The boy who Sneaks in My Bedroom Window
Chapter 74: Heartbreak and Loss

Chapter 74: Heartbreak and Loss

"Where’s the freaking ambulance?" he screamed at Jake.

"On its way. What’s wrong with her?" Jake asked, kneeling at my side. I squeezed Liam’s hand, not wanting to see them fighting about it if Jake freaked out about the baby.

"She’s pregnant, Jake," Liam explained, kissing my cheek.

"P.... pregnant?" Jake stuttered. Liam nodded, looking at me worriedly.

"I’m gonna make you pay for this, you little shit!" my father shouted from the door. Jake and Liam both moved to get up but I grabbed Liam’s hand, I didn’t want to be on my own again.

"Get the f**k out before I kill you myself, and if she loses her baby I swear to God, you’re dead," Jake growled venomously.

"Jake, please," I whispered, not wanting anymore trouble.

"Baby? She’s pregnant? The little slut," my father growled.

Liam was so angry that his whole face was red as he moved to get up again. Just then I could hear sirens getting louder. Liam’s face snapped to mine, he smiled weakly. "It’s alright now, Angel, helps here. Everything’s going to be fine," he said softly. I looked up to see that my father had gone; Jake was standing at the door waiting for the ambulance.

"Where’s the freaking ambulance?" he screamed at Jake.

"On its way. What’s wrong with her?" Jake asked, kneeling at my side. I squeezed Liam’s hand, not wanting to see them fighting about it if Jake freaked out about the baby.

"She’s pregnant, Jake," Liam explained, kissing my cheek.

"P.... pregnant?" Jake stuttered. Liam nodded, looking at me worriedly.

"I’m gonna make you pay for this, you little shit!" my father shouted from the door. Jake and Liam both moved to get up but I grabbed Liam’s hand, I didn’t want to be on my own again.

"Get the f**k out before I kill you myself, and if she loses her baby I swear to God, you’re dead," Jake growled venomously.

"Jake, please," I whispered, not wanting anymore trouble.

"Baby? She’s pregnant? The little slut," my father growled.

Liam was so angry that his whole face was red as he moved to get up again. Just then I could hear sirens getting louder. Liam’s face snapped to mine, he smiled weakly. "It’s alright now, Angel, helps here. Everything’s going to be fine," he said softly. I looked up to see that my father had gone; Jake was standing at the door waiting for the ambulance.

Liam was looking at me, his gorgeous blue eyes tight with worry. I loved him so much, how am I going to cope when he leaves me and go to college, and all I have left is what could have been?

The paramedic came over with Jake. "What’s happened?" he asked Liam.

"She’s pregnant. Angel, did you hit your stomach or something?" Liam asked, holding my hand tightly. I nodded, scared to move in case the pain got any worse, I couldn’t cope with much more.

"How far along is the pregnancy?" the paramedic asked.

"Five weeks," Liam answered, looking at him pleadingly.

"OK. Well let’s get you to the hospital; I’ll check you over in the ambulance. Does it hurt anywhere else, Amber?" the paramedic asked.

"My back’s hurting, and my hips." I winced as he guided me to move onto my back.

He nodded. "That can sometimes happen. It looks like you might be having a miscarriage," he said, apologetically. I nodded in agreement. I knew that already, there was no way I wasn’t having a miscarriage, this was just too damn painful to be anything else. Liam held my hand the whole time on the way there, just watching me, not speaking. His face was the picture of grief. He was hurting badly; I could see the pain on his features as he looked at me. He wasn’t going to forgive me.

When we got there I was wheeled into a little cubicle and a doctor came in almost immediately. "OK, Amber, I’m going to have to have a look and see if your cervix is open," he explained, pulling on some gloves.

I looked at Liam, horrified, gripping his hand tighter. "Shh, everything’s OK. I’m here. Everything’s fine," he soothed, rubbing his free hand over my face gently. I cried out as pain shot through me, making fresh tears fall as the doctor did his examination. Liam kissed them away softly, looking at me, heartbroken.

"I’m sorry, your cervix is open, you’re miscarrying. We need to do a procedure to speed things along. You’re only five weeks so this is that safest and easiest way," the doctor said, throwing his blood smeared gloves away.

"What procedure?" Liam asked.

"It’s called an ERPC. It’s a surgical procedure. It will need to be done under general anaesthetic and we’ll remove all traces of the pregnancy," he explained, looking at me a little sadly.

Surgical procedure?

"That’s safe?" Liam asked, gripping my hand tighter.

The doctor nodded. "It’s the safest way. We could leave it to expel itself over the next week or so, but that would come with a higher risk of infection. It’s best for Amber if we remove it all quickly."

I nodded. I wanted this over; I didn’t want to be bleeding heavily for a week, especially if it was as painful as this the whole time. Liam looked at me, waiting for me to make the decision. "OK," I muttered, closing my eyes.

"Right, well, I’ll go and make sure there’s an operating room free. It’s a very quick procedure. You’ll come back down here after," the doctor stated, nodding at Liam as he left quickly.

I sniffed and turned to Liam. "I’m so sorry, Liam, this is all my fault."

He gasped, and shook his head fiercely. "Will you stop saying that! This isn’t your fault, Angel. Stop blaming yourself. That as**ole did this, not you." He bent over me and kissed my forehead softly.

"No. I shouldn’t have left your house. You told me to stay there. I should have listened to you, and now I’ve killed our baby," I sobbed, feeling my heart break all over again.