Anne Wheeler x Phillip Carlyle

Chapter 18

Update on my sis: she's feeling better and back home, thank god! Thought I would take the time to write the chapter, hope you enjoy.

Phillip POV.
I am freaking out! I am freaking out! My bloody wife was going into labour, and there was nothing I could do, as she sat there in the carriage beside me, writhing and screaming.
"Calm down, you'll be alright." I said to Anne, as she gripped onto my hand. She gaped her mouth at me and shouted,
"Do you want to experience this pain, Phillip!" She said, and after that I shut up because I realised, no, I did not want to experience pain like that.
Now, I sit in the hospital lobby, while I hear my wife in a room nearby, screaming. Suddenly, there is silence, and then a sob. However, it's not a child's cry. It's a sob. Anne's sob. I stand up.
"What's going on?" I shout, as a doctor approachs me.
"I'm so sorry, Mr Carlyle. Your wife has had a miscarriage, the baby has died." He tells me, and pats me on the back. A tear forms in my eye. Elissa Rose Carlyle. I think. A life that was so short, a life that will never get to live.

Anne POV.
When I seen still baby girl, Elissa, I can't help sobbing into a nurse's arm. That was my baby! I think of all the things Elissa never got to see. Her parents, her family...the letter that I had written for her. Phillip enters the room, looking sullen as ever.
"I can't believe it." He says, tears streaming down his face. He hugs me and rocks me back and forth.
"This was meant to be a happy moment. When Elissa came out, healthy and happy." I say, holding onto Phil for dear life.
"Elissa. Elissa Rose Carlyle." He says, in a voice so broken and so sad, I can't help but break down again.

ONE WEEK LATER.

Phillip and I were back at the circus. We got pitiful glances by many people, even people that didn't like me. I think it is because they realised black or white, losing your baby, is an awful thing.
"Anne Wheeler Carlyle?" A lady says. I recognise her, she was front row in tonight's show.
"Yes?" I say. I instantly put my guard up. She is a perfect white, effortlessly beautiful, she is probably here to make fun of me.
"I'm Tabitha Louise. I just wanted to say how terribly sorry I am, you know, you losing your baby." She looks down and pauses, before smiling at me sadly.
"I lost my little boy last year, Will. Same thing happened like you." She says.
I relax. This woman knows what I am going through. Maybe she couldn't stop thinking about the life that never was, like me.
"Her name was Elissa." I say, and Tabitha nods.
"Maybe they're together in heaven right now. Maybe...maybe Will would like a baby sister." Tabitha says. I am confused until she rubs her stomach, and I realise she is pregnant again.
"This is baby Olivia." She says smiling.
"Congratulations!" I tell her.
"Thank you. I have to go now, but hopefully we will meet again." Tabitha nods at me, and I smile back. She's trying again; we have to too!
I run to Phillip, a name already in my head.
"We need to try again, Phillip, for another baby. And I want unusual names this time. Out of the ordinary." I tell him, stubbornly.
He laughs and strokes my head.
"Thought you'd never ask, babe. What names where you thinking?" He asks me.
"For a girl, Red, and for boy, Six."

*I have twin brothers called Red and Six but I think you can have Red for a girl too. Comment what you think lol*

"I love them both. Especially Six. I think it's gorgeous." He tells me. With that, we get dressed into normal clothes again quickly and hurry home, to our baby-making session.

Guys I'm so sorry they lost the baby Elissa but I thought it would add something to the story. hope you enjoy this ❤️😘