Summer's POV:
"Why can't I go back there? I'm her sister for crying out loud!" I yelled at the lady at the front desk. "Ma'am! She's her blood sister. My wife wants and needs her back there. I'm sorry, but she's coming back here whether you like it or not." Nash told the lady. She gave me a dirty look and rolled her eyes. "Whatever." She mumbled.
"People like that make me sick." Nash mumbled, loud enough so the lady could hear him. I tried my best not to laugh. As we walked down the hall, his breathing was weird. "Nash." I said, and stopped. "It's okay. This is gonna be a good experience. Don't be nervous, okay?" I said, and smiled. He grinned back, his breathing going back to normal.
"Room 780, this is it." He said, and walked in. Ally was laying there, grabbing the side of the bed with her eyes closed. "Is this normal? Is she supposed to be in this much pain?" Nash said, right as the nurse walked in. I went to say something, but the nurse budded in. "Totally normal. Once we give her the medicine, she wont feel a thing, but we have to wait until the baby is being pushed out. So she's gonna be in pain for awhile."
I looked back at Ally. Her eyes now wide. "How long is awhile?!" She said, almost yelling. "Maybe an hour or so." The nurse said, and walked out. "AN HOUR OF ALL THIS SHIT?! ARE YOU SERIOUS?" She yelled. A tear rolled out of her eye. I felt so bad for her. "I'm gonna go get Hayes." Nash said. I nodded my head.
When Nash walked out, I grabbed a chair and scooted it close to Ally's bed. "You made it Ally! In no time, Baby Grier is gonna be here." I grabbed her hand. They were cold. Colder than usual. "Ally?" I whispered. She wasn't answering. Suddenly, beeping went off, making my ears ring. The machines went crazy.
Tears welled up in my eyes as I ran out of the room, screaming and crying. "SOMETHING IS WRONG! SOMETHING IS GOING ON! I NEED HELP! HELP!!" I yelled. Empty halls. "WHAT THE HELL?!" I looked around, praying that this was a dream. But nobody, at all. I ran back into the room, machines still ringing.
Some man ran into the room. "A fire is in the building, you need to get out." He said. "No way! My sister is in labor! You need to help me! Her machines are going off and it's scaring me! What does it mean!?" He ignored my question, he tried to run out of the room but I grabbed his sleeve. "Your a doctor. You should be willing to risk your own life to save others. Two lives actually." I whispered, tears still rolling out.
"Fine, help me get the bed out of here, we will move to the hospital down the road. Quick though, I think either the baby, or your sister is dying." He said. And with those last words, everything went black. Smoke filled the room up, and the last thing I heard, was the ringing.
A/N: Did you see that coming? 😏
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Emotional Love Story.{Jack Gilinsky}
Teen FictionSometimes love isnt meant for everybody. Is it meant for Summer and Jack?