Unpredictable Love II

Chapter 122

Chapter 122

Karleigh's POV

When I wake much too early in the morning, my leg is wet.

Sensing something is wrong, I immediately climb from the bed without waking Harry and make my way to the bathroom. Much to my horror, a dark stream of blood has managed to trickle down my leg.

Sliding my shorts off of my legs, I sit down on the toilet and examine the blood on my skin. My hands extends to grab some toilet paper and I start to rub the blood off of my legs from the bottom up. When I wipe between my legs, more blood comes, along with a slight ache. I continue wiping and wiping, desperately trying to make the blood go away and with each wipe, the ache grows stronger.

On an average day, I'd be calm thinking it was only my period. But it's not a regular day, and I'm pregnant. I try to keep calm but I can feel my worry increasing.

The toilet has blood on it, and so do my hands from the constant wiping. I lay one of my hands on my stomach and take long breaths.

"Harry." I weakly call out.

For a moment I think he didn't hear me, but the bathroom door clicks open and he looks down at me.

"What the hell?" He blurts when he sees the bloody scene before him. I can't imagine what this must look like to him, blood on the floor, on the toilet, on me.

"I don't know what's wrong, it hurts." I whimper.

Harry nods and looks around anxiously. "I'll get Jocelyn." And with that, he leaves me alone again.

While alone, I go back to trying to stop the heavy bleeding, but it's useless. Aunt Jocelyn enters the bathroom and her eyes grow wide.

"Call the ambulance." She calls over her shoulder to Harry and he races off to get his phone.

"No no no no no. It's fine. It hurts a little, but I'm fine. This is only some pregnancy spotting right?" I calmly ask my aunt. The look in her eyes is frantic and she's moving so fast that I don't know what she's doing.

Before I know it, my pants are back on and a towel is tied around my waist and between my legs like a homemade diaper.

Harry opens his arms to me, as if he's going to carry me. "C'mon." He says.

I cross my arms and calmly, but stubbornly refuse his offer. I start to walk, and stabs of pain jolt through me. A grimace is evident on my face and I can see Harry's concern, but he doesn't press any further. His arm reaches out to me and I gladly take it as he leads me outside.

An ambulance with red and orange flashing lights is outside in the driveway. The paramedic races over to me and observes the oddly wrapped towel around my waist.

"Only one person can ride in the ambulance with you." The paramedic says and I nod.

"I'll go." Harry immediately volunteers.

"Harry, I want my Aunt." I mumble.

"Alright, I'll come with you Karleigh. Harry, you follow us in your car." Aunt Jocelyn instructs.

I can feel Harry's confused eyes stuck on me, but I can't bring myself to look at him, as I murmur a quick 'I love you' and following the paramedic into the ambulance.

The bus-like vehicle is flying down the roads, and I grip tightly to the stretcher they have me laid out on.

A woman dressed in uniform begins peeling off my clothes and unwrapping my diaper. I stare up at her concentrated face, but I don't know what's going on around me. I'm vaguely aware of Aunt Jocelyn's hand holding mine.