you are 18 years old while your boyfriend Ethan, is 19. your best friends are emma chamberlain, grayson dolan, and james charles. ethan is very abusive towards you, will your friends ever find out? is there something more going on with you and gray...
Emma POV I began to grind on Ethan. I felt him puff for air below me. We were currently at the club and we went to a private room. We were dancing but we were both angsty and knew what we wanted. So I led him to this private room. He put to hands on my hips and I reached down and kissed his lips. (This is weird but it's important) He began to suck on my neck leaving MANY hickeys. I let out a small (a/n don't do it... don't do it....) Moan. (a/n FUCK) Ethan just smirked at me and than i disconnected my neck from his mouth. He wimpered but then, I began to suck on his neck leaving hickeys. I left a Whole ring around his neck line and then I looked up into the mirror that was above us. Shit he did the same to me. He smirked at me and then threw his shirt off. You kinda know what happens next....
Doctor pov— "Alright we got a pregnant 18 year old, her name is Bailey Anderson, she is currently 9 months pregnant and the baby is in fetal distress." I called out as we rushed this poor young teenager down the halls. "So your saying at this point it's her life or the baby's?" A nurse asked looking me in the eye. I nodded sadly and continued to look at the stats that were held above the gernie. God, who am I gonna save. "PRESS IT" I yelled at a random visitor who was right by the elevator, which is where we needed to go. As soon as we stepped into the elevator I got my flashlight out and looked into- Baileys? Yeah Baileys eyes. "Non responsive" i mumbled. "How did we get this information?" I asked looking into the other eye. "Non responsive" I whisperd again. "Shit" "We located a cellular device and there was a note written with all of this information." The nurse explained
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^what the note looked like "Weird" a nurse mumbled. "Was there a number?" I asked. "Yes an ethan dolan with the number **-" the nurse began. "Call it. Now" I demanded. He looked up at me and nodded his head very fast. Fucking intern. While I was talking with the dumb intern. I should name him. Fucktard? Nah ducktard. While ducktard was talking I was assessing all of the injuries on this girl. She had scars from what I'm assuming self harm on her forearms. Her face was all bruised up with 2 black eyes. A swollen nose. A busted up lip. And a huge huge gash/bruise on her right cheek. Her neck had a few bruises nothing serious. Her forearms were all cut up but there was a very serious gash on her left arm, that needed to be clean and sewn up immediately. I pulled up her stomach to reavel a huge bump. Not her baby bump- a bad bump. Her stomach was bent in at a place and if I'm not mistaken, there's no way that Baby could be alive in there. On her side there was two tear marks that looked like big scratches. What the fuck happened to this girl? And then her legs were full of blood. How? I looked up her legs by her thighs and that's when I saw it. Blood.
Finally the elevator dinged. Fucking finally. "Someone call that god damn number NOW AND LETS MOVE!" I screamed.
Ethan POV— Emma and I had just finished playing jenga and now we were just making out. Fully clothed may I add 😎 Suddenly my phone started to ring. I rolled my eyes and then picked it up off the table next to me. Emma wimpered and then sat up on me. "Hello this is ethan dolan" I answered pissed. "Uhm hello sir, you need to get to the hosptial now." The voice exclaimed to me. Suddenly I sat up straight. "What is it" Emma wispered. I put my finger to her mouth and furrowd my eyebrows. "Why?" I asked quickly. "Do you know bailey Anderson?" The voice asked. "Yes" I gulped. "She's my girlfriend" "Well I'm sorry to say it sir. But you need to get here NOW. it's her baby's life or her own." He told me. "Oh my god, HER LIFE BAILEYS LIFE SAVE BAILEY IM ON MY WAY." I yelled standing up. Emma stood up as well. I chucked my Phone into my pocket and then began to storm out the door. We got into my car and I sped off toward the hosptial. Once we arrived I ran to the front desk. "H-hello, my g-girlfriend she, bailey Anderson" I got out. "Please take a seat in the waiting area and the doctors should come out and give you updates on bailey." The nurse smiled. I smiled softly and then looked down at her. He scrubs were covered in blood. I looked back up at her with tears in her eyes. She put her hands on my shoulders. "I was her nurse she will be just fine." She reassured me. She smiled and Then walked away. I went over and sat in the waiting room. Holding Emma's hand. Until I saw 3. Bloody. Bloody surgeons appear. "Bailey Anderson" they called out. Emma and I stood. I gulped. "I'm sorry to inform you but-"
Nurse pov— Moments before the sugery. We were prepping bailey for suregery when I was holding her stomach. Suddleny blood began to shoot out of her stomach. "Shit" I mumbled. "WE NEED TO GET THE BABY OUT NOW!" I yelled. The doctors came in quickly and put on gloves and an extra robe coat. I walked out of the room while another nurse ran in. "HE WANTS THE BAILEY TO LIVE, let her live before the baby" He yelled. I walked out into the lobby. Defeated. She can't beat that. They will both die. I know it. Suddenly a hot young man ran in with a pretty young lady behind him. He ran up to the front desk where I was. "H-hello my g-girlfriend she, bailey Anderson" he shot out at me. Oh shit that's the girl we were just working on. That's gonna die. I tried to act as calmly as I could. "Please take a seat in the waiting area and then doctors should come out and give you updates on bailey." I smiled at him. Deep down I wanted to cry for him. He softly smiled at me and then looked down at my scrubs. My bloody, bloody, scrubs. Shit WHY DIDNT I CHANGE. He looked back up at me slowly and with tears in his eyes. I didn't know how to comfort him so I put my hands on his shoulders. Damn rock solid. "I was her nurse, she will be just fine." I reassured him. I smiled and walked away. He could probably sense my fake ness. She's gonna die. Fuck.
