wrecking ball » bieber

twentyeight

And just like a bad dream: I wake up. Except I'm not in my bed back at home. I'm surrounded by four white walls and my head is pounding. I lightly run my fingers across my head to feel a bandage covering my forehead. And I sit up sharply as I think about Jaycee: where is she?

"Woah, easy." I feel a hand grab my wrist. I turn to see Bailey standing beside me.

"What's going on? Where's Jaycee?" I stammer.

I can tell by the puffyness around her eyes that she has been crying. But why?

"You're in the hospital Blaine. You were in a car accident." She spoke slowly, and then I remembered; Justin, the slap, the truck, everything and my tears instantly fill up with tears.

"Where's Jaycee! Where is she!" I demand.

"She's okay, she's resting in the next room with mom."

"Moms here?" I ask quizzically, knowing she was miles away on vacation, how could she get here so fast?

"Yeah. She came straight here, her and Malcolm, they caught a red eye and showed up this morning."

"This morning? How long was I out?"

"All night, and half the day.."

"Did Jaycee break anything?"

She shook her head, "No, she just has some bruises and a concision. The doctors says she just needs to rest, get the swelling from her head down. It took like ten nurses to get her out of this room, she didn't wanna leave you. So she made me promise to stay here until you woke up," I could see her eyes fill with tears and the crack in her voice. "I haven't slept because I needed to make sure you were going to be okay.. They said you would wake up but there was the fear that you wouldn't and I don't know what I would of done if you didn't Blaine, I- I love you, so much.." She cried out making the tears from my eyes fall. I wrapped my arms around her letting her sob into my shoulder.

"I'm awake, I'm still here. It's okay, I'm not going to leave you anytime soon I promise you. I love you Bailey, you are the best sister, you truly are. I don't know what I would do without you." I sobbed out.

"I thought I was going to loose you, my best friend." She cried, "Jaycee and I couldn't live without you, I'm just so glad you're okay."

"Shh, calm down. I'm okay, there is no need to talk like that anymore. Shhh."

She pulled away wiping her tear stained face sniffling, giving me a small nod.

I smiled weakly and placed my hand on my stomach expecting to feel the hard bump I've felt the last 5 months but my round belly was gone.

I pulled the covers off of me looking down at my stomach, my stomach was no longer round like a basketball, it was smaller than that. Like someone had let the air out of it and then I remembered sitting in a puddle of my own blood in the car, and the piercing pains that struck me.

"Where's my baby?" I looked at Bailey searching her face for what I feared. "Bailey, where is it!" I spoke loudly making her jump a little. I began to cry, placing my hand on my stomach, did I loose my baby?

I turned my head as I heard the room door open, a tall male walking in wearing a white coat; the doctor by the looks.

"Mrs. Bieber, please calm down. What's wrong?"

"Where's my baby?"

The doctor sighed, and my heart sank.

"Is my baby dead? Tell me!" I cried.

"He's not dead. He's in prenatal care, he is way too small to do anything on his own. He is hooked up to breathing tubes and machines."

"My babies alive?" I stopped crying, wiping my eyes quickly. "It's a boy? I had a baby boy?"

"Yes. Now he is in critical condition and we are doing everything we can but the chances of him serving are slim."

"Can I see him?"

"No m'am."

"Why? Let me see him!"

"You can't, he is in critical condition, I am sorry."

"Then when can I see him?"

"When we can be sure he will stay stable." He frowned, "I'm sorry you're going through this, we will do whatever we can do, we promise." He gave me a weak smile and left the room.

"I'm going to loose my baby Bailey," I began to cry again placing my head in my hands.

"No you won't, he'll be okay," She cooed, wrapping her arms around me.

"Why is this happening to me," I sobbed.

I felt Bailey pull away from me as the door opened once again. I kept my head in my hands until I heard that small voice, speak shakily:

"Mommy?"

I looked up from my hands to see my baby girl standing in the room, bruises on her cheeks and a cut on her lip, making me cry even more.

I didn't have to say a word and she ran over to the bed climbing up and wrapping herself around me, putting her head in the crook of my neck and began to sob.

I wrapped my arms around her squeezing her, she was still here, she was okay; but her face was so bruised it felt like a knife was going through my heart when I looked at her little face.

"I thought I lost you mommy," she cried.

"You didn't baby girl, your mommies still here. I'm not going anywhere," I rubbed her back softly.

"Why did daddy do this? Why doesn't he loves us anymore, what did I do? I'm sorry mommy, I'm so sorry,"

"Shh baby girl, you didn't do anything wrong."

"I'm sorry mommy, I'm sorry," She repeated, crying harder. Breaking what was left of my heart. Getting rid of the last shred of doubt I had about Justin; this was his fault, he did this to our family, and right now at this very second I wished he was dead for doing this.

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a/n: I updated early for you guys, so I better see a lot of comments and no comments saying 'update' or I will make you wait longer. This chapter had me almost crying :(( how about you guys?? Only 2 more chapters left!

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