Pam's POV
I looked at the pool of blood under my face as I almost lost consciousness again. I'm dying. I can tell. Aaron doesn't care. Fergal doesn't care. They're both going to just let me die here.
My hands are broken so I can't push myself up or crawl. My jaw is shattered so I can't scream. I can barley keep my eyes open so nothing is gonna work. I'm stuck here.
If I could, I'd take everything back. I wouldn't lose Fergal. I wouldn't be such a bitch to him. I would've just mind my own business. Maybe then he would've cared about me.
"Help me."
I whispered as I began to crawl on the floor. I barley got to the door when I lost energy. I propped myself against the wall and sighed.
That's when I realized the blood on my shorts.
I felt tears gather in my face as I realized what's going on. The baby died. If Aaron finds out, he'll definitely kill me. But then I realized another thing.
Carter is downstairs.
I started crawling again but I just barley got down the stairs when I gave up. My stomach hurt too bad. My head is spinning. I can't even keep my eyes open.
"I'm so sorry baby. I'm sorry I couldn't save you. But don't worry. Mommy is going with you."
I whispered as I laid down on the ground. I coughed up some more blood as I closed my eyes.
And that's when I passed out.
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life goes on (completed)
Fanfiction"even if I move on, I'm still always going to only truly love you." {final book in Baylor series}