Mackenzie

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"Oh my god, I feel like this was our fault.. we weren't there in time to pick her up. it's all our fault."

I woke up to the sound of Taylor's voice who was blaming her and Sam for whatever happened to that plane.

They looked over at me shocked. I have stitches all over my body, IVs in my arm, and an oxygen mask covering my face.

"The nurse said you can take the mask off when you woke up and well, you did, so.."

I took off the mask and said,

"It wasn't your fault."

I then got up and walked to the bathroom, and looked in the mirror. I look very pale, with chapped lips, and makeup smeared on my face. The stitches and IVs make me look and feel even worse. Then the realization hit me-Luke... Is dead.

I start sobbing, the tears running down my face are making my makeup even worse.

Once I calm myself down, I wipe my face with a kleenex and head back into the room to see the nurse standing by my bed. Oh god.

"Take a seat Miss Kirk." The nurse says while I sit back down in the hospital bed.

"You hit your head hard when you fell on the ground.. With all the stuff that's emotionally happened in your life, you have anxiety and depression. Also, you are going to have to stay here for a while."

All I thought was, 'great now I'm mentally unstable, probably not getting that internship anymore'

Since I'm not getting the internship, I don't really know what I'm doing here in LA. I mean I could go back with my family but I don't really want to go on a plane-like ever again.

"Another thing, you knew you were pregnant before boarding on that plane right?" the nurse asked.

"I'm p-pregnant?!" I said shocked.

"I'll let you and your friends process this." The nurse said walking out of the room.

I looked over at Taylor and Sam and said,

"I'm carrying my dead boyfriend's baby?!" I said in terror. I've always wanted kids-but definitely not like this.

The nurse bursted into the room and explained,

"We need to give you an ultrasound to make sure the baby's okay."

I nodded my head and she proceeded to put the gel on my stomach. It was very cold and felt weird. I have no clue what it's called but she put something on my stomach so she could see the baby.

"I'm so surprised.. Your baby is absolutely fine and healthy, or should I say she."

She can already tell the gender? I don't know how I didn't find out I was pregnant until now. I just realized that girls look like their dads most of the time. Maybe I should get an ab-no way I can't do that. She's going to be a part of my life no matter what. I guess I'm happy-something to remember Luke by.

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Today they're releasing me from the hospital. I already have a house because me and Luke came here to get a house, but we had to wait for our old house to get sold. Now all this happened.. He's dead, I'm pregnant, and I'm never going on a plane again so.. I'll probably never see my parents again.

"Mack, you ready to go now?" Taylor asked, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Yeah, sure." I replied.. I don't know if I want to go to the house me and... Luke picked out.

The entire car ride consisted of me being extremely quiet while looking out of the window. It's raining today in LA. Perfect weather to describe my mood.

As we approach the house, a tear rolls down my cheek, but I suck it up.. I don't like it when my makeup smears all over my face.

As we enter the house, everything that has happened, practically drowns my mind. Wow, I have no idea how I'm dealing with this right now...

It's just too much.