Chapter Eight: Hold on tight

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I wasn't able to speak. I didn't know what to do. I wanted to try everything I could to try and bring a smile on Conor's face. I really couldn't see him hurt. I wanted to hold him tight. HUD him and tell him everything's okay. Kiss him until my lips ached. I was screaming at myself inside. 'GEMMA..! COME ON DO SOMETHING..!' I thought. But I felt everything inside me freezing. I felt like I couldn't move. Every time I tried to cry, time tears were held back my a thousand memories. My little baby being taken away from me. My step dad aborting my baby. Our baby, Conor's baby being killed. I couldn't take it anymore. I froze, stone.

Conor's POV:

I couldn't stop crying. I hated to see her this way. All I ever wanted was her to be safe. But Hammond. He ruined the whole thing..! Our relationship, our baby, me and her. I quickly went downstairs. I picked up the phone. ''Anth, man I need you here'' I called up Anth. ''Man, I'm in Chicago right now. I can't come but I can help.'' This broke me down. ''Anth, look dude, you're the only one I trust right now. I can't do anything...What do I do..?'' ''Man, don't break down..! If you cry now, it's just gonna make stuff more fucked up..!'' ''There is no way she's gonna be fine..! I can't get hrt to talk or do anything..!'' ''Conor...! Come on..! Don't lose hope..! Call up a doctor see if that helps'' ''Yeah, you're right'' I hanged up and called a doctor. But it was no use...I had lost all hope.

It was 3:45 am at night. I couldn't sleep. I was downstairs in the kitchen drinking water. I went upstairs an suddenly I noticed something. She was lying down,her eyes closed. At first I thought she was sleeping. But when I went up to her, she wasn't breathing. My heart took 100 beats per second. I looked at her. Perfectly still. Not a single movement. Was she..? No..! She can't..! I ran downstairs and called up a doctor, again. He brought an ambulance with him. They quickly took her to the hospital ad admitted her. ''I don't think she's gonna make it'' the doctor said. ''Please..! Please do anything but save her..!'' I screamed. He patted my shoulder. ''Well give our best'' and then he walked away. The only person I wanted was leaving me. I was very scared.

After 4 hours, the doctor came. ''There's good news...!'' He shouted. I got up. ''She had gone into severe shock. Her mind is very sensitive so you might wanna keep it good. But she's in a much better condition now. We might discharge her by tomorrow..!'' I smiled. It was the biggest happiness for me. ''Can I see her...?'' I whispered. ''Oh young man. Don't be so hopeless. She's gonna be fine..! And yes, you can she her'' he smiled and walked away.

Gemma's POV:

I woke up to a beautiful smiling Conor, holding my hand. ''Hey beautiful..!'' He smiled. ''Hey..'' I muttered, trying to get up. ''I'm so happy to hear your voice again..!'' He kissed my forehead. ''What happened to me..?'' I couldn't remember a thing. All I remembered was my baby being aborted. ''You...let's not talk about this okay..'' The doctor came in. ''Oh miss..! You're the world's most bravest yet sensitive person..!'' We all laughed. Conor signed on the discharge notice and we went home.

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