FALLING APART - CALUM HOOD (COMPLETED)

Chapter 18.

Chapter 18

- Third Person P.O.V-

Its been three weeks since the car crash.
Three weeks since the accident.
Two weeks since a innocent child was killed.
Three weeks since Rebeccass sister in law , Ashtons wife ... woke up forgetting who she was.
Today... Today is the funeral. The funeral of a nine week well what would've been now twelve week old baby fetus who wasn't even brought into the world yet , a babies life who was taken because of someone stupids actions.

- Rebeccas P.O.V-

I stared at myself in the mirror , tucking a piece of my brown hair behind my ear and putting in my left earring. I let out a deep breathe looking at myself in the mirror. Sixteen weeks pregnant , my bump very clear in my black dress.

My eyes flickered to the corner of the mirror looking at the photographs of the baby scans we've had and its heartbreaking to know i'm attending a young fetus funeral. I place in my second earring and hear footsteps approach the doorway as i let out another deep sigh as i see Calum standing in the doorway his suit done up and his black tie untied.

''I'm almost ready.'' i said looking at him.

'Take your time.'' he spoke relaxed standing next to me. I let out a deep breathe , Calum placed his hand on top of mine rubbing it softly.

'We don't have to go.. if its too much we dont ha-''

''Yes we do. We have to. It's my... It was going to be my niece or nephew.'' i say looking at him

''Okay.'' Calum nods. I turn around to face him and begin to do up his tie. As i was doing it i could feel warm salty water drip down my face as i began to cry. Calum stopped me and pulled me into his arms kissing my head and rubbing my back.

''Its okay princess.'' he soothed

'Its just so sad...How could this happen Calum?'' i cried

''Shhh.''

****

We walked into the ceremony i had my hand in Calums and i gripped it tight seeing the small delicate white coffin laid at the front with flowers surrounding it. I stopped mid isle catching my breathe , Calum stopped and stood in front of me cupping my cheeks.

''It's going to be okay.'' he whispered , wiping away the new tears begining to stain my face.

I nodded and he led me to the front seating , both my father , mother , step mother , step father, Mother in law and father in law sat. It was a rare occasion seeing Sasha's parents seeing as i've only met them once. My younger sister Lauren and brother Harry were sat in the second row with Michael , Sophia , Luke and Emily.

Ashton and Sasha were seated in front with both parents by their side , i went to the second row but Ashton turned back his eyes bloodshot as he gestured me to sit with him. I gulped not sure if i could possibly be the best person to be next to Ashton as i'm very hormonal and not a very strong person to keep him okay. Of course i still sat next to him with Calum on the other side. I greeted my parents and Sasha's and gave Sasha a small sympathetic smile in which she returned. I wasn't too sure if she knew exactly who i was yet.

Once the normal service was done it was time for the eulogy which Ashton had bravely decided to do , i held Calums hand even tighter as Ashton made his way up the steps to stand at the podium his hands shook as he placed the piece of papers down.

'' A precious gift from God, my baby was taken to Heaven without ever taking his or her first breath. Before my baby was ever able to feel a human touch, see a friendly smile, or cry his or her first tear, his or her life was taken from them. I like to imagine all my baby might have been; he or she could have been anything. Maybe loved sports,like his grandfather, and been captain of his football or baseball team. Perhaps his passion would have been music like his father. If he or she had the chance, would have been able to write a song that would touch hearts and heal wounds. Maybe he or she would have excelled at school, and gone on to discover a cure for cancer,
My son or daughter might have become a writer, who would write a novel that would have turned the world on its head. It's possible that being a fireman or policeman would have been more his style or maybe she would of been a ballerina or an air hostess. I can imagine him rushing into a burning building, or stopping a dangerous criminal, and saving lives or her performing in Broadway or helping passengers on and off planes flying all around the world. Then again, he or she could have become a politician. Maybe would have become prime minister of Australia or the prime minister of England.We'll never know all that, my son or daughter could have been or done, because he or she was robbed of life before birth.
I shudder to think what it must have been like for my baby, whose tiny heart had already been beating for nine weeks, whose toes and fingers, arms and legs, mouth and lips were already formed and working, to feel his life being ripped away from him or her. My baby, at the time , already had his own distinct nose, his own blood type, and fully functioning organs. Worst of all i dont know if he or she could feel pain. Did the impact of the the car , stop his or her little heart and brain functioning. It breaks my heart to imagine.
I lost my baby that day, and I still feel the pain with every moment...'' He took a pause before carrying on, ''- even though I never saw him or her, never held , and never even felt him or her move.
The pain is not any less just because my baby wasn't born. I still lost the chance to be a father and I didn't have a choice about it. What happened to my baby was not fair to either of us especially since my beautiful wife does not understand most of this due to her condition and its not fair to know that she may never be able to r-r-remember, and I vow to do all that I can to ensure that others don't have to go through the same thing.
Baby, I love you. I always have I always will. I don't understand why this had to happen, and I'm s-s-sorry for all the pain you went through..... I'll see you in Heaven.'' as he spoke the final words he broke down on the stage in front of everyone. He fell to his knees and sobbed until my father jumped up out of his seat and ran up the steps to wrap his arm around him and help him down the stage.

Looking around the room everyone was in tears including myself and Calum shed a few tears as well holding my close to him.

******

After the funeral there was no wake. Just a couple of people decided to go to the bar. I told Calum to go so Ashton wouldn't be alone as i went back to the apartment exhausted from the day we've had. I took off my shoes , got changed into sweats and a black t-shirt and curled up on the sofa with Promise watching re-runs of Keeping up with Kardashians.

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