Someone you loved - ON HOLD.

The aftermath.

Songs I recommend listening to for this chapter are; Someone You Loved - Lewis Capaldi and Hold on - Chord Overstreet
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Rebecca's POV:

A Few Months Ago:
All I could feel was an intense amount of pain, sickness threatening to spill out at any given moment. I didn't want to move, I didn't want to think,

"Rebecca!" Voices, a lot of commotion happening beside me. I tried my best to pay attention to what everyone was saying, but the pain, boy did the pain make it seem like it was just it and myself in the world. I let out a grunt, trying to sit myself up, one hand clutching my stomach and the other on the floor as a support system.

"C...Colby..." My voice was barely a whisper.

"I'm here baby, I'm here." Colby had slid next to me, picking me up to lay in his arms. This was the place I loved to be most. So secure and safe. "Are you okay, where does it hurt?" His voice was filled with concern

"Bec, were going to get you to the medics okay. They'll help you." Fergal now came into view, turning around as quickly as he could. Daggers shooting into the three girls in front of him. "What the hell was that?! It wasn't scripted!" He snarled.

"We..we didn't know! Vince told us to make a scene with the female talent!" Liv look ahead in shock, her mouth open enough it could possibly catch flies. "We are so sorry!"

I nodded my head, "Medic. Now." And with that we were off.

"You are extremely lucky, Rebecca. Baby felt it all, but tucked away safely. You aren't bleeding which is amazing considering the amount of damage that had been caused. If you do experience bleeding, I would recommend going to your local emergency room." One of the medics smiled at me, patting my shoulder. "Now please, rest. No more work for you."

Colby sighed with relief, like a weight had been lifted from his shoulders. I guess I should stay out of work, relax and let this run it's course before something bad does happen.

At home I laid on the bed, Colby bringing me a heat pad to put on the bottom of my stomach to take away some of the pain,

"What were you thinking? Throwing those punches at them..." His hands covering his eyes, I knew he was mad, but of course he wouldn't show it. Now now. But you could hear the hurt, the pain he was going through

"I wasn't going to let them attack me like that without defending myself, Colby and you should know that!" I laid my head back on the pillow, darkness slowly consuming me.

After what felt like hours, I woke up. Dampness on the sheets of the bed, am I dreaming? No...I quickly pulled back the covers, laying in a pool of blood. My own blood in fact. "COLBY!" Tears streamed down my face, I quickly slipped out of bed, blood rushing down my legs. No. "Colby, the baby." Colby had shot up, rushing over to my side grabbing a towel off of the stand beside me.

"Oh god no. Let's go!" He lifted me up in his arms once again, running to the car. "When did it start?"

"I...I don't know, I woke up and there was blood, I called you..." My voice was shaky, I couldn't comprehend what was happening. I didn't like this one bit. Colby had skidded into the emergency room parking lot, grabbing me out of the seat before running in with me. "Someone help!" All eyes were now on us. Nurses and doctors rushing to our aid.

"What happened?" A doctor placed me into a wheel chair, wheeling me into an exam room.

"She, she's pregnant and we're wrestlers so we get hit. She wasn't in the ring but got hurt and experienced blood when she woke up from her sleep." Colby shivered, his words like venom coming out of his mouth.

"Right, we'll have to start by propping you up to the blood pressure unit, do a pelvic then check on baby." The doctor smiled at me, and began doing the procedures. The doctor started the scan, his eyes searching the screen. Colby hand grasped mine, bringing it to his lips as he placed a soft kiss on my knuckles. "I am so sorry Miss Quinn, Mr Lopez but it looks like a miscarriage." Those small words were enough to break me, my free hand quickly shot to my mouth, muffling the sound of my sobs. This couldn't be right could it? No. I wouldn't allow it to be.

"We recommend letting the body run over this, there isn't anything we can do as you are not that far along. But you'll need plenty of rest, no sexual activity for a period of 3 weeks until you feel better in yourself. Until then, I am sorry again." The doctor stood up, his head low as he walked out.

"Bec..." Colby sobbed, this was hurting him as much as it was hurting me. He wasn't even the one that was carrying this little bug but he still felt as if he or she was already here. It hurt to breath, to think. The tears rapidly came down my cheeks now, not caring how much spilled. Not caring if I was going to dehydrate. "I...how." He was at loss for words, pacing back and forth in the room.

"This, this is their fault. Your fault." He stopped dead in his tracks, turning around. "No I didn't mean that last part."

I lifted my head, "My fault? How is any of this my fucking fault?!" Now I was angry. Now I didn't care how angry I got, I didn't need to keep stress levels down.

"I didn't mean it like that!" Colby shouted. His hand rubbing his forehead. "I just, you.." He sighed softly. "I specifically asked you not to put yourself in harms way and you did. You threw punches that you were suppose to do hence this whole mess!"

"I didn't know they were going to attack me, did I? It wasn't suppose to be in the show. How dare you blame me." I growled, my voice not sounding like my own, my Irish accent fully coming out a lot more now that I was raging.

"This has completely turned our lives around. I, I'm not sure how the hell im suppose to handle this."

"Handle what?! Your body doesn't have to deal with this. Your body doesn't have to reject your baby!" I sobbed harder.

"I don't know how to deal with this mentally or emotionally, Rebecca!" Colby had shaken his head, seriously pissed. "I'm just, I'm going to go."

"Screw you!"

"No Rebecca, you've already done that." And with those being his last words, he was gone. Gone from the hospital. Gone from my home. My life.

I had lost the only two people that meant so much in my life in a matter of days. In a matter of days my life, came crumbling down. But the only way to go from the bottom...Is up.