Oh, Calamity (Alex Gaskarth/ ATL fan-fic)

Break Your Little Heart

Just in case I wrote this with a lot of spelling mistakes, I want you to know I was partially drunk. Alrighty then, carry on.

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Marina's POV:

"Alex, could you put that in the dishwasher please?" I asked him as he set his dish in the sink.

"Yes, wifey." he whined.

It was 10:34, January fifteenth, and I would never forget this day. I was watching 12 Years A Slave with Alex, and we were supposed to head out at two to New York to see Marky and go over some Glamour Kills lines. Alex had a new AWG coming along, and I was starting a line called Glamour Killed Marina (GKM). However, in a sudden turn of events, my time would be spent differently.

My phone started ringing. Ahh, it was Zack. I answered. "Hello?"

"Marina, you and Alex need to come to the hospital right away!" Zack bawled. 

Oh god. This could not be good. I panicked. "What's going on?"

"I can't talk. Just come." He bawled even harder and hung up.

I put down my phone, trying to stay calm. What had happened? I didn't want to assume anything. I didn't want to get worked up, yet my gut told me it would be awful. I looked at Alex.

"Alex, we need to go to the hospital." I spoke quietly.

"Is something wrong?" He asked.

"Zack just called me up bawling, but gave me no details." I tried to be calm, but let a tear loose. Maybe I didn't need to be strong for Alex. Maybe he could carry the both of us. "I'm scared."

"Things are gonna be okay, baby. C'mon, let's go." He stood, walking right out the door. That was one of Alex's greatest strengths; he could lie to me and even though I knew it was a lie, it made me feel better. Things in the car were nearly silent, and just filled with our squeezed hands.

When we got to the hospital, I felt dizzy. Like so many people were going places and doing things. But what had happened?

I walked to the ffront desk. "Hey, do you know where we could find Emily Merrick?" 

"Are you family?" she asked.

There was no time for truth. "I'm her sister, and this is my husband. Now could you PLEASE tell me what's going on?"

"Miss, you'll need to calm down. This isn't going to be easy to tell you." She spoke.

I took a step back, holding onto Alex. "Is Emily okay?"

"Emily is fine. Her baby is not. The ambyllical cord was wrapped around the neck. The baby passed away. Emily's in surgery now to have the baby removed. I'm sorry I had to be the one to tell you." 

Like that, a thousand bricks fell from the sky and collapsed all over me. This life we had all been promised, like another member of the band, had just been severed from us. Alex drew his hand to his mouth, crying. Tears fell from my eyes as well. There was no hope now for a shoulder to lean on. No one could possibly be strong for us. My heart shattered like crystal.

"She'll be done in about an hour." 

My throat was dried. I turned back to Alex, colliding my head to his chest. He brought his head to my shoulder, tears staining my knit sweater. At least we had each other to lean on. It wouldn't be the same for everyone else.

We were shaking with internal pain, locking fingers. We slowly sat down, being completely silent, just observing the world around us. Everything seemed so wrong. They're poor baby daughter, to be named Madeline Lee Merrick, was gone. Taken from us so unfairly. Moments like these reminded me there was no god.