The Missing

15. Baby Girl

Taylor's POV

It's 4 months after I found out that I was pregnant and you can see that I am pregnant because my stomach is so huge. John hasn't been raping me for a long time, and that is good. Probably the only good news I have ever had in a very long time. I wake up with sharp pains in my stomach, I start crying. "Help." I say but barely anything comes out because I'm having trouble breathing. I'm freaking out. What is going on? Why is this happening? I don't know what to do. I lay in bed crying. I feel soaked. I uncover and see my bed is covered in what seems to be water. Oh my god. "No. No, no, no" I repeat over and over again. I am thinking and crying so much that I have a headache. Something doesn't feel right. "John please help me." I say as loud as I can. A couple minutes later John comes in the room. 

"What?" He asks, his voice is cracking because he is tired. He notices what is going on right after he asks. "Oh my god." He says and jumps back. For a moment I see a normal person being scared. This is something I have never seen John like, normally he is a monster. "Oh my god." He says again. "Wait one second." He says and then runs away. This is it, I'm going to die here.

John's POV

I can't believe this, what if Taylor dies like my wife did? I won't be able to handle that. I hate this so much, it makes me so mad. I run downstairs. I don't have any clue on what to do. I have only seen one baby being born. I need Jenna and Becca to come up here. I swear if they run I will kill them. It makes me so mad how they all act, I just want them to listen to me. 

I get in the basement and unlock the door that Becca is in. "Get up now." I say quickly and she jumps. I grab her shoulder and then go to Jenna's door and also open it. Jenna is leaned up and looking my way. "Come on." I say and she gets up and I rush them both upstairs and into the room were Taylor is. 

"Taylor." Jenna says and starts crying. There is no time for this. 

"Help her." I tell them. Becca looks like she is going to be sick. 

"What is going on?" Becca asks.

"She's having a baby fucking help her." I say and kick the wall. I am going to fuck everyone up if this baby don't come out alive. "They both better live or else I will kill you!" I yell not knowing what to do and letting my anger out. 

I pace by the door for a minute thinking then I go out to get some towels. I rush across the hall and grab a stack of towels then go back into the room, I hear the baby crying. Oh my god, this is it. I walk into the room and Taylor is crying still and Becca looks even more sick and Jenna is holding the baby. It is a little girl. I am going to let Taylor name her. I give the towels to Becca then I walk out of the room locking the door. I go into my bedroom and try to take my mind off of all of this. Taylor just had her first baby, and it is my daughter. 

A/N 

Yes this was a shorter chapter, but I'm trying to hurry and it is 3 in the morning and I haven't gone to sleep yet so sorry. I hope you all enjoyed and once again I will be discontinuing this book soon. 

*Plus I noticed that it hasn't been John's POV in a long time aha*