*****Dinah's POV*****
"Ms. Hansen. You have to be still as possible. We're going to do our best to help you but you have to cooperate." The doctors were running around me and moving so quickly that it made my head spin. Everything was happening so fast.
I couldn't even decide what to think about at a moment like this. My baby could die right now. I could die right now. Shoot, we both could. Camila wouldn't be able to go on without both of us. After what I had done with Lauren, I doubt she would want to speak with me again. They had to save the baby.
As the doctors put the oxygen mask over my face, I grab one of their wrist to pull them close. "P-please. Save the baby." He looked at me with a sympathetic face and nodded. "I-If I d-die, all custod-dy goes to Karla Camila Cabello Estrabao.
"You have my word, Ms. Hansen."
After that, the medicine started to kick in. My vision started to give out. I caught a few images of frantic doctors and scalpels and other medical supplies.
Right before I lost all consciousness, the doctor I spoke to before grabbed my hand and talked to me. "We will do everything we can to save you both. That girl out there loves you, and we will get you both the family you've been waiting for. It's not your time yet, Ms. Hansen. Not yet." With that said, everything went black.
I've had a near-death experience before. At that time, I felt safe. I was with Brooke, and she made me feel like everything was going to be okay. I was never scared of what was to come when I was with her. At the time we were together, she was my safe haven.
This felt completely different. It was dark, cold, and nearly silent. I could hear my steady breathing, beeps from the heart monitor, and a heartbeat. As calm and serene this setting should have been, I felt so scared.
I didn't want to die. I didn't know what was going to come in the afterlife. As far as I know, Mila is my purpose. She's my reason to live and love. Without her, life wasn't worth living. After seeing how she reacted to my disappearance, I knew it would be the same for her.
The slightest of sounds continued in my ear. The monitor and the heartbeat were so far off, meaning that it wasn't mine. I was hearing my child's heartbeat. I could even go as far and say that I could feel it. Maybe it's just a mother thing, but I can feel my child's lifeline running through me. Our heartbeats were in sync.
Those sweet, calming sounds were interrupted by loud and sporadic beeping. I could hear people start to run around me, frantically grabbing tools and working on my body. Through all of this, I could do nothing but wait. Wait for them to try and save my life. Again, I was at a point where I didn't have control.
Then, in an instance, my body went into shock. The blackness turned into the familiar white light that I had seen before. A light I had seen too many times in my life. Only eighteen, and my life was turning into nothing but a near-death experience. Except, I didn't appear in the white room between life and death.
I was standing in the hospital, in the waiting room with the girls. Normani was holding Ally, and Lauren held Camila. All four of them were bawling their eyes out. "What's everyone crying for? I'm okay." I walked up to them, but no one acknowledged me. "Guys! I'm standing right here! Why can't you see me?"
Just as I was about to try to talk to them again, I felt a type of coldness run through me. Turns out, that wasn't the only thing that walked through me. The doctor now standing in front of me had walked through my body. I was never here. Just a silent observer of the life of my loved ones.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Cabello" the doctor said, getting down on one knee to face her. He grabbed one of her hands as she started to cry. "We did everything we could to save Dinah, but she just couldn't pull through. She told us to save the baby... and we did. Would you like to see her?"
Camila looked up, tears still pouring heavily from her eyes. "Please. I want to hold my baby." I had to watch as Camila walked to my hospital room. I followed, seeing them unplugging me from the machines. Camila almost broke down at the sight. "Your baby is in a incubator right now, but only for the next week." "I can't even hold my baby?" Mila walked up to the glass of the incubator, pressing her hand against it. "Can I get a minute please?" The doctor just nodded and left.
Camila walked over to me first, kissing my forehead. "You did it, baby. She's here and she's going to make it. I bet when she opens her eyes, she'll look just like you. With those gorgeous light brown eyes that I'm going to miss waking up to." She broke down in tears and I cried watching her, trying to rub her back and hold her. But all I could do was watch. "I'm going to name her Brook. Brooklyn Hansen-Cabello. Yeah, I'm willing to put my name second. The middle name will work itself out after I call our parents to give them the news. I love you so much, Dinah. And I'm going to raise that beautiful baby girl like you would. I'm not amazing. Shit, I'm barely average. But for the baby, I will be the best mother I can be. I promise, Dinah. I promise."
The time flashed forward, and we were in chapel surrounding a casket. My family was crying with the girls, their parents, and some close friends. Camila was a wreck. She cried hard into Lauren's shoulder, while Ally held our baby. It was terrible. The picture next to the casket was of one of me and Mila's many selfies. She was alive, so I knew it had to be for me.
"Now. The girls of Fifth Harmony would like to perform a farewell song to their friend and band mate." Ally handed the baby to Mrs. Hansen, and then they went up to stage. The girls all stood at their microphones silently, trying to compose their emotions for right now. Lauren spoke before they sang. "Dinah was a type of person who brought happiness wherever she went". "She was amazingly talented and she always stayed true to who she was" Ally said next. "Dinah was my girl. We loved Beyonce more than life some days. More importantly, she was my best friend. Dinah loved life and was so carefree, that I couldn't help but follow her happiness. Because of her, I'm a happier person."
Camila wiped her eyes, taking a deep breath before she spoke. "Dinah loved unconditionally. I never thought I could find someone who would love every little detail about me. She loved me when I didn't love myself. And for that, I owe her all the happiness I've had, and every ounce of happiness that is to come."
I could barely keep in my own tears seeing them like this. And then when they started to sing... I just broke down. "Where do broken hearts go? Can they find their way home? Back to the open arms, where the love is waiting there." It got even worse when Mila came to her solo and she couldn't even finish it. She just started to cry so hard that she lost her voice. The girls pulled her into a hug, holding her while they finished the song. "Rest in Peace, Dinah" Ally cried, and then the scenes switched again.
I was standing in the house that Simon had bought for us. "Brooklyn Hansen- Cabello. Stop running around this house!" Just as I was about to turn around and look for her, Brooke ran through me with Camila following behind her. "You can't catch me, Mommy!" She was so beautiful. Through the grace of God, she looked just like me. But from this, it seemed like she acted just like Mila.
"C'mon baby girl" Mila cried, panting heavily from running. Brooklyn turned around and stopped running, walking up to her Mommy. "I'm done, Mommy. We can go now." Camila smiled widely and picked Brooke up, leaving kisses all over her face. "We're gonna go visit Mama's family." "And see Mama's angel rock?" "Yes. That too."
I watched every little stage of her life without me in it. Camila stepped up in every aspect that she said she would. She raised Brooke to speak both English and Spanish, play guitar and piano like we did, and then to get a scholarship to Julliard, the school of performing arts. Mila lived her life, never marrying or being in a relationship with anyone else. And at the age of 68, she joined me in heaven. She had made it all the way through without me, but I was never forgotten.
After seeing their lives play out, light filled my eyes and I was back in the hospital. I walked out of the room again, to the same scene playing out from before."I'm sorry, Ms. Cabello" the doctor said, getting down on one knee to face her. He grabbed one of her hands as she started to cry. "We did everything we could to save both of them, but we could only save one. She told us to save the baby... but we just couldn't. Dinah's awake and well now. Would you like to see her?"
Wait...What the hell?
