Best Friend Forever ( Sequel to Unpredictable)

His Daughter

Allie's P.O.V

(The Next Day)

I couldn't get into a room for an ultraound last night, so I am here again today. I am curently sitting with this ice cold jelly shit on me as the doctor is checking to see whats going on in there. Ash, Mikey, and Luke are all with me. 

Mikey still want's to beat Cal's ass but he is staying calm for me. I need his support right now and he knows that

"Honey, you were pregnant with twins. You only miscarried one of them." The doctor said to me. I was still in shcok, I was never told I was having twins. But I'm also in shock that I misscarried one of my children.

"Do you know what caused the miscarraige?" Luke asked the women.

"Yes. The baby on left, wrapped it's ambilical chord around it's sibling. So it wasn't your fault. We see these types of things all the time. There is nothing we coulod have done to stop it." The doctor said.

"Could you tell us what the genders are?" Ashton asked out of random.

"Well the one that was miscarried, that was going to be a baby boy..." The doctor said and trailed off a little bit so she could see the other one.

"And the living one is a baby girl." She finished. I cried a little bit silently. At least I will get a baby girl.

"That's all. You may go home now, but if you see any symptoms like this again, come back and see me." The doctor said. I nodded my head and fixed my shirt. I stood up and walked out of the room and didn't say a word to anyone.

"Allie, do you still wanna come to my house?" Michael asked. 

"I'd rather just be alone tonight, but thanks anyway Mikey. Luke you still go." I said. Luke nodded and kissed my temple.

Even the doctor said it isn't my fault, I can't help but think it is. I am the stupid one who had to get pregnant at sixteen fucking years old. I don't know if it would have made a difference if I was older, but what if it would have? I would have a son and a daughter on the way.

Ashton pulled up at the house and I climbed out, but the three of them stayed in the car. I didn't kiss Luke goodbye, or even wave. I just walked into the house and went to my room. I locked the door before sliding by back down it.

I put my head in my hands and started crying. I could feel tons of hot tears dripping onto my legs and my shirt. I can't even handle myself right now. I heard a tapping on my door. I wiped my face and stood up. I cracked my door open to see who it was. It was Andrew.

"Why aren't you with mum?" I asked him.

"She told me to make sure everything was okay here. It's obviously not since your crying. What happened?" Andrew asked me. I opened my door all the way and cuddled my head into his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around me while I cried a little bit more.

"I-I was suppossed to have twins Dad." I said as soon as I felt the strength to talk.

"What do you mean supposed to?" Andrew asked me.

"I miscarried one of them. I miscarried my baby boy!" I said a new round of tears fell from my eyes. Andrew brought me back into a hug and rubbed my back.

"It's gonna be okay Allie. So what are you having now? Which one is still healthy?" Andrew asked.

"Luke and I are having a little girl." I said and Andrew smiled at me.

We talked a little bit about not having enough room for three babies, and how he had been looking at a house down the street that had a few more bedrooms in it. He put an offer on it, but hasn't heard back about it yet.