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We're Complete Opposites But I Still Love You
Good News and Bad News
I woke up and everything came rushing back to me.
I sat up in the uncomfortable hospital bed and Jason woke up then in the chair he sat in.
He ran to my side and took my hand rubbing circles on it
"Hey, how are you feeling?" He asked.
I turned and looked at him.
"What happend? Is the baby okay?"
"I don't know. They did an emergency C-Section and rushed it off to the ICU. They haven't told me anything."
"Jason, I really hope he survives..I can't lose him."
"I know. We'll get through this. I promise."
He crawled in the twin sized bed and I laid on him.
I closed my eyes and praed to god like I had never prayed before.
I wasn't religious.
Never have been.
But at this moment I needed God's help.
My baby's life was in his hands and only he could save him.
"Jason?"
"Yeah?"
"Liam."
"What?"
"Let's all the baby Liam."
"Liam James Sands."
"Yeah. Liam James Sands." I smiled to myself.
"I love you Teal."
"I love you Jason."
I fell asleep instantly.
* * * * * * * * * * * * *
Jason and I were still laying in the bed wen a doctor came in.
We both sat up.
"I have good news and bad news."
"Okay." I said.
"Your baby boy survived."
Jason and I both smiled.
"But we are't sure how long he'll survive. Babies that are born three months premature don't usually survive a month. It's rare if they do. We're going to keep the baby here for a few days to monitor it. Then you can bring him home."
"Okay. Thank you."
"What are you naming him if you don't mind me asking."
"Liam James Sands." Jason spoke up.
"Thank you."
She left us to think about it.
I looked at Jason.
"What if he doesn't survive?"
"He will. If he's a fighter like his father than he will."
I smiled at how positive he was about this whole thing.
I wish I could be.
I always think the worst.
I sighed and looked down at my hands.
Jason slipped his ams around me and pulled me into him.
"He'll make it. Don't worry." He said.
I smiled to myself and laced our fingers together closing my eyes.
The only thing we could do was to pray.
I sat up in the uncomfortable hospital bed and Jason woke up then in the chair he sat in.
He ran to my side and took my hand rubbing circles on it
"Hey, how are you feeling?" He asked.
I turned and looked at him.
"What happend? Is the baby okay?"
"I don't know. They did an emergency C-Section and rushed it off to the ICU. They haven't told me anything."
"Jason, I really hope he survives..I can't lose him."
"I know. We'll get through this. I promise."
He crawled in the twin sized bed and I laid on him.
I closed my eyes and praed to god like I had never prayed before.
I wasn't religious.
Never have been.
But at this moment I needed God's help.
My baby's life was in his hands and only he could save him.
"Jason?"
"Yeah?"
"Liam."
"What?"
"Let's all the baby Liam."
"Liam James Sands."
"Yeah. Liam James Sands." I smiled to myself.
"I love you Teal."
"I love you Jason."
I fell asleep instantly.
* * * * * * * * * * * * *
Jason and I were still laying in the bed wen a doctor came in.
We both sat up.
"I have good news and bad news."
"Okay." I said.
"Your baby boy survived."
Jason and I both smiled.
"But we are't sure how long he'll survive. Babies that are born three months premature don't usually survive a month. It's rare if they do. We're going to keep the baby here for a few days to monitor it. Then you can bring him home."
"Okay. Thank you."
"What are you naming him if you don't mind me asking."
"Liam James Sands." Jason spoke up.
"Thank you."
She left us to think about it.
I looked at Jason.
"What if he doesn't survive?"
"He will. If he's a fighter like his father than he will."
I smiled at how positive he was about this whole thing.
I wish I could be.
I always think the worst.
I sighed and looked down at my hands.
Jason slipped his ams around me and pulled me into him.
"He'll make it. Don't worry." He said.
I smiled to myself and laced our fingers together closing my eyes.
The only thing we could do was to pray.
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So hope you like it.Sorry I havent updated anything all week.
I was grounded.
I know 17 and grounded?
I didnt do the dishes one fucking day and my dad flipped.
It's bullshit but whatever i'm back now.
Comment and let me know what you think(:
KaeBug