The New Girls

Chapter 3

Olivia looked absolutely shocked but I was happier than ever. I heard Elena in the basement shaking the cage as hard as she could. I knew that she wasn't going to get out of that cage.

"Uh...." Olivia stuttered, "Absolutely." she added quickly.

Clay picked her up and swirled around. All the boys cheered as well as I. He set her down and gently put the ring on her finger. Jeremy smiled brightly and stood up again.

"This deserves something very special. Logan go to the wine cellar and get a bottle from my personal collection." Jeremy said joyously.

Logan walked out of the room smiling as the rest of us. I heard him walk to the cellar and grab a bottle of wine. As everyone was rejoicing and happy, I still felt sick. I walked to Olivia congratulating her but telling her I was going to lie down. Nick saw me walk from the kitchen and followed me.

"Hey, babe are you ok?" Nick asked warmly.

"I'm ok really I just need to lay down." I answered, "go back downstairs congratulate Clay and Olivia for both of us." I added.

"Are you sure?" He questioned worryingly.

"Yeah, I'm ok." I replied.

As Nick walked back downstairs I laid down on his bed and curled into a ball. I'd never felt like this before, I didn't know what was going on. I quietly called Jeremy upstairs. Jeremy snuck upstairs with no one following him.

"Are you alright?" Jeremy asked.

"I don't know, I've never felt like this before." I answered.

"Well what's wrong exactly?" he questioned.

"My stomach really hurts." I responded.

"On a scale of one to ten how bad?" Jeremy asked sitting me up.

"A six at least." I answered.

Jeremy straightened my legs out and started gently pushing on my stomach. My left side hurt worse than everywhere else. He kept pushing in the same spot and every time it hurt more and more. Jeremy looked very sad at me.

"My dear, it seems you are in the middle of a....." Jeremy trailed off.

"Middle of what?" I asked impatiently.

"A miscarriage." he said depressed.

My world started spinning; I didn't know I was pregnant let alone having a miscarriage. I didn't know what to feel or how to react. I felt pain not only in my stomach but in my heart. I was losing my child. Without knowing it myself I screamed and cried. I heard knocks on the door.

"Do you want Nick or Olivia in here?" Jeremy asked politely.

"Just Nick but please tell him, I can't bring myself to." I said tears in my eyes.

"Of course." Jeremy replied.

As Jeremy walked from the room I could almost see Nick's face when he heard. He quietly stepped into the room and came over to the bed. Nick didn't say anything he just laid down and wrapped his arms around me. Jeremy told everyone else to go back downstairs. As Nick and I laid there I finally stopped crying then slowly fell asleep.

The next day when I woke up Nick was not there. I slowly sat up and looked around the room. Everything almost looked a pale grey. I got up and got dressed. I walked downstairs and everyone was in the living looking in mourning. When Olivia saw me she rushed over and hugged me.

"Do you want..." Olivia was asking but I interrupted her, "I don't want to talk about it." I said.

"Ok." She replied backing off.