Forever Yours (Book 4 of 4) (Justin Bieber Love Story) ✔️

Epilogue: Finale

My legs had gone numb from sitting still for so long. I had watched them take Serrina away on a stretcher and I didn't know where she was or if she was going to be okay. She had to be okay. She just had our son. I couldn't raise him alone. I needed her.

I pushed myself off the cold tile floor and looked around. There weren't as many people here as there was before and the large windows that looked into the parking lot were dark. The sun had set and the moon was peaked in the sky. There were so many stars. I kept one hand on the walls as I wandered, following the overhead signs.

Neonatal.

It wasn't far from where I already was. I guess they wanted all the high attention areas of the hospital near each other. Less travel for the busy nurse and doctors.

Except now the halls were pretty much empty aside from the few nurses that were left to take care of the patients overnight. even then, there weren't many. Hopefully there were lots of people saving Serrina. I felt the wall turn to glass and turned my head to see a room of babies and knew I had found what I was looking for.

There weren't many babies in the neonatal area so it was easy to spot ours. He was small. Really small. 8 weeks premature was really fucking early. Even from the hallway I could see his skin was a little bit bluish and his hair was dark, like his mothers.

A woman opened a door and stared at me for a second before smiling weakly, "He's yours?"

I didn't have the energy to talk, so I just nodded and let my hand fall from the window.

"Do you want to come see him?" And then she took my arm and led me into the room. There was a bunch of different machines hissing away but no babies were crying. It was a little scary. She stopped when we got to the massive glass box that my son was inside. He had a little oxygen mask on his face and a red heat lamp on his body, "You can hold him if you'd like."

"No." My reply was a lot more firm than I had intended but I shook my head and said it again, this time softer and less snappy, "No. I cant hold him yet." Serrina had to hold him first.

She just nodded and slid a chair over for me to sit in. I fell into it and stared at the little baby that I was going to have to take home eventually and realized that I didn't remember what it was like to have a baby. Fuck, I hope Serrina remembers.

The baby - or - Jasper was sleeping. He looked so fucking peaceful... If only he knew what he had done to his mother.

Wait...

Did I really just think that?

I felt my bottom lip start to quiver and I pressed my forehead against the incubator. I was expecting the tank to be cool but it was warm against my skin. The tears that fell down my cheeks dripped onto my pants. This isn't his fault. How could I blame a baby for this? How could I blame our baby?

Serrina would probably slap me right now if she was here.

Fuck.

I lifted my head up and looked into the box before sighing and reaching my hand into one of the small holes on the sides. I hesitated but placed my thumb on his tiny leg. He flinched a little under my touch but then relaxed. I watched as he instantly trusted me and took a deep breath,. leaning back in the small chair I was already in and letting my heavy eyes drift shut.

******

Somebody shook me awake and I had to blink a few times before I could see who it was. My eyes were puffy and dry so seeing was a little painful. I had to rub my face and then look up again.

Meghan.

"Is she okay?" I sat up in the chair so quickly I felt my back pop and my eyes went a little blurry. She took a deep breath and nodded to the hallway, meaning she wanted to talk somewhere else. I ran my hands over my face and rubbed my eyes before nodding and standing up. I gave a final look at my son and followed Meghan out of the room.