Entanglement [COMPLETED✔]

Bonus 3

Laura

Alex was beyond excited with the news of my pregnancy.

If the kisses and words didn't prove it, then the gifts did. That was something deep down I didn't know I wanted, for him to pamper me, to help me everywhere even when I could move perfectly. For him to grin foolishly at me for the mere fact that I was carrying his child- our child.

I didn't know I could fall more in love with him for that alone.

When we went to see the doctor, he was just as surprised as me. Congratulating me but telling me to be careful, that the first few months were critical but that if I took it lightly I could finish my pregnancy without a hitch.

With that in mind, I did take care. I worked less, I rested more, I did what was possible to have this little boy or girl in my arms. I wouldn't know until it was born, I didn't want to know because whatever it would be, I would adore it.

I was thrilled. I had it all, a job I adored, a husband I loved, a family, I had what I thought I wouldn't ever have. I was on cloud nine, soaring and jumping with joy.

Until I wasn't.

It got complicated.

It wrecked me.

I didn't see it coming, didn't notice the signs. I didn't realize what was happening until I was in the hospital. Until I saw the blood, a terrible twist in my stomach, my heart wrenching as the doctor told me the state I was in.

The state my baby was in.

I was told to rest. To keep calm but how could I be tranquil knowing I could lose my baby?

My womb was fragile but I already knew that. I had taken care, I had been careful and did what the doctor told me to do but why me? Out of everyone, why me? All I wanted was this baby, all I wanted was to make Alex happy, all I wanted was something good...

I was half way through my second trimester when the bleeding happened. It was but a dot of blood in the morning but I didn't know it was something to worry about. I didn't have a mother to ask about it and even reading about pregnancies didn't help as much as a mother could.

I ignored it all because it was normal. It was just a dot, nothing bad, nothing wrong but again I was wrong.

Later when I was taking pictures of a couple, it was when I knew something was wrong. When a terrible pain shot through my body, shocking every nerve, making me drop the camera between my fingers. I had heard the clatter, I had seen the camera fall apart but it was all forgotten, nothing but second thoughts as the pain increased.

In that flash second, all I could think about was my baby. My hands sliding to my bump before they lowered to where the pain had come from, a cry had escaped me as I saw my fingers stained in red. As the pulsing grew, expanding across my thighs, up my back, wrapping me to the point of tears.

My whole world tilted in those few seconds and if it hadn't been for the couple there, if it hadn't been for the assistant Alex begged me to get I would have lost it that day.

Being rushed to the hospital, I didn't know what was happening, only that they would help me. I didn't care what they would do to me as long as they found a way to save my baby. And talking to the doctor afterwards, it all made sense.

The first few months were as smooth as they could be for any pregnant woman. I had the symptoms, the occasional sicknesses and everything. But there was more, symptoms so small that I mistaken them for other things, giving them other explanations. I had thought it was my job but it wasn't.