P.S I love you~ Paul McCartney

If only

I woke up in a bright room. I looked down and saw I was in some kind of gown. I looked around the room, I was at the hospital. There were clipboards on the wall and drawers on each side of the bed. I looked around some more and saw a man in the corner. He had his face in his hands he was slightly crying. I wasnt just any man, I recognized that mop top anywhere.

"Paul." The words were barely audible since my throat was so dry. But it was enough for him to hear in the silent room.

"Sophie!" He quickly got up and came over to me.

"W-What happened? Why am I here?" I brought my hand up to my head as a sudden aching headache took over.

"Well um- w-what do you remember?" Asked Paul nervously.

"I don't know." I Thought for a moment until it came to me. "I remember you drunk. And the stairs, I fell down the stairs and everything went black."

"Sophie I'm so sorry!" Cried paul against the bed.

"Mrs.McCartney, you're awake." Said a man coming into the room. He must've been my doctor, he looked around 46 at most.
"How are you feeling?"

"Not to Well my head hurts."

"Of course I suppose you remember what happened?"

"Yes."

"You fell down the stairs."

"Yes."

"And if I may ask what exactly happened to cause you to fall?" I notice him give paul a suspicious look.

"Um...."

"You can answer truthfully." said the doctor.

"what's that suppose to mean?" Paul Said.

"I'm just trying to remember exactly.... I was going up the stairs and I stepped wrong, I lost my balance and fell back. Yes that's why happened.

"Hmm alright." He wrote my response down on a paper.
"Now you did hit your head hard so no major damage however I do have bad news for the both of you."  My face fell.

That's when it hit me. I had a baby growing inside me! I haven't even thought about him or her!

"Uh mr, my baby. How's my baby?" I asked nervously.

"That's the bad news..." the doctor paused in between. I knew what was coming. I felt the tears surfacing my eyes, I clutched onto Pauls hand.

"W-What is it?" Asked Paul oblivious to what the doctor had to say.

"You took the fall hard as you know and unfortunately you miscarried. You're no longer pregnant. I'm sorry, I'll leave you two alone."
He exited the room. He said those lines so quick. I barely processed it I didn't want to process it. I didn't say anything, instead I was lost I stared off into space surrounded by my own thoughts. I let go of Pauls hand. There was so many ways this could've been prevented. I felt angry and depressed.

If only I hadn't invited George. If only I wouldn't have let him kiss me. If only I hadn't stopped Paul before he could leave. If only I would've talked to him when he came home. If only I hadn't walked up those stairs behind him.

I didn't know who to blame. I could blame George or Paul even myself. Or I could use the classic 'it wasn't your fault, it was no ones fault' I didn't even care anymore yet at the same time it's the only thing that mattered. Looks like I'm not going to be a mom anytime soon anymore. I wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone. I didn't even realize the tears flowing down my eyes, I forgot how paul was next to me doing the same.

"S-sophie I'm so sorry."

"Me too." I whispered.