Aticm and Korosu

Chapter 55

~Korosu~
Everything was blurring together.
Surge was over by the table, setting up something.
Ashton was holding onto my hand.
Marilyn was pushing against my stomach.
I could barely take it.
When Eric was born, it didn't hurt this bad.
I don't have any idea why I'm in more pain than before.

Ashton kissed my forehead, smiling a tiny bit. "You're doing good babe. I love you." "I lo-ve you too." I smiled, gripping his hand. He squeezed back lightly, rubbing my shoulder.
"Korosu, you're doing good. Just breathe. And don't do anything yet."
I nodded, doing as he said.
Ash did seem kinda excited, but had a look of worry stuck on his face.
I was actually pretty scared myself.
Marilyn was born early, one month early.
She didn't have a heartbeat.
I've been a terrible mother already.
If she dies today, it will be my fault. Entirely.
I don't know how, but I will find a way to die.
And if she goes, I'm going down with her.

One hour.
One fucking hour of pain.
Ashton never left my side, staying close enough to help but giving me some space.
"I love you baby. You're doing great." He smiled, pressing kisses onto my face. I giggled softly, leaning back. "Oh Jesus..." He gripped my hand, kissing it softly. "Come on baby, you can get through this. Just breathe." I nodded, breathing slowly.
Surge glanced over at us. "You know, if there is a problem, we're going to have to do a c-section." "A wh-at?" I shook my head, looking up.
It would kill me.
It would finally kill me.
If I bled out entirely, I could actually die.
I was about to say something, when he put up the scalpel. "Yeah no, just trying to joke with you." He chuckled, turning back around.
So close.
I bit my lip, blood trailing down my neck.
Ash held onto my hand, softly singing amnesia. He kissed my forehead, smiling.
"Remember the day you told me you were leavin. I remember the makeup runnin down your face."
I smiled, tensing up.
"Damnit can we just get this over with already?"
"Not yet Korosu. You might actually be here a while. Sorry, but that's just how it could work. I haven't worked on many people like you."
"You worked on A-AJ before..."
"Korosu she didn't have a child that was dead. And early. Now just relax as much as you can."
I glanced up, closing my eyes.
I thought back to memories of Brooke, since it was one of the many things on my mind.
The things she caused.
The pain I went through.
She actually thought Mary and Greg were good people.
And she believed Clarissa.
That day is one I will never forget.
The way she yelled.
The things she said.
The tears in her eyes.
The bruises she put on me.
I will never forget them.
Because I still have some of them.

About a month before Mary killed me, Brooke got in my face.
Her words stung like venom.
I remember each one like I heard it yesterday.
You worthless slut!
I thought we were friends!
I never want to fucking see you again.
Don't ever go near him.
I can't believe you did that!
Fucking bitch.
Whore.
You backstabbed me!
I can't believe you Yasmin.
I fucking hate you.
She was one to talk about backstabbing.
I closed my eyes, thinking about that night she kept me at school to hang out with some guys.
The second I got home, my father was waiting at the door, hands in fists. "Where the fuck have you been?!" "I-I was at school with Brooke." He struck my face. "Never go out past the time we say to. Worthless idiot."
They all hated me.
And I can understand why.
~Ashton~
Her eyes were closed, head leaned back. I smiled softly, glancing down at her.
I was so excited, but so damn worried.
I could tell she was in a lot of pain.
And I didn't know why.
I held onto her hand, looking down at it. I was worried since her old scars looked a bit irritated.
She couldn't be doing it again, she promised me. I remember she told me that she would let me know if something was bothering her.
She promised.
I shook my head, clearing the thoughts from my mind. Surge was getting everything ready. Yasmin was gripping my hand, breathing slowly. I was terrified.
I glanced down at her, biting my lip.

Her hair was a complete mess, trailing behind her. The brightness of her eyes had dissolved into darkness, her skin glitching. She was in obvious pain, eyes closed. I wish I could help her. I really do.
I was scared out of my mind. For her, for Marilyn, that I would mess up something.
If only she were born a month later.
~Korosu~
It was almost three in the morning, and I couldn't take it anymore.
Surge glanced over at us. "Okay Korosu, you better be ready, they are almost on top of each other. Everything that should happen has, ready when you are." I nodded, glancing up at ash. He smiled, kissing my forehead. "Baby, you can do this. You did it with Eric. I love you so much." I lightly squeezed his hand, biting my lip.
The pain started up again, stronger than before.
"Alright, you know what to do Korosu."
I nodded, looking up at ash.
"You've got this baby."
I did what I did last time.
"Jesus fucking Christ..." I mumbled, gripping Ash's hand.
Everything started spinning, more blood on the table this time. A lot more.
"Don't stop Korosu, you're doing good." I nodded slowly, blood covering part of my lip.
Ash lightly squeezed my hand, kissing my forehead, smiling. "Come on baby. I love you."
My mind was going from memory to memory, mainly ones of Mary. She always hated me, no matter what I did. She acted like this great woman if anybody was ever looking, and when they turned away she was the devil. I was terrified that one day, that could be me.
"Wait a minute, don't do anything Korosu."
I looked up at ash, a bit worried. He kissed my cheek, getting the blood off my lip. "It's okay. You can do this."
"Alright, keep pushing."
I did as he said, gripping Ash's hand.
There was so much blood.
And I didn't know if it was all mine.
Goddamnit this fucking hurts. 
"Alright, one more."
I nodded, pushing as much as I possibly could, surge smiling. "Well happy birthday to this little girl."
Ash smiled, holding back tears from what I could tell, while I was smiling as well.
But soon enough, that faded.

She wasn't breathing. At all.