"What was it like?" Kian asked, resting his elbows on his knees.
Sage pulled her blanket off and leaned back. "When the machines wen flatlined, telling doctors that I was gone, I guess, the beeps were ear piercing.everything went black and I almost felt as if I was being lifted out of my own skin. I was stuck in this bubble, this bubble of blackness, and I couldn't move or speak, but I could hear everything everyone was saying." She began to cry, looking up like she was afraid she was going to be taken away again.
"Well, you scared the shit out of me. When I looked up from the ground, I was not expecting you to be sitting right there, looking at me." I held my hand to my heart.
-Flashback
"...Oh come on Sage! Wake the fuck up, don't leave me here.. don't leave Cameron here. Please Sage please!" I yelled, crying.
I cried once more and tilted my head down, cradling my temples in my hands. The sheets above me ruffled, but I thought it was just my hands moving them. When no more tears would come out, I wiped my cheeks and looked back up, coming face to face with a crying and frightened Sage. She was so close that I could hear her heartbeat.
I jumped out of the chair I was sitting in, screaming, and ran out of the door, grabbing onto the Kian and Cameron.
"What is your problem?" Cameron asked, rubbing my back. I pointed in the room and swallowed the dry lump in my throat. "Sage, she's, Sage, in there!" I pointed again, pushing Cameron more as he ran into the room.
It was silent before he shouted with happiness and ran out smiling, stopping himself by latching onto the doorframe.
"Call a nurse in here!" He shouted, crying tears of Joy.
-Flashback ends.
Sage snickered as I retold the story of what happened, stopping to take a drink of her water. "Well, I just want to say thank you, I heard what you said." She smiled, holding her arms out to hug me. I hugged her back and looked up as a pile of nurses came into the room, checking on her for the millionth time.
"Can't I be left alone for an hour?" She asked.
"Sage, you just delivered a Premature baby, and on top of that, you tapped out for about three hours." Kian stood up.
Sage's eyes widened, throwing the blankets off of her legs one again and grabbed onto Cameron, balancing herself. "My baby! I want to see him!" She shouted, rushing the nurses out.
One of them helped her into a wheel chair and they took Cameron and Sage back to the room Quentin was placed in. They told us he needed to be in a seperate room from the rest of the babies because it needed to be warmer than usual, it needed to be dark, and it needed to be extra quiet. They are hoping that if the environment he is placed in seems like a womb, maybe he will go on normally.
That also means that he has multiple tubes attached to his small and frail body.
"What if Lucy is born premie and I die?" I asked Kian, placing my hands on my stomach.
Kian stood up from his chair and sat down on the sanitized hospital bed, pulling me into his lap. "Did you see how Cameron acted? I won't act like that, of course I will be heart broken, but I will have promised to take good care of our baby girl, and fuck will I keep that promise." He kissed my shoulder.
Sage and Cameron walked back in, Kian and I scurrying to get out of her bed.
"I don't know what I could have done to prevent this, but I just know it's my fault. I had the responsibility to carry and take care of Quentin." Sage was having an argument and everyone could tell that Cameron was ready to snap at her.
He huffed and came falling down in a chair, ruffling his hand through his silky brown hair. "It's not your fault, this was our first baby and we're lucky to have him. Even if he was born extremely premature." Cameron looked over at Sage, smiling at her. She pushed back the strands of hair hanging in her face, smiling back at Cameron.
"I'm just glad to be here and okay with all of you." She whispered.
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Unsteady | Kian Lawley
Fanfic"Hold on to me, cause I'm a little unsteady." (august 1st, 2017: SECOND BOOK BEING PUBLISHED, it is called effervescence) it has BETTER WRITING and BETTER PLOTS