Yours Mine & Ours (Book 1 of 4) (Justin Bieber Love Story) ✔️

Chapter 27: High Risk

- 17 Weeks Pregnant -

It was still dark outside when I woke up. At first I wasn't sure why.

Then I felt my stomach lurch and had to push myself up. I felt myself heave but nothing came out. I ran out the door and into the bathroom, dropping onto my knees and holding my head over the toilet.

Every muscle in my body was spasming and my legs were burning.

I felt my stomach gurgling and dry heaved again.

"Serrina?" I heard from the doorway then the light flicked on, "What's going on?"

I held my stomach and bit my lip, "I don't know."

Then I heard her gasp and watched as she turned her head, "Mom!" She screamed, "Mom! Now!" She dropped down beside me and sat me down on the floor, "Stay still, okay? Don't move."

"Why?" I panted, "Krystal, talk to me!"

She looked at me and shook her head, "You're bleeding. Just, stay still."

I glanced down and saw that my shorts were covered in blood. I placed my hands gently on the sides of my stomach and took a deep breath.

Her mom walked into the room rubbing her eyes but as soon as she saw us she ran away, hopefully for a phone.

I looked up at Krystal, "I cant lose her. She's the only thing left."

"You're not going to lose her." She mumbled and grabbed one of my hands, "I promise you that."

My stomach was cramping now and I could feel the blood bubbling out.

"Serrina," She snapped, "Look at me," I lifted my gaze from the floor and stared at her.

My eyes were starting to go blurry with tears and I couldn't stop them, "I cant do this. I cant lose Taylor."

"Taylor isn't going anywhere." She mumbled.

I closed my eyes and titled my head back.

I cant lose her.

Stay strong in there Taylor.

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Ambulances were too small. I was strapped to the bed and a paramedic was working hard at finding Taylors heartbeat. He kept biting his lip and shaking his head before adjusting himself and trying again.

I couldn't watch him after the third try. I had to squeeze my eyes closed and squeeze Krystal's hand.

When we got to the ambulance my doctor, Megan, was already waiting for us.

"Serrina, I don't want you to panic, okay? I'm going to do my best to help you out but I need you to not stress." Her voice was firm.

She was talking to me as they wheeled my bed into the ER doors and slid me into a curtained area. and ultrasound machine was already waiting for us and Megan didn't hesitate to lift my shirt up and start waving the wand over my belly.

"What happened?" She snapped at the paramedics who were standing by the bed, unstrapping me, "I need to know."

"Vaginal bleeding. It's slowing down but she was in a puddle of it when we picked her up. No fetal heartbeat, I was trying the whole way here."

Megan didn't even look up at him. She just stared at the screen and moved the wand across my skin. I watched her bit her lip then sigh and close her eyes.

"Come here and tell me what you see," She sounded peeved.

When he walked around the cot and looked at the screen he bit his lip and took a step back, "That's a heartbeat." I let out a breath I hadn't realized I was holding as he turned to walk away.

"I know your machines are smaller than mine, but that doesn't mean you can scare my patients to near miscarriage," Megan was sending him daggers with her eyes so he scurried away. Then she looked at me, "Sorry the paramedics in this city don't know how to find a heartbeat. Hers is strong and steady. I'm not concerned."

"Then what happened to her?" I had forgotten Krystal was in my room, "I thought she was going to bleed out on my bathroom floor."

"Stress." I didn't have to look at Megan. I knew she was giving me the same daggers she had given the medic, "You're going to stress yourself into a miscarriage if you don't get this all in control."

"How am I supposed to control it?" I snapped then bit my tongue, "Sorry,"

"It's fine, you're allowed to snap at me when I'm snapping at you." She sighed, "But I'm not saying it to be a nag. Your pregnancy is high risk. Stress is not good for any woman, worse for you."

"Wait, I'm high risk?" Why didn't I know that? "Since when have I been high risk?"

"You experienced a miscarriage early on but somehow were still pregnant. This is one of the biggest high risk pregnancies I've seen in a while and you're even more high risk now."

I bit my cheek and the curtain was torn open behind us. My mom was standing there staring at us.

"Stephanie, can I speak to you outside?" Megan stood up and escorted my mom outside, closing the curtain again.

"I didn't know you were high risk," I heard Krystal beside me, "I would've made you sleep on my bed if I had known you were high risk."

"I didn't even know I was high risk," I looked up at her and shook my head, "And this wasn't your fault. It's mine."

"You cant prevent yourself from stressing." She snapped then sat up straight, "This is his fault."

I wanted to tell her no, but I knew she was right. It was his fault. Justin had stressed me into almost losing my baby girl.

And he didn't even know.

"I need my phone." I mumbled and watched as Krystal reached into her back pocket and handed me my phone. I quickly opened up my texts and found Justins name.

To Justin
In the hospital. Will call and update later. We need to talk about things.

I hit send and then tucked it under my butt. That was when my mom walked in and over to me, sliding onto the small cot and holding my hands.

"I will help you get through this." She whispered and kissed my fingers, "I promise I will do my best to get you through this."

I felt my lip quivering, "Thank you."

She smiled and laid down on the bed beside me and started humming a song.