Pregnant with the enemies baby

chapter|eighteen

•LOGAN•

It's the middle of the night when my phone wakes me up. I quickly answer it so it doesn't awake my beautiful girlfriend.

"What do you want at three in the damn morning?" I growl, not catering who's on the other side.

"Logan." Seths shaky voice answers from the phone.

His tone makes me sit up.

"What's wrong? Are you okay?"

"It's gone."

He can't be talking about....

"The baby?" I whisper praying that he's talking about his dog or something.

"It's dead." His sobs break me inside.

"Where are you?"

"Hospital." He croaks.

"I'm coming."

I end the call and throw on some clothes. Ah shit. I leave a note for her by the desk and run to the car. I broke about three laws trying to get there as quickly as I could.

I bust through the hospital doors and see my best friend,  breaking in front of my eyes. I run to him and pull him in a hug. Poor Lili. Poor him.

"She's gone. She's dead." I can't help but let a few tears slip my face at the sight of Seth.

"Go look at Lili. It's like she died with her." I barely hear him.

I walk into the room and there Lili is, pale as a ghost and staring at the wall.

"Lili." I whisper.

She doesn't even move. Not a flinch. I hate this for them. He was so happy. I can't bare the thought of this happing to Mason.

I walk back out of the room, I can't even look at her. I  let him cry in my lap. I feel so helpless. I don't know what to do.

The emergency door open. Multiple doctors and nurses surround the person on the stretcher.

"20 year old female. Gash to the head. She pregnant! Get her in the OR! She losing blood! HURRY DAMN IT!" One of the surgeons roar.

Who is it?

I feel Seth fall asleep on my lap, I gently remove his head from my lap and walk to the reception desk.

"Hi, um. Who was just rushed in the OR? It was a female and she was pregnant." I hope she's okay. I don't want someone to lose a baby. I don't even know this person but I still feel bad.

"Do you have relation to Ms.Crimson?" The bored lady asked.

Crimson.

No.

No.

She doesn't have a sister.

Fuck no.

"WHERE IS SHE?!"

I turn around and Elliot, who has red eyes rushes in.

"WHERES MY SISTER!" He yells.

No.

I feel my knees buckle. Time feels frozen. No.

"NO!" I run to the doors I saw her get carried through.

Nurses rush towards me and pull me away as I kick and scream, trying to get to Mason. This can't happen.

Elliot punch's me across the face.

"YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE WITH HER! TO PROTECT HER!"

"I DIDN'T KNOW! I THOUGHT SHE WAS AT HOME!" I yell back as tears helplessly fall down my face.

"Mr. Crimson and you sir. I need y'all to lower your voices. You can't do this here."

lWhy weren't you with her?" He croaks.

This is my fault.

If I would've have cake here, she's be okay.

"I had to come to the hospital. Where was she."

"An alley."

Why did I leave.

"Logan? Is everything okay?" I turn to see Seth starring at my red face.

"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT! IF YOU WOULDN'T HAVE CALLED ME, SHE WOULD BE OKAY! SHE WOULDN'T BE IN SURGERY! ITS ALL YOUR FAULT! MY BABY AND HER MIGHT DIE! ALL BECAUSE OF YOU!" I scream in his face.

People drag me away form him. I thrash in their arms. I just want Mason. I want her.

I feel a pinch on my arm and everything goes black.

I blink my eyes and harsh white lighting comes in to view.

What the fuck am I doing here?

Then everything come rushing back.

Mason.

The baby.

I shoot up and see Elliot sitting in a chair beside me.

"Sit down." He growls.

No.

I need to make sure she okay.

I ignore him and try to get out of bed but this damn IV is stuck to me.

"Is she okay." I whisper, afraid of the answer.

He sighs.

"She still in surgery."

My head falls on the pillow.

"Seth's fiancée has a miscarriage. That's why I was here. She was asleep when I left. She wasn't even supposed to be awake."

"It's not your fault. It's not your friend either. You should apologize."

Maybe he's right, maybe he's wrong.

All I know Is I need her to be okay. She all I want and if she's not here, I don't know what I'm even doing.

I used to hate her. I couldn't even care less about what happened to her. Ina short times span she became nothing to everything. She my everything.

She why I breath. She's the reason why I wake up in the morning and if she's not here then, I don't want to be here. I need her.

I remember a few months ago, she kicked mine and the boys asses at a nerf war dressed as a ninja. I also remember she wanted to go to a trampoline park at one in the morning and we broke in and had a blast.

That's why she can't leave me me.

She the reason I laugh.

The reason I live.