I Found You (Ross Lynch)

(66) This Is a Fantasy

~~~~Natalie~~~~

Have you ever felt like you were going to fall, you didn't because you had someone holding you up behind yourself..

Well I don't know where that went with that.

But I felt alone. Nobody was home when I woke up, my bed was empty, the back door was open. Until I heard little giggles. "But daddy! I want ice cream!" Shor yelled as he yanked on Ross' arm.

"Okay, Okay, Shor, your wish is my command." Ross laughed as he walked inside and saw me standing there. "Hey mommy! Daddy is going to get me ice cream!" Shor exclaimed smiling widely.

"How you feeling?" he asked setting Viviana down. "Sick,"
I pronounced as I sat down.

I was having bad belly pains, pregnancy pains, they hurt, alot. I walked my way towards the kitchen, then up the stairs into the bathroom. As I saw blood forming in the toilet. I lost all consciousness. "Babe!" I screamed trying to get Ross' attention.

Once he saw the blood in the toilet he panicked.

"Hospital?" he asked. I nodded ignoring every little pain in my stomach.

I didn't want this to happen at all, even though I didn't want a third child just yet, it was real, I might be loosing this one, and probably never getting another.

When it comes to my children, I wanted them to be at least 3-5 years apart. Like Shor and Viviana.

Once we arrived at the hospital, there were several nurses surrounded me, one was my ultimate favorite. Her name was Myra, she delivered both of my babies.

She settled me down. As she touched my stomach each time, I winced In pain.

The nurse ran out.

I could hear almost the whole conversation, she came back in with the tests.

"I'm so sorry, but you've had a miscarriage." the nurse says without looking up. "You must be kidding me? Please tell me your only joking!" I cried "Unfortunately, I'm not lying Mrs. Lynch, your baby is gone," she said swallowing the lump in her throat.

"Now what are we going to do! Everything is ruined! It's all my fault! I killed this baby!" I frowned in sorrow.

Ross looked at me with red puffy eyes, "Why would you say that?"

I shrugged. "Because I'm not a good mother and we all know that."

Ross continued to watch my hand twitch. "I know you didn't kill the baby, your a great mother, don't down on yourself."

I wanted to believe that I was a great mother.

But a great mother would of never lost her baby at this exact moment. And there's no way for me to get it back.

Chances are I cannot have anymore children.

Great way to ruin my mood.

~~Natalie Lynch