Aliana P.O.V.
The twins were home for two week and now we're back in the hospital because my baby felt the need to make her appearance. I walk around the hospital room. Never again, I'm not doing this ever again. Forget how much ever kids I wanted, I'm not going through this pain again. And the worst part is I'm only 3 centimeters dilated. I breath. "You can't have the ice chips yet" my nurse says. "The nurse said you can't have the ice chips yet Aliana" Jerome says. "Jerome I heard her!" I yell. He quickly sits down. "I'm sorry" he says quickly. I roll my eyes and get into the bed. "It's normal" the nurse tells Jerome. I close my eyes. Why me?
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"Aliana" Jerome whispers. I ignore her. "Aliana" he says again then pokes me. I open my eyes and look at him. "Why are you all the way over there?" I ask. He's by the couch now. "I thought you were going to yell at me or throw something" he says. I sigh. "Here's your ice chips" he says putting them on my bed and quickly backing into the corner. "I'm not going to do anything" I mumble. He slowly starts walking over here. I groan. He runs back into his corner. I ignore him and start eating my ice chips. "Jerome where's Nia?" I ask. I was hoping she'd be here soon. I texted her but she never answered. And her mom isn't answer either. "Oh, I think I should tell you later" he mumbles scratching his head. "Tell me what?" I ask. He doesn't say anything. "Tell me what Jerome?" I ask. He sighs then bites his thumb. "Come on, where is Nia. I want her to be here" I say. He stands up. "Jerome!" I yell becoming impatient. He pulls a chair next to my bed and grabs my hands. I pull away, I don't want to be touched right now. He grabs my hands again. "Jerome sto-" he cuts my off. "Nia passed away last night" he says then kisses my hands. I stare at him. "Are you lying to me. Trying to prank me?" I ask in disbelie. "Why would I lie about this Aliana?" He ask looking down. I see a tear drop off his face. Is he really being serious? He sniffles then covers his face. "I was trying to not think about it until after the baby was born. I didn't want to stress you" he mumbles standing up. He sits on the couch and covers his face. I cover my mouth as I start to cry. I let everything go. I wasn't ready for her to leave. This is impossible. She was supposed to be here so she could meet her little cousins and help me with her. She was just here no more than a week ago all smiles and now he's telling me she's dead? I can't believe it. She looked so happy and healthy and beautiful. She thought she wasn't beautiful because her hair did start to fall out so they had to shave it off but she still looked beautiful. She's such a beautiful, amazing, genuine, kind, funny, smart girl. When I came to my senses all I knew was that they were putting my babygirl on my stomach. Did I give birth in a daze? I don't even care. I'm happy but sad. I'll try to push her death to the back of my mind for now. Today is my daughters day. "Why isn't she crying?" I ask. They quickly take her away. I guess Jerome already cut the umbilical chord. "You took that like a champ" Jerome says. "Is she okay?" I ask. "I hope so" he mumbles. God if you're listening please don't take my babygirl away. You just gained an Angel lastnight. If someone has to die right now take me and leave her with her father. I know Jerome will take good care of her. I just want her to live and enjoy life, even if I won't be in it. God please if you can hear me just leave her here with her dad. Amen.
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I open my eyes but quickly close them. Am I in heaven? Did I really die. The bright light shines through my eye lids. Or am I still in the hospital? I wonder how she looks. I bet she's beautiful. Ofcourse she is, do you know I am. I open my eyes again and allow them to adjust to the bright light. Oh Thankyou God I'm alive. Wait if I'm alive then......I sit up and look around the room. I look on the couch and see Jerome chuckle and holding a tiny little babygirl in a blanket. Yes, shes alive. I touch my chest. He looks up at me. "You're awake" he says. "What happened?" I ask. "You had PTS" he says trying to remember if it was correct. "So I basically scared myself to death?" I ask. "Nah, you just scared yourself out of consciousness" he says. "But anyway, would you like to meet our daughter?" He ask. "Yes please" I say sitting up. He gets up and walks towards me while looking down at her. He carefully hands her to me. Oh she's so precious. "Hello beautiful" I whisper. I look up at Jerome as he smiles down at her. Wow, this is crazy. I never thought I'd be a mother this young. But honestly, I wouldn't change it for the world
