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Blood. Blood everywhere.

Its about a week from when I went to my ultrasound. I'm just waking up and its a Sunday morning. The air smells lovely, like fresh waffles and syrup. I quickly got up at the thought of food. I grabbed a hoodie and put it on. Diego made me waffles! At least I think they're mine. Once in the kitchen, I was greeted by a plate of scrumptious waffles. Yummy. Diego and I made small talk while eating. Nothing too big. We haven't really talked because I hate lying to him and I feel like I'll accidentally blurt something like "oh yeah by the way I'm pregnant with your baby" or some shit like that. The rest of the morning was a blur, just me snacking on food, being lazy on the couch and watching The Breakfast Club.

"Butterfly why are you so distant lately" Diego wailed, just before plopping next to me and putting his arms around me.

"I don't know, I've just been thinking a lot lately" I snuggled into his chest.

"Butterfly I love you. Don't over think anything, you're the best person I've met and no matter what I'm always here to talk" Diego kissed my forehead.

I simply smiled at him. I love him so damn much, only if he knew. I readjusted my focus to the movie and continued watching. The day seemed to go by too fast. Me eating and watching movies, snuggling Diego. Around 11:47pm, I felt my eyes becoming heavy, I'm tired as hell. I lazily stood up, told Diego I'm gonna go to sleep, and walked to my room. I plopped onto my dark, but cozy blankets, just after plugging my phone in. What a lazy day. I crawled under my blanket and dozed off into a peaceful sleep.

4:03am
My eyes shot open, to the sight of 4:03 written on my clock. Something jus doesn't seem right. I carefully get out of bed and turn the light on.

Blood  Blood everywhere

There's blood. All over the place, just as if it were a murder scene. After looking at the mortifying scene, my first thought is my baby. There's something wrong with my baby. Without a second thought I'm grabbing my keys and speeding off to the closest hospital, hoping that there is NOTHING wrong with my baby.

"This is all my fault" I kept whispering to myself, while speeding my way to the hospital.




Sorry for not updating! Schools been quite stressful lately and I just haven't had the time to update, forgive me!

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