Keep Holding On

Here Comes Goodbye

October 2nd, 2029
Malibu, USA
Miley's POV

"Where's Benjamin?" I ask.

"There's been a problem." The nurse says.

"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god...Liam, no." Liam hugs me tight and doesn't let go.

"What kind of problem? Would you tell us so my wife can stop freaking out?" Liam asks, still hugging me.

"Don't let go Liam."

"I won't."

"The baby is fine. I'm so sorry, the mother changed her mind. She wants to keep the baby." Liam lets go of me in shock. I turn around to face the nurse. "I'm so sorry."

"But- no." I looked at the man from the adoption agency. "She can't do that, right? Please?"

"Legally, the mother has twenty-four hours after the baby is born to change her mind. It doesn't happen often but it does happen. I'm very sorry."

"So what do we do? Just- just walk away, go home and act like it never even happened? That's- no."

"We can start again." He says.

It seems like it doesn't even matter to him. I mean, this was a huge thing for Liam and me. I know he was helping us a lot but I just don't think he cares too much.

"Babe-" Liam says, trying to put a hand on my shoulder but I walk away.

I was sitting in the car. I cried for probably ten minutes. I kept looking at the carseat, which just made me cry even more. I'm guessing Liam hasn't came here because he knows I need my space right now. I heard my phone buzz, it was on silent. I looked and debated on reading it.

Liam: are you in the car?

Liam: do you wanna go home?

Miley: yes. I wanna go home

Not too long after I sent that text I saw Liam coming to the car. He got in the driver's seat and sat there for a moment.

"I'm upset too Miley."

I didn't reply. I just sat there, silent. The whole ride home I was quiet. When we got home I walked to Liam's and my room. I lied on the bed and started to cry more.

"I'm gonna call my parents and ask them to keep the kids til a little later."

I just ignored him. I lied in bed for a long time. I probably fell asleep cause I woke up and it was dark outside. I heard the kids out in the living room. I don't know what Liam has told the kids. I don't know what he told to everyone. They're gonna be curious as to why we haven't sent pictures or posted anything online. I don't want to even talk about it. This is the second time I've lost a baby. Sure he didn't die, but it's basically gonna feel like it. I'll never get to see him again or hear anything about him. I won't know anything about him. And that is truly heartbreaking. I heard a knock on the door and heard it open slowly. I turned over to see Liam. He shuts the door behind him and sits by me.

"The kids are home, they just finished dinner. Want me to bring you anything babe?" I shake my head no. "Okay. Just let me know if you want anything. Can I stay?"

I shake my head no again so he stands up and walks to the door. He looked like he was about to say something, but he stayed quiet and left. I hate doing this to my family, but I just need some space.

About an hour and a half passes by, I was still in bed. I hear another knock but this time it's Jessica that opens the door and comes in.

"Hey mom? Can I please come in?" Jessica asks. I nod softly and she walks in and shuts the door. She gets on the bed and sits next to me, but I still lay down.