Saving Hope

Chapter 9

hello HB's. Another chapter down. This one is a lot happier considering the last chapter was so sad. I hope you enjoy it bc i liked it. This chapter is dedicated to babytaylor18!!! I realize i have many silent readers who read and don't comment. But please Comment on the story!!!!!!

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        Nayla stayed in Margret’s office for an hour after Devon left. She wasn’t crying anymore she was just numb. All she did was stare at her lap while on the floor. There was nothing Margret could do that would make Nayla feel any better. When her son was mad, there was no talking to him. Margret just prayed he came to his senses before it was too late.  After many, plea’s Margret finally got Nayla to walk back to her room and go to sleep.

1 month later.

        Nayla was now four and a half months pregnant. She learned on one doctor visit that the baby was indeed a girl. That was the only good thing that had come in a month. Devon stuck to his word and he had not spoken to her. Every time he saw her, he would glare at her and walk away. No matter what she tried, he never said a word. At first Nayla stayed in her room all day everyday. She refused to eat anything, talk to anyone, or see the doctor. Everyone tried to help her in some way but nothing helped.

        One day she looked in the mirror and she didn’t recognize who she was. Her eyes were sunken in and her skin was so pale. From that day she decided to wipe her tears and make the best of her time at the resort. Devon may not have been talking to her but soon he was going to know why she had to make that decision.  

        She continued to take her medication as she was told. Her white cells were still elevated. The infection was getting worse. Her blood pressure wasn’t getting any higher. It seemed to have settled, which was good news. Everything was settled with the adoption. All the paper work was in and Nayla had signed everything. The only thing to do now was wait.

        “Hey Ashley, what’s up?” Nayla asked her when she made it back to her room after lunch.

        “Nothing much I’m just thinking about labor and stuff” she answered.

        “You have what like four months left why are you thinking about that now?”

        “No it’s more like three months”

        “Ok so again why are you thinking about it then”

        “Doctors said they might induce me because Bengy is breached. If they do it’s going to be in a couple of weeks. I just wonder how long I’ll have with him before you know”

        Nayla sat next to her friend on the bed and pulled her into a hug.

        “Shh don’t think like that ok, you might be strong enough for treatment you never know”

        Ashley wiped her tear and laughed at that.

        “Your always so optimistic I don’t know what I would do without you here, you really are a good friend.”

        “And so are you now come on lets go get some ice cream for Bengy and Hope”

        The two girls walked towards the cafeteria arm in arm laughing at each other’s jokes.  They made it in and waited in line. Once they got to the front, Nayla noticed Devon was standing behind the counter serving the ice cream.

        “I will take a scoop of chocolate please” Ashley said.

        “Vanilla” Nayla mumbled.

        He looked at her and then turned away to get their ice cream.

        “Thanks Devon” Ashley giggled.

        He nodded then handed Nayla her ice cream and walked away before she could even thank him. Ashley noticed this and looked at Nayla for some kind of explanation but one never came.

        “Um what is up with you guys? First you don’t come out of the room for weeks and now he isn’t speaking to you”

        “We had a argument over something and he isn’t speaking to me”

        “I’m sure he will come around”

        Nayla hoped so. If he didn’t then it would be to late when he finally spoke to her.

~~~~~Later that night~~~~~

        Nayla was in bed when she heard Ashley screaming.

        “Ahhhhh” Ashley screamed.

        Nayla rushed to her bed to see what was wrong.

        “Ashley are you ok?”

        “No I think I’m having contractions you have to get some help” she yelled.

        Quickly Nayla called the clinic and told them what the problem was. They said it would be about fifteen minutes before anybody could make it to their room.

        “God this hurts so much” Ashley screamed.

        “Take deep breaths sweetie until they come”

        “Nayla I’m scared. What if he comes before they get here? He’s breached it could hurt him”

        “I don’t know Ashley but just keep breathing they will be here soon”

        Ashley screamed and yelled until the nurses were able to come to their room. Her water did break and they determined she was in full blown labor. In a matter of minutes they rushed her to the hospital on site for an emergency C-section. Nayla threw on some sweat pants and t-shirt then went directly to the hospital. She wanted to be there for Ashley. As soon as she made it there she was told that Ashley was being prepped for surgery. Since she was the only one there for her Nayla was allowed to suit up and support Ashley during surgery.  The nurses gave her some scrubs and told her to hurry and change.

        Nayla held Ashley’s hand as the doctors cut her open to retrieve the baby. When the doctors made the first incision Ashley squeezed Nayla’s hand harder.

        “Oh my gosh Ashley I can see Bengy!” Nayla screamed.

        “Does he have a lot of hair?” Ashley asked.

        “Yes he does lots of brown curls” Nayla

        Once he was out the doctor cut the cord and the nurses took the baby. He was small that is for sure. He only weighed 3 pounds 15 ounces. After he was cleaned, they wrapped him up and let Ashley hold him for a minute. Watching Ashley hold him brought tears to Nayla’s eyes. She wondered if she was going to get that chance. The nurses took Bengy away to the NICU to get him hooked up to the machines. He was still a premie and they wanted to make sure his lungs were working properly.

        “Ashley he’s beautiful, I want you to hold on for him ok”

        “I will Nayla I promise. Once I heal from the C-section I want to try chemo and radiation”

        “Do whatever you have to because you have a beautiful baby boy”