Bad Boys Need Love Too( A Dean Ambrose Fan Fiction)

Chapter 63

Sarah's POV

I started to pace the parking lot of the Hospital, wondering how something like this could have happened. I swear she had a fake belly, so how the hell could she be bleeding like that? I sighed and leaned against Jon's car.

I guess I should go in and find out what actually happened.

I then started to walk towards the doors of the hospital, ready to face horror.

Renee's POV

I sat on the hospital bed pretending to be in pain. God I didn't think it would go this far. Now I have to somehow convince the doctor that I'm fine and move along.

"How are you feeling Ms. Paquette?" The doctor asked me, as she examined some papers on her clip board.

"I think I'm getting better but I still feel some pain" I said, holding my stomach. The real one that is. I had to take the fake one and throw it away while I was in the bathroom a few minutes ago.

"Good to know the antibiotics are working" she smiled, looking my way, "As soon as I get back I will check check to see if your still doing alright"

I nodded as she walked off. Sighing, I dropped my arms down to my sides and started to think. Was this really necessary?

Sarah's POV

"Jon, say something, you can't really be mad at me-"

"Stop talking to me please" he huffed, as he continued to mess around on his phone.

"So your taking her side now?" I asked, starting to become angrier.

"I'm not taking anyone's side, Sarah. I honestly don't know whose side to take right now. Seems to me you both are lying" He sighed, rolling his eyes.

I sighed also, looking around the half filled waiting room. He's right, I mean who knows, I could've been lying to myself when I thought she was faking it.

"Look, you know I would never lie to you. Ever." I paused, returning my attention back towards him, "but if you still aren't sure and still mad at me that's fine"

"Yeah ok" he mumbled under his breath.

What's gonna happen now? Is he gonna hate me forever. Ugh, why is my life so complicated.

Sitting back in my chair, I began to watch the crappy TV show they had on.

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After an hour or so, the doctor came and told us we could go in. I decided on staying, thinking I'd just be better off staying here.

But what happened next wasn't what I expected to happen....

As I was fumbling with a flimsy magazine, I felt a hand grab my arm and pull me up. Looking up I saw a pissed Jon.

"W-whats wrong?" I asked, startled.

"We're leaving-"

"What about Renee?" I asked, wondering why he suddenly doesn't care.

"Let's go" he demanded.

"No, we can't just leave her here" I said, surprised by the words that just left my mouth.

"Since when did you care?" He asked, making me wonder the same thing.

"I-... I don't know" I said.

After a moment of silence, my hand was grabbed and we left.

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"What happened?" I asked for the fifth time.