Wrestling ONE SHOTS and IMAGINES

8 Seth Rollins (Part 3 for #2)

I woke up the next morning in my hotel room. It was already 11 o'clock, but I slept maybe 3 hours in total. Seth basically tried to call me all night. He tried to call, he sent text messages and voice mails. Even e-mails, anything he could think of. But I didn't respond to any of them. I was way too hurt to talk to him or even think about him. In the end, I blocked his number to finally calm down.

I rolled out of bed and made my way to the bathroom. The look in the mirror showed me that I looked as terrible as I felt. My eyes were red and swollen, I was pale like a ghost and my hair was a complete mess.

Maybe a hot shower will help me relax. But my mind was everywhere. Just as I went back into the bedroom to get dressed, my phone rang again. Since I blocked Seth, it couldn't be him. Unless he was calling from a foreign number. If it was Seth, I'd just hang up. Reluctantly, I answered the call.

"Hello?" I said softly.

"Ms. L/N? Oh, I'm so glad I got ahold of you. This is Doctor Miller. Y/N I know yesterday was a very difficult day for you, but I'd still like to ask you to come back to the hospital. You didn't let us finish our tests, and we want to make sure you don't have any complications. Such as infection or, at worst, sepsis. And we really need to do an ultrasound to confirm that you have had a miscarriage," explained Dr. Miller.

After I took a deep breath, I said, "All right, doctor, I'll come by later today." As much as I hated going back to the hospital, I knew she was right. I had my health to think about.

A few hours later I was sitting in an examination room and a nurse took a sample of my blood. After she was finished, Dr. Miller came and told me to lie down on the examination bed so she could do the ultrasound.

"Okay Y/N. Let's have a look," she said as she moved the probe over my stomach. I just laid there, my eyes closed, I just wanted it to be over. What took so long? I was about to ask what was going on when Doctor Miller finally said something.

"Um...Well Y/N it looks like my suspicion of a miscarriage yesterday was wrong," she said slowly and in disbelief.

"WHAT?" I yelled. I couldn't believe my ears. Please don't let this be a joke.

"Yes Y/N see for yourself. Here is your baby." She pointed to the monitor and there it was, my beautiful little angel. Tears were running down my face. I couldn't believe it. Thank you, God. Thank you, thank you, thank you.

"Your baby seems fine. Of course, we could have known that yesterday if you hadn't left the hospital before the tests. But what's done is done. The only thing that matters is that you and the baby are healthy," she continued.

"But how is it possible, all that blood and pain? What happened?" I asked, glad I hadn't lost my baby on one hand, but confused on the other.

"Well I have to wait for the results of the blood test, but I would say what happened is called a rupture of a cervical polyp. It's not very common, but it would explain the blood loss and the pain. Without ultrasound, it's often mistaken for a miscarriage," she explained.

I was so relieved, but at the same time I felt so stupid. How much grief I could have saved myself if I had stayed in the hospital. But it didn't matter now. All that mattered was that my baby was alive.

My next thought was that I had to talk to Seth. I had to tell him that I didn't lose the baby. But something inside of me wouldn't let that happen. It was the word "failure" that I couldn't get out of my head.

I knew I had to tell him, but not yet. I wasn't ready for that.

Published July 1, 2020