Our Love Goes On and On

Shocking

Have you ever been so in love with someone that the second you hear their voice you melt?

Have you ever been so in love with someone that no matter the obstacle, no matter the hurdle, no matter the issue, you love them through it all?

But what if you love too much? What if an obstacle isn't meant to be avoided? Or a hurdle shouldn't be jumped over? Or maybe an issue shouldn't be resolved?

Love is a bunch of 'what if's'...

An Hour Later:

Ada and I left the party early, racing to her house so we wouldn't walk into the hospital looking like we actually worked at the club instead of going there for a bachlorette party.

I slid on some sweats and a tank top, grabbing my real purse as we ran out of the door and got back into the car.

I was shaking. I had asked Roman what hospital she had had the baby at and I hung up.

"Hey, calm down, alright?" Ada placed her hand on my hand as she drove, stopping me from shaking. "Everything's going to be okay."

"How do you know?"

"I just do."

"What if--"

"I called Phil, so even if things don't go how they need to, you have two friends who are right here for you."

I looked over at her, "You called him?"

"Yeah, he's your friend. I can't hate the guy forever." she laughed, "I never really hated him, I just didn't like that I didn't get all of your time, you know? I'm used to it being me and you...not you, me, and Phil."

"No one will ever take your place, okay? You knew me before everything, and I will never forget that."

"Likewise..."

We let it go silent as she pulled into the parking lot of the hospital.

Savannah wanted to be fancy and give birth at the hospital that cost the most and had it's own Labor and Deliver building.

You had to go through a long hallway to get to it, but it was basically it's own little hospital.

We got out of the car and made our way to the front of the building. The doors automatically opened and the front desk lady smiled at us, "Welcome to General Hospital, how may I help you two ladies?"

"Oh, we're here to see, uh," I tapped my fingers on the desk, "Savannah Young."

"Does she know you're here?"

"We actually don't want to see her, she just had her baby and--"

"Her husband is up there with her, he said we needed to come." Ada told her.

The lady gave us visitors passes and sent us on our way, letting us know it was on the third floor, room 302.

We got on the elevator and I began to shake again. "If you don't stop shaking I'm going to drag you back to the car."

"I'm scared."

"I know, but stop shaking, you're making me nauseous."

I contained myself as the elevator opened and we had reached the third floor. I took a deep breath and walked out, seeing a desk with another woman at it, and a waiting room a little ways down the hall.

I saw him.

My lip quivered when he turned his head and saw me. He looked surprised.

Ada nudged me, "Go."