We're Complete Opposites But I Still Love You

I woke up to the worst pain of my life.
It felt like my uterus was being ripped apart.
I screamed and Jason woke up.

"What's wrong?" He panicked.
"I don't know it feels like my fucking vagina is being stabbed."
"Hold on let's get you down to the car."
"What about Sam?"
"Who cares. All that matter sis that you and the baby are okay."

I nodded and he helped me up and down the stairs to the car.
One the way there I was sweating and wincing at the pain as the tears came out.
I quickly pulled my hair up into a bun.
It was sticking to my neck.
Once we got to the hospital Jason shut the car off and helped me into the hospital.
He parked the car in an emergency fire lane but who the fuck cares.

"I need a nurse or a doctor right now!" He yelled.

A woman in pink scrubs ran to us with a wheel chair.
I sat down.

"What's wrong?" She asked me.
"I'm six months pregnant and it feels like my uterus is being stabbed or ripped open. It just fucking hurts."
"Alright. Amanda we need a doctor ASAP in the maturnity ward."
"On it."

Suddenly I was being rushed through halls and up elevators.
Jason had to stay in a waiting room.
I was put onto a bed and doctors were looking at me to see what was wrong.
Suddenly they were shouting words that were slurred to me.
I suddenly passed out.

Jason's P.O.V.

Dad rushed into the waiting room suddenly.
I called him and explained what was going on.

"Son is she okay?"
"I don't know..I havent heard anything or seen a doctor.."
"Everything will be okay."
"Hopefully."

I sighed.
I'm terrified.
What if she loses the baby?
This will tear her apart.
If she does I have to help her through it..
I just really hope the baby is okay.