Evanescence~ My Immortal
It's been a month since my assault and this week is busy. Today is the check up at the hospital so see if I've contracted a STD or got pregnant. Tomorrow is the hearing and Thursday is the actual court date. I told Brandon finally because I need him at the hearing.
I see my doctor and go over to her. She hugs me and we go to the room from before. A couple seconds later Chris comes in and looks worried.
"So first we are going to take some blood then the sonogram. Sound good?" we nod and she grabs her syringe. I pull my sleeve up and she wipes the inside crease of my arm. Then she inserts the needle and takes my blood. After that she places a bandaid on my arm and walks out of the room.
"I'm scared," I whisper. Chris hugs me and kisses my head.
"Everything will be alright. You'll see. Then in a few weeks we will all be back to normal. I talked to the guys and we want you coming with us. We'll make room for you on the bus." I nod and I hear squealing of something rolling into the room. I look over my shoulder and see a nurse with the machine.
"Hi sweetie. I'm your doctors helper, Meghan." She smiles and Chris sits beside me in a plastic chair.
"Hi," I whisper.
"Would you lay back so I can prepare you for the sonogram?" I nod and do as she says. Meghan pulls my shirt up slightly and grabs the jelly. I close my eyes as she applies it. I feel a hand grab mine and their fingers lace with mine. Squeezing his fingers, I take a deep breathe.
"Okay. I see you met Meghan. Is everything ready?"
"Yes. Everything has been prepared to your expectations," Meghan says to my doctor. A chairs squeaks as someone sits. I open my eyes and stare at the ceiling. No matter what I won't fall. I will not, can not, fall back into depression. I feel some pressure on my lower abdomen then some swirling. Deep breathe. Hold for one, two, three. Exhale one, two, three.
B-beep. B-beep.
"There's two heartbeats. I'd say you are about a month pregnant." I cry and push the woman's hand away to sit up. Strong arms wrap around me and hold me tight. I shake in Chris's arms and cry. Two babies. Why am I always getting shit? Why is it that when my mom died everything in my life started going wrong. "I'm so sorry Eleanor. I will go get your papers for court."
