Sex And Love || Gary Rossington (Completed)

21. Simple Man

1974
The constant celebration around me was positively overwhelming. As expected, the day I got married was very controversial, and stirred up some tension with friends and family. Through all that though, I still don't regret the day I stood there with a pretty bow and a matching purple dress and became Kennedy Carol-Rossington. As promised in our vows, Gary and gave eachother the inspiration to chase after our dreams. It was this encouragement that had got me through the stress of vet school.

Gary, and the rest of his rocking band couldn't be better. Their new album, Second Helping seems to be their big break. I can't say how proud I am of them for that.

If you told me years ago that this is how my life would turn out, I'd call bullshit right then and there. And if you told me that any minute I'd be ready to have a baby, I'd do the same thing.

When I first found out the news that I was pregnant, naturally I became harboured with mixed feelings. I was excited, but some sort of phantom was screaming in my mind that something was going to go wrong, the nightmarish rushing thoughts never changed, sometimes Gary would have to rock me for hours until I finally calmed down.

Remember the phantom screaming at me all the time? Turns out it was right. The doctors told me that it was a high risk pregancy. The option they deemed as the most safe made me almost throw up when I heard them recommend it.

That day still remains one of the worst days of my life. Gary and I had a huge fight when we got home from the doctors appoitment and I just felt so lost.

The doctors words entered my mind again as soon as I looked down and noticed my water had broken. I'd assured Gary the whole time of my confidence, but frankly I was terrified as hell. But there was no way I'd be at fault for the loss of a child again. I hated that my body took an innocent soul away.

When I saw the hospital get bigger as we got closer, the more nervous I became. I considered the raging pain somewhat of a blessing, I'd much rather feel it then intense dark memories.

Time seemed to have gone in a flash. I'd heard snippets of a conversation from Crystal and an unknown man that she was considering leaving. If I wasn't in labour right now, perhaps I would have tried to convince her not to quit being the head nurse.

For the first time in my life, there was nothing on my mind. My body's instincts controlled the whole situation.

"Gary are you okay? Maybe you should be laying down in this bed instead of me." I laughed and held his hand tighter. "Babe I'm just trying to lighten the mood. You look like you're about to pass out."

"No baby I'm fine." Gary kissed my forehead, but I could tell he was far from the confident he claimed to be. "You just need to relax for a bit okay baby?"

"Okay." Taking a deep breath, I quickly kissed him before the pain kicked it again. I couldn't find the strength to keep myself from crying.

The more time passed, the more it hurt. I couldn't make out anything present in the room. It all turned to brightly coloured blobs. I couldn't even hear my own voice when I was yelling for Gary. I tried to follow the doctors instructions and keep pushing, but every second that went by I could feel my body fading away even more. Then all I could feel was air. Not even Gary's hand. Not even the doctors hard hands on my knees. Just emptiness.

Next, I ended up at a place I didn't recognize. Now I could stand up, walk around, do whatever I wanted. I furrowed my eyebrows when I noticed it was empty. "Gary!" I frantically screamed. "Gary where are you?"

"Kennedy he isn't here." I was in shock when I saw the voice belonged to Bethany. "But you need to go be with him. And your daughter."