You Are Mine ✔

Chapter Seventeen

*Nikita's POV*

       Pain. That's all I could feel as I laid there on my bed. The doctor continued to examine me, asking questions that I didn't understand. How could I be having a miscarriage? It's only been a few days since Dominic and I laid together. Surely something else must be going on, it can't be true.. A flurry of people came in and out of the room as they brought in equipment for her. After I was hooked up to random machines. One I knew was monitoring my heart but the others I wasn't sure what they were for. Doctor Kip also did an ultrasound and whatever the results were.. they weren't good. Doctor Kip cleared out all the other nurses only allowing Jenna to stay with me. Jenna was clearly having a hard time keeping it together but she was trying to keep me calm as the Doctor tried to pull off my pants.

"Luna, please. I need to examine you." She pleaded with me, the worry in her voice made me pull my shit together.

She was only trying to help me and I was only making it worse for everyone right now, including myself. The more I struggle the more pain I was in. Doctor Kip examined me as I laid there holding Jenna's hand, the pain in my stomach only increased. I cried out curses when my stomach cramped so hard I couldn't breathe. As I breathed through the pain my bedroom door opened, From behind the nurse in the doorway I could see Dominic looking right at me. Our eyes locked together for a split second before the door was closed once again. An odd sense of calm came over me, relieving a fraction of the pain. The nurse rushed over to the side of my bed with a tray. My eyes zeroed in on the syringe in Doctor Kip's hand.

"What is it?" I asked, my voice even sounded weak to my ears.

"It's just something to help with the pain Luna."

"Please, call me Ni--Nikita." I grunted through the pain. Kip smiled down at me, her eyes holding emotions I couldn't decipher as she swiftly stuck the needle into my arm.

A small growl bubbled out of my throat as Quinn let her presence come forward for a brief moment before disappearing into the back of my mind once again. This whole time she has been dormant, I can feel that even she, herself is tired and in pain. It hurts my heart to know there's nothing I can do for her but I wish she would talk to me. I haven't felt this alone in such a long time. Quinn and I have always been together, helping each other through everything. Not having her support or being able to talk to her leaves me feeling so empty. Soon the pain was almost nonexistent, I could still feel it but it was like a small annoying pinch deep inside.

"Doc." She came to stand at the head of my bed, a small fake smile on her face. I didn't like the look in her eyes.. something bad was happening and she knew it.

"Yes, Luna?"

"I told you to call me Nikita, Doc." I gave her a pointed look as I slowly sat up, leaning back against my head board. She gave a a small genuine smile as I continued to talk.

"What's happening to me? I.. I can't be having a." I swallowed hard after taking a deep breath. "I can't be having a miscarriage.. right?" Sadness and pity seeped into her eyes as she reached down and held my hand. Sitting on the edge of my bed she brushed some hair way from my sweaty face.

"I'm sorry Nikita, but you are. There is nothing I can do about it, I wish there was something I could do to help you but the baby is already gone." Tears began to pool in my eyes as her words finally sunk in.

I had a miscarriage..? I.. I lost a baby. My baby. My world stopped spinning as I stared into her eyes. I couldn't move, couldn't speak. My breath caught in my throat as tears spilled and ran down my cheeks. I sobbed into my hands as my body shook, my breath coming in short painful bursts as I pulled air into my lungs. Doctor Kip and Jenna sat there, rubbing my shoulders, telling me everything would be okay. They were trying to make me feel better but I could feel myself slipping, the darkness that has always been there, in the back of my mind was slowly creeping in. The darkness that overtook me when my parents died.. The darkness that swallows me whole. My sobs stopped as I stopped fighting it.