Hope In Their Eyes: book 2

Chapter 18: He's Recovering

       It's been three months and still, Sam hasn't woken up. I was afraid for him and our baby, I was in my final trimester. The morning sickness and cravings was really bad at 8 months. I looked like a mess so as much as I didn't want too, I had to take care of myself. I was trying to stay healthy and strong for them.
       Just out of nowhere I slipped and almost fell on my belly but I stopped the impact with my hand. But I did fall on my back and I cried out in pain as the impact with my hand caused trouble. Doctor's and nurses swarmed in the hospital room but Josh was the one to help me out if the shower. Since he was gay and my best friend didn't mind it at all. I had to be helped into a nightgown and the doctors checked on me and my baby.
     "You need to be careful, Skittles!" He was freaked out and worried out of his skeleton. My hand had stopped me from hurting the baby but shattered my bones in my hand in the process. Josh was scolding me on how careful I need to be and overreacting. "What was I suppose to do I would've fallen on my belly." He shook his head. "I understand that part but you need to be cautious especially in the shower from now on, your already enough of a mess and going through a lot." I rolled my eyes."Wow thanks," I said, sarcastically.
He shook me off," you know what I meant Skits, I might just have to put you on watch duty and have bodyguards for you, you could have been hurt badly." I hugged him and laid my head on his shoulder. Then grabbed his shoulder with both hands and looked in his eyes, "I promise, I am okay, stop overreacting. You worry too much, your gonna have an aneurysm and I don't need that." He nodded and hugged me then left the room, leaving me in my thoughts again.
I have to wear a cast for 6 weeks now and it has been 3 months and a week that Sam has been in that coma, it worried me more every day. I thought every day was another day that he was gonna stay asleep forever. My wrist hurt but they couldn't give me any pain medications because I'm pregnant so I have to suffer. I jumped at the sound of the doctor. "Your very lucky that you caught the fall before your impact, it would've been fatal for your baby." I rubbed my tummy as to protect our child. I've gone to my ultrasound appointments alone, they had wanted them tell me two exciting news about the baby but I wanted to wait til he was awake to know the gender and whatever else they wanted to discuss.

             I was very grateful for my instinct at that moment. It was a miracle but I think I would call it a motherly instinct instead of instinct but the price was some shattered bone but it was so worth it. It saved my gift and I wasn't going to be upset about the little bones. But more than anything, it is a very very big miracle. I wish Sam was awake so I could tell him how big of a miracle the baby really is I was only 15 when the doctors gave me the heart wrecking news. It was a moment that broke my spirit and my heart.                                                                                                             I had gotten pregnant by Ben unwillingly and as much as I would've been hurt I would've kept the child no matter how hurt I would have been because it wasn't the act that I was pregnant by a monster but the fact I would have to explain to my child how it happened with her and she would've hated herself. That was if Ben didn't kill it, but he had hit me in the belly and killed my baby, it was stillborn. As much as it hurt that it was against my will but that was a growing tiny baby in me, and it was gonna be my child. I would've never given it up after 9 months or killed it during trimesters. I never told Sam because I am scared of what he would think of me. I couldn't bear it if Sam looked at me in a disgusted manner.

              The doctor came into the room silently."How are you doing?" I looked at Sam and noticed how handsome he was still, in this condition. "Well I am in pain but I am fine." I turned back to him looking at him. "How is he, doctor?" I asked about Sam not worried about me. He gave me a polite smile and said," he is starting to recover quickly, his nervous system is slowly recovering." I felt hope flicker in my eyes once again.