Chapter 31

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Jasmine's POV

Seventy-eight hours. I lost my baby seventy-eight hours ago. There's this hole inside of me that's not going away, I don't think it ever will. I can't bring myself to eat or talk. Every time I try to force myself to eat, I open the fridge and I'll see something that'll remind me of the baby. Like I'll see the jar of pickles that always sit on the top shelf and that will remind me of my constant craving for vanilla ice cream with pickles in it. I still have the big baby bump which just adds to the pain.

Everyday, all day I just sit in the room, on the bed and stare at the wall. This numb feeling is slowly taking over. I find it hard to breathe. There's a constant pain in my chest, like there's a sword lodge in my chest.

Zayn is pretty depressed too. I've been staying in his room. At night, I silently cry and when he thinks I'm asleep, he'll go in the bathroom in his bedroom and sob. Sometimes he sits there and cries for hours. Hearing him so sad, makes me feel like complete shit.

It amazes me how in the beginning, we both weren't ready for a baby but we grew to love it. Before I knew it, we were talking about possible baby names.

The baby brought us closer but now I'm not sure what's going to happen. He'll come up to me sometimes when I cry and just wipe my tears away before he breaks.

The others try to get us out of the room but it's no use. After awhile, Zayn just locks the door. I know they're worried about us. Liam told me that I'm going to have to push and get the baby out soon, I don't want to do that. I can't see my dead baby, I just can't, it'll break me even more than I already am.

I was broke away from my thoughts by the bathroom door creaking open and a puffy, red eyed Zayn slowly walking out.

"You should go to b-bed. It's three in the morning." Zayn sniffled.

"Are you alright?"

"I'm trying to hold myself together...for you." he stated as he sat on the bed next to me.

I began to cry for what seems like the thousandth time, "I'm so sorry Zayn! But I couldn't let you die, I wouldn't have been able to-" I was cut off by his lips on mine, I immediately kissed him back.

There was a sharp pain in my stomach that I've been dying to feel. I pulled away and set my hand on my stomach. "Zayn," I winced.

"Holy shit!" he muttered before running out of the room, calling for Liam. I looked down at the sheets underneath me, my water broke, but there was a lot of blood with it. What the hell is going on?!

The sharp pain in my stomach kept getting stronger and stronger. I let out a scream of pain that I was holding right when Zayn came rushing back into the room with the other guys quickly following.

Liam saw the blood and he looked puzzled, "That doesn't make any sense."

"What the fuck do you mean? Liam...speak!" Zayn snapped.

"Oww! It hurts." I cried. Zayn's eyes filled with sympathy and gentleness as he sat next to me. I grabbed his hand and squeezed it tightly and he picked me up and layed me down on the floor, my head propped up on a pillow.

"I don't know what's going on, but Jas, you have to start pushing. Harry, get me a glass of water. Niall, get me a bunch of towels. Louis and Zayn, hold her hands." Liam ordered. He gripped my knees and spread my legs as far as they could go. "Alright love, I need you to push on three. One...two...three."

I grunted in pain as I pushed as hard as I possibly could. It shouldn't be hurting because the baby isn't alive, but the pain is almost unbearable. I don't know if it's the pain in my chest or the physical pain that this is causing me but I'm scared!

"Come on, you can do it!" Louis encouraged.

Something wasn't right, I could feel it...

I stopped breathing as soon as I heard a faint cry. "Oh my god!" Liam whispered.

A/N: Please comment your thoughts on this chapter! Who do you want Jas to end up with?

~Haley

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