It's a Love Story, Baby Just Say...

Stephen POV

I asked Kylee if she had seen Taylor and she said that Tay had snuck
off to the bathroom. I also snuck out and down the hall to the
bathroom. About half way there I heard a loud scream coming from the
bathroom, I broke into a sprint and bursted into the bathroom.

"Taylor?!" a bathroom stall opened slowly and Taylor stepped out,
black running down her face, and blood, a lot of blood running down
her legs.

"T-Taylor?" I said stepping towards her. Tay started shaking, and
crying.

"Stephen, I-I don't know what happened," I stepped closer to her and
looked at where she was exactly. There was more blood on the floor.

"Taylor? What happened?!" she stepped aside and pointed at the toilet.
I cautiously looked in. The water was stained red, but in the midst I
could see a small, baby. A very small, translucent baby.

"Oh my god. Taylor? Is-Is that...?" she didn't have to say anything
her eyes said everything.

"What happened?"

"It's called a miscarriage. It must've happened to me because of my
age."

"So the baby is...?" I prompted voice thick and eyes brimming with
tears.

"gone." she finished, looking down at the floor, tears flooding down
and off her face. I crumbled right there. First she says she won't
marry me, and then our baby...died. My legs went out underneath me and I
just sat on the floor. Taylor didn't say anything instead she bent
down next to me and took my phone from my front pocket.

"Ricky? Get Kylee and come to the bathroom, bring Bonnie too. It's an
emergency." and she hung up. I assume she was scrolling through the
contacts and then sighed in relief when she found a number.

"Hi, this is Taylor Lock. I'm so sorry to be bothering you but I
really need to speak to Dr. Koppel." of course, have to call the doctor.

"I-I think I just had a...miscarriage." she finally said, and again
holding back tears. The person on the phone said something to make
Taylor sob. I took the phone from her and put it to my ear while
taking Tay into my arms.

"What did you say to her?" I demanded.

"Uhm, that Dr. Koppel is busy right now and will call you back."

"No, you're going to go find Dr. Koppel, put her on the phone and I'm
gonna talk to her Dammit!" the bathroom door opened and I saw Ricky,
Kylee, and my mom walk into the bathroom.
Or stopped at the door when they saw what was in here.

"My god! What happened!!" my mom exclaimed.

"Oh no. Taylor, did- did the baby...?" I felt Taylor's head nod on my
chest.

"Sir, I will have her call you in the next five minutes when she is
finished with her patient." I sighed and slammed my fist back against
the stall door. It didn't faze Taylor but I saw Ricky and Kylee jump
a little.

"Fine. I'll just sit here with my crying girlfriend because our baby
just died. Have a nice fucking day!" I hung up and threw my phone
across the bathroom. It didn't shatter; just fell to the floor like a
plastic toy.

"I'll be right back." my mother said, shaking, and then left the
bathroom.

"Okay, uhm. What, what do we do?" Ricky asked in a shaky voice.

"What's there too do? Sit and cry. That's all until the doctor calls."

Dr. Koppel did call 5 minutes later. Ricky answered.

"Hello?"

"No, this is his sister. Would you like to speak with him?"

Ricky handed me the phone. I took it and put it up to my ear.

"Hello." I said in a very tired voice.

"Stephen? I'm so sorry; the receptionist told me why you called."

"Yeah, is there any way you can fly out here a.s.a.p. We'll have a
flight ready whenever you're ready." Dr. Koppel began talking to I
assume the receptionist. "I can fly out there after today is done and
then return after I visit you."

"Alright, I'll have someone get you a ticket. Georgia will call you
around 3 your time."

"Alright Stephen. Hang in there."

"I'm more worried about Taylor. But thank you, see you tomorrow. Bye."
I hung up and held Taylor until my mother came back a few minutes
later with our Castle doctor. What I didn't like was the small black
body bag in his hand or the gloves hanging from his pocket.

"Stephen, please move aside so he can get to the baby." my mother
said, a breath catching in her throat. I scooted over with Taylor and
the Doctor solemnly went into the stall. I heard water being moved, a
zipper opening, a zipper closing, the toilet flushing, and Doc coming
back out.

"Would you like to know the sex?" he asked quietly.

"No." Taylor said loud enough for us all to hear.

"No. Please just refer to it as Baby." Doc nodded respectfully and left. My momknelt beside me.

"Come on, you two need to go get cleaned up and then retire to your
room. The party has ended." I sighed heavily and stroked Taylor's
knotted hair.

"C'mon love, let's go to bed." My mom helped her stand then when I was
up we were escorted back to our room.

Taylor walked straight into the bathroom and closed the door while I
went into my closet and changed into a pair of basketball shorts.

The couch looked comforting so I sat down in it and thought about
Taylor and what's next.

Taylor POV

I sat in the shower for an hour, cold water pouring over me. The cold
water made the hot, sticky feeling of blood go away. My hands stayed
folded over my small baby bump, the bump that won't be there for much
longer.

When I was finished I wrapped a towel around my body, collected my
dress and undergarments then went out to the room. I saw the fire
place and threw my clothes into it, I flicked the switch and the
flames went up over my clothes. Stephen turned to see what I was doing
but didn't say anything. I walked into my closet, searched through my
drawers until I found underwear and pajamas.

Steph had moved to the bed and turned off all the lights, but leaving
the fire place on. I walked over to the bed and got under the covers
and scooted close to Stephen. He held me all through night while I
cried, and occasionally I would hear him let out a very quiet sob. I
didn't know how we were gonna get through this, but we'd find a way.

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Dr. Koppel came the next morning with all her equipment and a few
nurses to give me some shots.

"Okay now I'm just going to make sure everything is still right in
your stomach." I nodded and Dr. Koppel moved the roller over my
stomach and sighed. The screen was bare, nothing was in there. Even
though I saw my dead baby, I still hoped maybe, just maybe. But it
would just give false and non-existent hope.

"I'm so sorry Taylor, Stephen." I started crying again and Stephen
just sat there, instead of staring at the screen in awe, it seemed to
pain him to look at it.

"If you have any questions, please feel free to call me. I'm very very
sorry for loss." and she left.

"C'mere dear, it's alright." Oh right, Bonnie and Liam were in here
too. Speechless about what has happened.

Bonnie hugged me and Liam rubbed Steph's shoulder as he continued to
stare blankly at the screen.

After enough torture Bonnie and Liam both walked us up to our room
where we repeated our ritual. I showered, Stephen laid in the bed,
when I was finished I burnt the clothes I was wearing and then Stephen
and I would just lie in bed, crying quietly.

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Every single day was Hell for me and Stephen. Constantly blaming
myself. What did I do wrong? Was it because I skipped a few vitamins?
Was I too active? The list was endless in my head.

Bonnie just came and visited a few hours ago saying that we would be
having a small family burial this evening. When I asked where Bonnie
replied by the fountain. 2 stones from the path were removed and a
hole dug deep enough for a coffin that was a foot long, to be rested
there. Also there would be no plaque, no record that the baby ever
existed for the sake of the media finding out.

Stephen and I felt it was better this way any ways. Of course we would
never forget the baby but also we found comfort that Baby was with my
father. Every night Steph would say a quiet 'good night and thank you
Mr. Lock' before going to 'sleep'.

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"You ready?" Stephen asked in a dead voice. Sometimes I cried because
I felt like he thought it was my fault, that I wasn't taking the
correct precautions.

"Ya." I whispered and didn't bother to check my appearance. I knew I
was wearing a long black dress, black heels, my hair in a low side
pony and my face was make up less. Stephen was in a black dress shirt
and black skinny jeans. I picked up the white rose and walked out of
the bathroom.

Like the night of the 'incident' we didn't hold hands down the
hallway. I held the flower with both hands and he had his in his
pockets. This just added to my assumption of him blaming me.

We walked silently down the stairs, through the Castle and to the
garden where a priest was standing beside a small hole that was right
next to the fountain. I stood beside Bonnie and Liam and then Stephen
stood opposite of us all. This was all so backwards...

"Dearest beloveds we are gathered here today to remember Baby Kole," I
stared at Stephen the whole time, well the only time I didn't was when
Doc carried out the very small white casket, and tears blurred my
vision for the rest of the service.

The priest finished and knelt down to push the small amount of dirt
into the hole and relay the stones in their place. Bonnie placed a
pink rose and Liam place a blue flower I'd seen in the garden on top
of the stones then left just Stephen and me 5 feet apart looking at the
same two stones.

I went forward and knelt before the flowers and laid my white rose
down. I choose white because it meant innocent.

"I'm sorry. I'll never forget you." I ran my fingers over the stones
and started crying again. A new kind of tears, not sadness but
closure. Finally Baby Kole was at rest.

Stephen knelt beside me and wrapped both of his arms around my
shoulders.

"I'm sorry Stephen. I didn't know I was doing something wrong, I-I
just-"

"Shh, shh. It's not your fault Taylor, it's nobody’s. It's not your
fault." he rocked me back and forth and I felt so comforted. His words
lifted a huge weight off of my shoulders.

'It’s not your fault, it's nobody’s.'