Miscarriage

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I felt sad and decided to take that sadness and do something useful with it so here's my sad writing

Ashton:

You watch Ashton on your computer screen. 5SOS is live recording a radio interview on a radio station.

You didn’t go with, though, since you just wanted to rest.

You suddenly feel an excruciating pain in your abdomen.

This doesn’t feel like the normal pregnancy pains.

Yes, you are four months pregnant.

You try to focus on the interview but the pain’s so overbearing.

Tears form in your eyes as you pull out your phone and dial the number.

You watch the screen as Ashton’s ring tone goes off during the interview and the other boys laugh.

Ashton blushes and takes out his phone.

“Hello?” He answers it.

You hear his voice through the phone you held to your ear.

“Ashton,” you mumble through the pain.

“What’s wrong, Y/N?” He asks you concerned.

“Ashton it hurts,” you wail.

“What hurts? What happened?” He asks you frantically.

“My abdomen, Ashton. My abdomen feels like I’m being stabbed,” you wipe your tears.

“Just hold on, baby, I’ll be there soon.” You watch as Ashton hangs up the phone and runs out of the radio room.

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“We’ve got your results, Mr. Irwin and Ms. Y/L/N,” the doctor walks up to you and Ashton.

Ashton grips your hand tightly.

“I’m afraid you’ve suffered from a miscarriage, Ms. Y/L/N. I’m sorry,” the doctor tells you gently.

You sit still, not knowing what to do or what to say.

The baby you loved.

The baby you bought tiny clothes for.

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