CHAPTER NINETEEN | PAIN
2022 Words
Wendy POV
"What the hell is happening?!" Damien yelled at me in the car while swiveling through traffic. His hands were sweaty and he shook incessantly. This had really made him scared and worried. The bleeding continued and I was sure that I would leave behind a large stain on the leather seat under me.
"I don't know."I answered through bitten teeth. How the hell would I know? I'm not a doctor. The only thing I am right now is terrified. There may be something wrong with my children, I do not have time to cosset with him too. Damien had been smart enough to call the hospital and make sure they were prepared until we arrived. We'll be there soon. I just hope my children survive until then.
He swung into the emergency entrence and quite rightly stood there a whole bunch of doctors waiting for us. Damien opened the door and ran around to my side. As soon as my feet touched the ground and I stood up, the blood ran faster than before and dripped onto the ground. I looked beseechingly at the doctors.
"Please, help them!"
They ran up to me and helped me up on a stretcher. I'd just lay down when the pain made me scream right out. My hands instinctively moved to my round stomach and tears fell down my cheeks.The only thing that mattered was that my babies would survive, everything else was just trivialities. They pushed the stretcher in quickly and I had time to see a glimpse of Jaxon in the waiting room. Damien walked up to him and gesticulated wildly. Then they disappeared from my field of view. I have no idea how many different corridors and doors we passed before they finally rolled me into a treatment room. A female doctor stood over me and shone with a flashlight in my eyes.
"Wendy, can you hear me? My name is Melanie Frost and I'm a midwife here at the hospital. We're gonna take good care of you, but you gotta stay awake, okay?"
My eyes felt heavy and hard to keep open. I was losing consciousness. Just before the darkness embraced me, I could hear the doctor.
"s**t! She's lost too much blood, we're losing her!"
*
Beep...Beep...Beep. The only thing I could hear was the beeping from the ECG machine. I wanted to open my eyes to look around, but failed. They felt like they were glued together. The smell of disinfectants reached my nostrils and I frowned my nose by the strong scent. After much effort, my eyes opened only to be closed again by the bright light above me. I squinted with my eyes and could see small parts of the room I was in. Gradually I was able to open them and look around properly. I'm laying down in a high hospital bed, one of those with the safety fence around. The blue blanket over my legs was itchy. A large window showed that it was dark outside and evening. How long had I been here? What happened? My hand fumbled with the emergency button. It lit red when I got it pressed. Three nurses came in the room. They were breathing out when they saw I was awake and okay.
"Where's Damien?" I asked with a croax voice. Jaxon had been here and Damien had guaranteed not left the hospital. He cared about me and there was no way he would leave me now that I needed him more than ever.
"He's out in the waiting room with his brother and your friend. I can bring them for you if you want. But first of all we need to talk."
My hand reached my stomach and I gasped. My round stomach was gone! What had happened to my babies?!
"Where are my children?" I asked with tears in my eyes.
"They are in the prematurely born department downstairs. They are in each incubator down there and have to stay there until they recover. They weigh too little to allow us to leave the hospital."
"Are they going to make it?"
"We don't know that yet. But they are stable for now. We had to give you a transfusion and make an emergency cesarean section. You will be sore until it has healed and you need to be careful, the stitches can easily get up if you overexert yourself. Do not worry, everything will be fine." she said smiling and went out of the room. My hands found their way back to my now flat stomach. It felt weird. The little baby bump that I got used to is suddenly gone. Suddenly the door was slammed open and in came the three best idiots in my life. My tears fell when I saw them and I immediately started sobbing. Adrian was there with me second after and kept me close.
"Everything will be fine, the peanuts will be fine. It's okay."he whispered over and over again. I knew he didn't even believe in his own words. He was tense and nervous about how everything would end. When I managed to calm down a little, Adrian moved away. Damien and Jaxon looked at me with sad looks. I pulled down the blanket and lifted up the hospital dress to look at me belly. Really, there was a large cut with a lot of stitches that held it together. It would be a hell of a scar. I had to poke at it, which I did. That was not a good idea. It hurt like hell! I hissed and pulled up the blanket again.
"Why do you always have to poke your injuries, woman?!" Adrian exclaimed at me with an angry look.
"I had to feel how much pain I was in. I'm drugged to the brim and have no idea if I can even stand up straight right now."
"Good, because you're not supposed to."
I pouted and was about to give him sass when someone knocked on the door. The nurse from earlier poked her head in.
"Hello again, I just wanted to say that you can go down to the department and see your children if you want to."
"Yes, I would very much like that."
"I'll be back soon. I just need to find you a wheelchair."
She closed the door and I smiled a little. I was going to see my kids for the very first time.
"Congratulations baby momma! You're about to meet them! Do you think they will recognize their uncle? Should I change?"
I chuckled at his nonsense. He was so goddamn nervous.
"They are born too early. They'r not even nine months old and you think they will recognize you? You haven't even met them!"
"Hey! I have been speaking to them whenever I was close by."
The nurse came back in the room and helped me sit in the wheelchair. I gasped from the pain and clutched my stomach.
"Yeah, that's gonna hurt for a while. The department are two floors down to the right. Tell your name in the reception and they will help you."
She walked out again and I fidgeted with my hands.
"What is it?" Jaxon asked.
"Will you two follow us down there?"
"D-do you really want that?"
"Yeah, I think I need that."
They smiled at me and nodded their heads. Adrian rolled the wheelchair towards the elevator and we all got room. Jaxon pressed the button and we went down. My stomach was a disaster of nerves. We arrived at the front desk, I stated my name and the woman pointed out the room. I looked in the window of my three little babies. Tears fell and I held my hand to my mouth. They were perfect. I rolled into the room while the others remained outside. Gently I moved towards the incubators and looked at my three little treasures. I smiled big and touched the glass that surrounded my child. My eyes looked to the window where I was met by three smiles. A doctor came into the room and looked at them before she turned to me.
"Wendy Colton?"
"Yes, that's me."
"Do you want to know the s*x of those?"
"Please!"
"Congratulations, you are the mother of three little boys."
I smiled big. The only thing I had ever felt at first was that they were boys, given their violent tendencies inside my womb. I got up out of the wheelchair and hugged the doctor hard for joy. Tears ran and I laughed. She smiled at me before she walked out. Snifting, I rolled back into the hallway. Damien looked at me anxiously as if something terrible had happened.
"What's wrong?"he wondered anxiously.
"It's boys."
"What?"
"They are boys, all three of them." I answered proudly with a big smile. "I have three sons."
"Woho! I'm going to teach the little beans how to play football and drink beer!" Adrian exclaimed happily and gave Jaxon a high five. When did they get so close to each other?
"No beer. They have not even been out of my body for twenty-four hours and you're already preparing the give them beers... You are in deep trouble if you do that, mister."
He laughed at me which made me narrow my eyes at him.
"Wow, you have that true mommy stare that scares the s**t out of everyone. I won't give them beer, at least not for another sixteen years."
"Hey! They can drink beer when they have given me peace and quiet, preferably some grandkids too."
"Now who is it that jumps ahead of time?" Adrian smirked at me.
Damien looked through the window and his gaze was on the three boys in there. Jaxon looked at his brother and me before he tugged Adrian with him out of the hallway. I put a hand on his shoulder which made him turn to me.
"Do you want to meet them?" I asked softly.
"Yeah, please." he answered with his own smile and I even thought I saw a tear slip from his eye. Why was he so touched by all of this? We got inside of the room and I stayed back while Damien moved quietly to the boys. His smiled got even bigger when he was infront of them.
"What are you going to name them?" he asked. I hadn't thought about that yet, since I wasn't prepared for them to make their appereance now.
"I don't know. Got any suggestions?"
"Caleb, Noah and Darby."
"Damn, you got that down fast. I like those names."
"It's settled then. Hello Caleb, Noah and Darby. How are you today? You made quite a ruckos coming out now."
*
We had just gotten out of the room when the hallway doors opened with a bang. In came an extremely angry blonde named Jake.
"You f*****g b***h! How could you make our kids be born too early?!"
Jaxon and Adrian came running behind him.
"f**k you Jake, these kids ain't yours and you should go."
"Of course they are! And I can prove it!"
"How exactly are you going to do that?"
"We had s*x that night, remember?"
Of course I did asshole, it was that night you raped and tortured me.
"Yeah, so? I had s*x with someone else too."
"You're a f*****g liar!"
"Afraid not and I seriously just doesn't care about you. But if it will settle any of your worries, we can do an DNA test. I'm sure those ain't yours anyway. You just have to look at them to see that."
"Show me."
I pointed at the room and he gasped when he saw them. They didn't look like him at all. It was clear as a day that those boys didn't belong to him. He turned slowly and gave me a cold look.
"That DNA test is going to happen. I'm going to talk to a nurse about it."
"Sure, do whatever."
He walked away and I took the oppurtunity to talkt the receptionist.
"No one and I mean absolutely no one, except me and these three men are allowed to enter that room. You got that?"
"Yes, of course. You're their mother and since there's no father involved, your word is the law."
"Thank you."
I rolled down the hallway with three irritated men behind me. I could see how they wanted to pounce on him the moment they saw him. It wasn't wort it though. Not for me and not infront of my kids. They are going to have the life I never had. A life without violence.
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