To The Ocean (COMPLETED)

Chapter Fifteen - Mistakes

When I woke up the first thing I noticed was that Daniel wasn't next to me. A few minutes later I noticed I was only in a sports bra and boxer shorts for women. Ice packs laid all over me and I still felt like I was having a heat stroke. I went to sit up and instantly regretted it. A sharp pain shot though my head so painful that I yelped as I flopped back down on the down pillows. Daniel came rushing over to me from the other room and started to bombard me with questions I didn't understand. I finally hand to clamp my hand over his mouth to get him to stop talking.

"Daniel I'm fine, just really thirsty and hungry. How long have I been sleeping?"

Daniel's face looked down and he mumbled something I couldn't understand. I smiled and lift my hand from his mouth so he could talk and he was slightly smiling.

"Three days."

I sighed and rubbed my eyes that almost felt like they had been glued shut. Daniel poured me a cup of water from a pitcher and handed me the glass. I gulped down the glass and two more before I was fine. He sat down on the edge of the bed. He had bruises under his eyes that told me he must've not slept a lot since I passed out. I looked down at myself and sighed.

"Why am I in different clothes?"

He chuckled.

"Mary told me these would be more comfortable and better for you to wear. She was a great help the past three days. Gave me extra time to get some sleep."

I sighed.

"You can sleep Daniel. I'll be fine, I promise."

He smiled and looked at me. I could tell he wanted to stay up but he needed to sleep. He stood up and laid down on  the couch across the room. In no time he was fast asleep and snoring softly. I slowly sat myself up and looked around. I was in Daniel's room by the looks of it. I pulled off the ice packs and stepped down on the floor. I grasped every piece of furniture I could to make it across the room to the hallway. That lead to the bathroom. Midway through the room my stomach felt like someone stabbed me. I held my breath and a hand flew to my stomach. I look over at Daniel but he was still fast asleep.

I wobbled as quick as I could into the bathroom and slammed the door shut. I fell to me knees and held back a scream of pain. Blood pooled all around me but I wasn't cut anywhere on my body. Excruciating minutes went by until I couldn't hold back my screams any longer. These screams weren't because of the pain or the blood. It was because of the small thing that was on the floor next to me covered in blood. The lifeless body of the one month baby that I had been carrying.

Footsteps ran to the door and tried to get it open without much luck. I had locked the door when I had come in. There was pounding and the worried voice of Daniel outside wanting me to open the door. I screamed at him to go away and just leave me alone. His voice was hurt but he was persistent at the door. A new step of footsteps came to the door and the pounding stopped. There was a light knock on the door and a small familiar voice called my name.

"Rosalie?  Rosalie, it's Mary. Hun can you open the door for me? I can help you with whatever is going on. I promise."

"Is Daniel gone? I don't want to open the door until he is gone."

The was a small pause of silence.

"He is gone. Now can you-"

I opened the door and Mary's eye widened at the blood covered floor. Her eyes scanned over me with confusion and looked at my bloody shorts. She then saw the small body of the baby I had wrapped in a towel. She looked at me with sad eyes and walked in and shut the door behind her. She had me take a shower as she cleaned up the mess and called Daniel to bring a shoe box. He brought it and set it by the door and left as he was told to. She brought the box in and placed the baby inside of it. When I was done taking a shower she took my bloody clothes and gave new ones. I changed into them without saying a word.

She gave me the box which I held gently in my hands. She then walked me out of the bathroom and back into the room where Daniel was standing by the window staring outside. He looked behind him and rushed over to me with relief. He looked at the box in my hands and the bloody clothes in Mary's. His face looked at mine and it seemed to click in his mind what had happened.

"Rose, I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry."

His hands held my face but I just looked at the box. My heart felt like someone had ripped it to pieces and set those on fire so all that remained were the ashes. I could never tell James or his parents. There was only one thing I could do.

"I want to bury her in the garden and plant a rose bush there. James and his parents can never know about this. Can you do that for me Mary?"

I said this in almost trance like. She nodded and carefully took the box from my hands and left the room. Daniel leaded me out to the window and pulled up a chair so I could sit. I didn't know what to do. First I find out I'm pregnant, then James leaves, and now I lost the baby. I had to call James and tell him. Daniel gave me the phone and I absently dialed James's number.

He answered the phone and I began to tell him all that happened. He sat silently on the other end of the line and I waited for him to say something. I waited for about three minutes and finally yelled at him to say something. That was a mistake. We ended up yelling back and forth on the phone until I was to the point of tears and he had hung up. He had blamed this on me and said we should just end things where they were. That he would send the papers for me to sign. I curled up into a ball and cried myself asleep. My mind went over all the mistakes I had made.

I didn't make amends with my parents, I didn't take it slow, I was a fool to believe that there was such thing as love, I should have told him, I shouldn't have moved that day. In my dreams I replayed all these moments and willed myself to do something different but I just made the same mistakes. I heard my name being called over and over again in my head but I couldn't make it stop. I screamed and sat up with my eyes open to see Daniel fall backwards off the bed. He had been trying to wake me.

Sprawled on the floor and laughing Daniel quickly stood up. I looked at him not humored at all and his face turned into a frown. His amber eyes lit up in the dark like a cats would. He sat back on the bed and scanned over me.

"Daniel, what are you doing?"

He smiled.

"I heard you talking and came in hear to see what you were doing. I found you talking in your sleep and tried to wake you up by calling your name."

I looked at him and rolled my eyes.

"I do not talk in my sleep! And if I was why would you even see what I was doing?"

He smiled.

"You were saying my name over and over. I thought you wanted me to come and see you."

I chuckled and shook my head. The only person who could make me laugh at a time like this had to be Daniel. I stared at the ceiling and coughed nervously.

"I guess I was thinking of you then."

He smiled nervously as I got out of bed and walked over to the window. A ship was at the fork and was piling mail and packages out of it. Somewhere in there was me and James's divorce papers that he said he would send. All I had to do then was sign them and then take the ring off. I looked at my hand and stared at the beautiful ring on my hand. It looked like it was mostly made of diamonds. I took it off and sat it on the window sill before I stripped out of my tank top and shorts. I walked over and pulled on a dress and zipped it up in the back. I turned around to see Daniel staring at me with his jaw dropped.

"You could have told me to leave before you undressed."

I smiled.

"Did you want to leave?"

He smirked and stood up. He was still dressed and I could tell he hadn't been sleeping. It was six in the morning and in a few minutes Mary would hand me the mail and I would sign it. Daniel would be by my side and he would help me through the next couple of months. He would be the one that never left my side. The one that I should have married. Then a year later he would propose to me with a fourteen carat Pink Star Diamond ring that cost him 19,540,654 dollars. I would say Yes and then we would travel the world together. Spending most of our time in the ocean that would take us everywhere. As for the ring I had from James, I gave it to the ocean.