CHAPTER FOUR
1079 Words
WINTER'S POV
I blink severally at the doctor. Trying to solve the math. Kaden was the only man I had been with, which meant he was the father of the child.
But how was I going to tell him this when I hadn't laid eyes on him for a month now? And how could this happen after just a night... Then I remembered. It was unprotected s*x. We hadn't used any form of protection, it had been direct.
I felt st*pid for that, but I wanted to keep this child. Wanted to take care of him or her, love the child. My hands went to my stomach as I gently rubbed it. I looked up at the doctor and the nurse, who were finding it difficult to smile as they moved uncomfortably from one foot to another. Finally, the doctor cleared his throat.
"So what's the bad news?" I asked him, my hands still on my stomach.
"The bad news..." He started. My vision blurred for a moment, cleared, blurred, cleared, and became somewhat misty. I cleaned my eyes, unable to see things I could normally see. It looked like a glaze was over my sight. A cloud. "Ma'am, are you okay?" He asked, coming close to me.
"I can't see clearly." I said to him, rubbing my eyes. He motioned to the nurse to go get an opthalmologist while he made me lie down and wait for him. "What's the bad news?" I asked while we were waiting.
"Well, we will let you know later. But first, we have to find out what happened to you." He said. "After the accident." He added. The nurse rushed in with a man who checked my eyes and explained something I didn't catch. All I heard was that I had become partially blind due to the accident. He described how my head had hit the floor so hard, which caused the partially blindness, but assured me that it was going to clear with time and medication.
"Also," he added. "You'll have to be making use of a walking stick to prevent you from bumping into things. Especially, little things." I didn't have the strength to even offer him a nod of understanding, talkless of a nod of thanks as he left, leaving the three of us together again.
I was partially blind, he had said. Thanks to the accident. I lifted my head to the ceiling, trying not to shed tears of pain. A good news, now a bad one. But I had a child in me. In my belly. A child who would bring me joy. One I'd treat nothing like how my father treats me. But I needed to hear the other bad news. Did it have to do with my brain or something similar?
I looked at them. "The bad news?" I questioned.
"The bad news..." He trailed off again. "Is that..." He paused. "I'm sorry, ma'am, but you lost the pregnancy." I stilled, the entire hospital stilled. It became so quiet that I swear I could hear my heartbeat as it slowly died down. Then I could hear my name being mentioned. But I was too deep. To into my thoughts.
"No..." I managed to breathe out. "No..." I whispered again as tears began to drip from my eyes down my cheek. Someone's arms wrapped around me, and I breathed in to realize it was Jane. "This can't be..." I add as my voice cracks and shook. "This can't be..." I repeated, this time directed at the doctor. "You lied to me.." I shouted at him.
"I didn't, ma'am. But if I did, I'm sorry."
"You're sorry?!"Jane asked with a scoff. "Why raise her hopes high when there was bad news concerning the same thing?" There was mild anger in her voice as she spoke to them.
"The main issue..." The man spoke.
"I don't want to hear you speak to me." I said to him in anger. "Get out."
"Ma'am,..."He started, but I don't want to hear any of it, I wasn't having it.
"I said get out!" I yelled, startling them. They bowed, leaving the room to me and Jane as I cried my heart out on her shoulders. She cried with me, stroking my back.
"It's fine." She assured. Fade hope. It could never be fine. But I nodded against her shoulder. "But..." She puked me at arms length so that I could see her face. "They wanted to tell you something about the miscarriage." She started.
"I don't want to hear..."
"It's was an incomplete miscarriage." She said, ignoring my warnings. "You'll need surgery."
"I don't need anything."
"You do, Winter." She said to me. "I don't know what you're truly feeling right now, but I know that you want to live. This incomplete miscarriage could kill you." I didn't have money for such surgery. Didn't have a credit limit that high either. It was a far-fetched dream.
"There is no need." I said to her. "I don't think I'll need it."
"Why?"
"Because right now, I have no money. Nothing. How am I supposed to pay for it?"
"I never asked if you could pay for it, Winter. I just need a yes or no from you, and then it will be carried out almost immediately." I stared at her.
"Why are you...?" I asked her, but she cut me off, holding both of my hands in hers.
"Because you're my friend. And friends look after each other." She smiled, her smile rubbed off me as I couldn't help but smile. "Nathalie?" She called, and the person happens to be the nurse that had been with the doctor who had given me the news.
"While you're being a friend," I ask with an eye roll. "Could I ask for one more thing?" She nodded. I couldn't stay with my father for now. I needed to stay with someone that could help me while I healed enough to begin to work again. "Could I stay at your place until I can work again?" I asked her in one breath.
She laughed. "Yeah. You can. You can stay all you want." I smiled. Later that day, I picked up my phone to send voice note to my father that I was going to be staying at Jane's house till further notice. And whether he agreed to it or not, whether he was going to listen or not, Is none of my business for now.
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