-BOOK 4/4 IN SERIES- So This Is It (YouTube FanFic)

[Chapter 16] Another Chance

-Kalel's POV-

There was blood. There shouldn't have been blood.

"Oh my god," I said dropping my phone and standing up,"Oh my god. Something's wrong. Marzia!" I turned around and screamed, "MARZIA! CALL 911! SOMETHING'S WRONG!"

Marzia rushed into the office, "What's wrong?"

"I need to go to the hospital! Now!" I yelled, rushing past her. She followed shortly after me and got in the driver's side of her car. I hopped in the passenger's seat and she sped off.

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The doctor walked up to my bedside, a solemn look on his face. I glanced up at him and croaked, "What's wrong with me?"

He hung his head and said in very thick Swedish accent, "I don't know how to tell you this, Miss Cullen, but...you had a miscarraige."

I stared at the doctor in disbelief, "W-what?"

"I'm so sorry, Miss Cullen," And with that, the doctor left the room. I looked over at Marzia and burst into tears. She walked up to my bedside and let me wrap my arms around her torso and cry into her shirt.

"I'm so sorry, Kalel," Marzia murmured under her breath as she tried to comfort me.

-Andrew's POV-

I was standing against the wall in the dining room as Rachael had her conversation with her sister on the phone in the kitchen. "I made a mistake moving to New York with Andrew...he's still the cheater he was in California...I'm only staying with him because I have nowhere else to go...I honestly just want to move back."

I covered my face with my hands and heaved a sigh. Rachael was mid-sentence when I said aloud, "You can't move back," I walked around the corner, "Rachael, you said it yourself, you have nowhere to go because you don't have any money! And your friends and family are here! Just think about Kenya and Sara! And your mom and dad! How do you think they're going to feel when you tell them you're leaving?"

"I got to go, Nat, I'll talk to you later." She hung up the phone and turned so she was facing me.

"And how do you think I feel?"

She shrugged her shoulders, giving me the silent treatment. Well, her version - which was pretty much a glare and a smirk.

"I feel terrible, Rach," I walked up to her and took her hands in mine, "I'm sorry, and I don't know how many times I can tell you that. But please, give me one more chance."

Still the silent treatment.

"I love you," I croaked.

"If you loved me you wouldn't have cheated on me," She finally responded, ripping her hands out of mine and brushing past me.

"Rachael, please! I really didn't mean to hurt you. Please, just...let me have another chance."

"No! You've run out of chances, Andrew!" She yelled down to me from the top of the stairs.

At that moment, I was desperate and I couldn't bare to lose her again, and definitely not to Anthony. So I rushed to the top of the stairs after her and picked her up, slinging her over my shoulder.

"Oh my god! Andrew, what the hell? Put me down!" She shouted.

She kicked and screamed the entire way to our bedroom where I threw her down on the bed. I immediately grabbed the key from inside the drawer and left the room, making sure to close and lock the door from the outside so she couldn't get out. I heard her rush up to the door and start pounding on it, "Andrew! Unlock this fucking door right now!"

"Not until you give me another chance!" I threatened, slipping the key in my pocket and walking away.

"You've lost your fucking mind!" I heard her shout from the bedroom, pounding the door once again. "Let me out!"

"Are you going to give me another chance?"

There was a short pause before I barely heard her say, "If you let me out, I'll put everything behind us and stay here."

"Really?" I inquired, starting to make my way back to the room.

"Just unlock this door," She added softly, "And let me out."

I pulled out the key and put in the keyhole. I was about to turn when I stopped and asked, "You're really going to give me another chance?"

"Just unlock the fucking door!" She snapped at me.

"No," I took the key back out and took a step back, "I don't believe you."

"Andrew, please! Let me out!" She cried.

I shook my head no and walked away. She started pounding and kicking the door, screaming at the top of her lungs. I really thought she was going to give me another chance. But I was going to wait until she was ready to accept me.

I descended the stairs and sat down on the couch in the living room, picking up the TV remote and turning the TV on, blasting the volume to cover up Rachael's screams.

-Rachael's POV-

Andrew drowned out my screaming by blasting a Nascar race on the TV (and I know because my dad used to watch them all the time). I punched the door one final time before turning around and leaning against the door. I was literally being held hostage until I gave that asshole another chance. And I wasn't going to give him one - I just wanted him to unlock the door and I was going to make a break for it. But no, he pulled the key out before he could unlock it.

I slipped my cellphone out of my pocket and unlocked the screen to show my background of Anthony and me from when we met up in New York all that time ago. I pulled up my contacts and scrolled down until I came across Anthony. I clicked the call button and put the phone up to my ear. It didn't even ring - it went straight to voicemail.

I heaved a sigh and ran my fingers of my free hand through my hair, "Anthony. I...I need you. Andrew...he...he," I laughed, "He locked me up in our bedroom. And..." A tear rolled down my cheek, "And I'm scared, Anthony, please come and save me." I hung up and closed my eyes, resting my head back on the door.