The Trapped Ones.

12. Feet Don't Fail Me.

"Don’t make me sad, don’t make me cry. Sometimes love is not enough and the road gets toughI don’t know why" -Lana Del Ray

 

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Raina

I woke up with tubes stuck in my nose and needles in my veins. I was confused by the bright lights that seemed brighter than need be. I squinted a bit trying to get used to the setting. I coughed trying to get someone, anyone's attention but no one came. Where the hell am I and why is it so damn bright? Where's Cameron and Bryan? I heard beeping and looked around. It was a heart monitor, I was in the hospital? What the hell am I doing here? My head felt like someone was punching me in it and my stomach ached. I saw a red button and pushed it. A nurse walked in and  gave me smile. I was too weak to smile back so I waved my hand. "Glad to see your awake Miss. Would you like some water?" I nodded my head and took the small cup of water from her. I cleared my throat as soon as the water went down. "Thank you." She smiled. "Your husband and child are waiting outside, would you like for me to get them." "Yes please. By the way, why am in here?" "Honey, you were shot in the stomach, but the doctor will be in to talk with you." I smiled at the elderly  woman. "Thank you." She nodded and walked out. I ran my hand on my belly and winched at the amount of pain I was having.

Bryan walked in with a sleeping Cameron on his right shoulder. I gave him a weak smile and he sort of glared at me. "Raina,what the hell were you thinkin' man?" That's the first thing he says to me? Not even a hi, how are you, nothing." I scrunched up my face and rolled my eyes. "Yeah, I'm still alive, thanks for asking, your too kind." I said sarcastically. He put Cam down on the couch in the room and looked at me. "I told you Raina, I fucking told you not to leave the car and what do you? Huh? You wanna be Mrs. bad ass!" He slightly yelled. "Just get out if your gonna yell at me, I really don't feel like hearing that. I can't take the shit back, you act like you the one sittin up in the damn hospital bed!" "Nah, I ain't, but the mother of my kids is!" "Kids?" He shook his head. "Yea, your pregnant and that nigga shot you right in the stomach, so I don't know if the baby's still alive." I felt a tear stream down my face and burst out into tears. This has to be one of the stupidest things I've ever done, but I just couldn't help it, I was worried about him. 

"I'm sorry Bry, I was just worried." I sobbed in his chest. He rubbed my hair and kissed my head. "We just gotta be positive about it, iight?" I nodded my head not moving from his drenched shirt. 

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'll come back." We looked up at the same time. "No you can come in."  I wiped my tears and fixed my hair before giving the doctor the warmest smile I could muster up. "So Ms.Tanner hows the pain in your stomach?" I looked unsure of what I should really say. "It hurts  when I touch it and move too much, but nothing extreme." I told him honestly. He wrote some notes in his pad and looked back up at me. "Well that's normal due to you being shot. Were you aware that you were pregnant at the time?" "I had a feeling, but I wasn't confirmed." He looked down at the notepad. "Well, it says here that you lost a baby." A baby? What? I was having twins? "A baby? There were two?" He nodded his head. "Yes, your about three weeks, so we can't see much, but there was definitely two babies when you started off. Due to the shot to the stomach one of them was shielded by the other, so the one shielding died. I'm sorry." I shook my head not wanting to hear anymore. Soft tears rolled down my cheeks, blurring my vision. I didn't want to talk anymore. This was all my fault and I can only take the blame. "Thanks doc, is there anything we should know?" Bryan talked as I laid down turning my body away from the two men. "Well, the baby is perfectly fine, all I need is for her to go to her doctor and get better information on the baby, but everything seems perfectly fine. She can be released today." "Alright, thank you again." "No problem, I'll get one of the nurses to bring her release forms to you." 

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"Rai, you gotta talk."  We were now at my condo, I was laying in the bed looking out the window with my back facing Bryan. I didn't want to talk my actions are what got my baby killed and I can't stand to say a word. I don't want to here myself. I just snuggled more into the fluffy comforter and tried to sleep,but Bryan wasn't  trying to have that. He climbed in bed and wrapped his arms around my frame. I tried scooting away, but he would just pull me closer. "I know how you feel right now Rai, I feel the same way. I lost a child today too. I don't want to lose my wife next." I turned around in his arms with tears streaming my face. He wiped the tears away. "Do you hate me?" He sighed. "Nah, I don't hate you, I'm a lil angry, but I'll get over it. God still blessed us  Rai, we still got one of our babies, and we got all the time to make some more cause you know I want a mini van full of those niggas." I giggled. "I'm sorry baby." "Stop apologizing, I know your sorry, everyone makes mistakes, we'll be fine. Let's just worry bout the baby growin in your belly now and God bless the one that died." He kissed my forehead and I snuggled into him. "I love you so much Raina." "I love you more than you'll ever know Bryan."

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