Here With You
Take time to clean up the mess
Chapter 27: Take time to clean up the mess
“DANIELLE!” Cameron screamed, threw his bass down and ran next to me.
“OH MY GOD CAMERON I AM IN SO MUCH PAIN.” I cried hysterically.
The EMTs rushed to the stage and started checking my pulse and everything. They decided that they needed to bring me to the hospital. Cameron told the band to finish the sound check and he wanted to come with me to the hospital.
The entire car ride I was crying hysterically. I didn’t understand what was going on. All I wanted was for the baby to be okay. Cameron held my hand the whole time. He asked me every 3 minutes if I was okay.
We arrived at the hospital and I was rushed to the emergency room. The doctors did a ton of different tests. I was feeling so sick and I was sleepy so I couldn’t hear what they were saying. Eventually I fell asleep
*1 HOUR LATER*
“Oh my goodness you’re awake.” Cameron fell into my arms sobbing.
“Cameron what is going on?” I asked
“The doctors said that you aren’t eating healthy for the baby and they said that you’re dehydrated.” He wiped his eye
“But how does that make sense with the pain?” I asked
“I don’t know baby. I’m so happy you’re okay. But they want you to rest a lot. They said they would release you when you woke up. But they want you on bed rest. So that means no tour. We’re going to go home tomorrow.” Cameron told me
“No. I want to tour. I’ll be fine. I’ll drink a lot of water and eat well. Cameron you are not leaving tour.” I replied
“If you’re not well, I am not risking it. We’re going home.” Cameron sternly said.
“No fuck that Cameron. I want to be on tour. I won’t go to all the shows. I’ll just sleep a lot. Please come on baby. I want to be here. With you.” I kissed him
“Fine. But if you’re not careful, I swear to God Dani.” He stated
“I’ll be fine.” I smiled
We signed all the necessary papers and left the hospital. When we got back, I had a ton of people coming up to me and asking if I was okay. The second we got back I fell into my bed.
“Danielle, you gave me a heart attack. How are you?” Michael sat down on my bed
“Hey! Thanks for asking. I’m alright. I just need a lot of rest.” I grinned
“Alright. I love you pretty. Feel better.” He kissed me on the forehead and left me to fall asleep in my bunk.
“DANIELLE!” Cameron screamed, threw his bass down and ran next to me.
“OH MY GOD CAMERON I AM IN SO MUCH PAIN.” I cried hysterically.
The EMTs rushed to the stage and started checking my pulse and everything. They decided that they needed to bring me to the hospital. Cameron told the band to finish the sound check and he wanted to come with me to the hospital.
The entire car ride I was crying hysterically. I didn’t understand what was going on. All I wanted was for the baby to be okay. Cameron held my hand the whole time. He asked me every 3 minutes if I was okay.
We arrived at the hospital and I was rushed to the emergency room. The doctors did a ton of different tests. I was feeling so sick and I was sleepy so I couldn’t hear what they were saying. Eventually I fell asleep
*1 HOUR LATER*
“Oh my goodness you’re awake.” Cameron fell into my arms sobbing.
“Cameron what is going on?” I asked
“The doctors said that you aren’t eating healthy for the baby and they said that you’re dehydrated.” He wiped his eye
“But how does that make sense with the pain?” I asked
“I don’t know baby. I’m so happy you’re okay. But they want you to rest a lot. They said they would release you when you woke up. But they want you on bed rest. So that means no tour. We’re going to go home tomorrow.” Cameron told me
“No. I want to tour. I’ll be fine. I’ll drink a lot of water and eat well. Cameron you are not leaving tour.” I replied
“If you’re not well, I am not risking it. We’re going home.” Cameron sternly said.
“No fuck that Cameron. I want to be on tour. I won’t go to all the shows. I’ll just sleep a lot. Please come on baby. I want to be here. With you.” I kissed him
“Fine. But if you’re not careful, I swear to God Dani.” He stated
“I’ll be fine.” I smiled
We signed all the necessary papers and left the hospital. When we got back, I had a ton of people coming up to me and asking if I was okay. The second we got back I fell into my bed.
“Danielle, you gave me a heart attack. How are you?” Michael sat down on my bed
“Hey! Thanks for asking. I’m alright. I just need a lot of rest.” I grinned
“Alright. I love you pretty. Feel better.” He kissed me on the forehead and left me to fall asleep in my bunk.