Someone needs to tell me what the hell is going on?" Camila finally looked up at me with fearful eyes. "I know we're young... too young to properly raise this baby, Dinah. So I called Simon and Lauren...and asked them to adopt them when they're born." I just looked at them all with a very blank face.
I chuckled a little bit, shaking my head at this bullshit. "You have to be kidding me, Camila. Like really. This is so fucking ridiculous." She walked towards me slowly, holding her hands up. "Now listen, Dinah. I knew you would say that. But these two are very capable of having a child and they've wanted one for so long a-." "No." "D-Dinah" she started, "Just hear me out." "No one is taking my child. I want you to leave, right now." When no one moved, I felt anger course through me. "Get out!"
Simon and Lauren left, but Camila still stayed in the room. "Dinah. Can we please just talk about thi-." "You too, Karla" I sighed, crossing my arms over my chest. "Babe. C'mon." Oh, I hate when she does that. "What did I just say? Don't call me babe. Don't come near me. Don't decide my child's future. And don't stay in this room any longer. Get the hell out of here!"
I hardly ever yelled at her like this, and it just broke her when I did. She had tears streaming down her face and her bottom lip was quivering. "Please. I love you." I looked up at her and tried not to break. It was hard because I hated to see her sad, but she had fucked up today. "Right now, I don't know how I feel about you. So get the hell out of my room and out of my life until I can stand to be in the same room with you. I'm not dumping you, but I cannot even look at you right now."
With that said, she ran out of the room balling. And when I couldn't hear her crying in the halls anymore, I broke down too.
