Rescued

Alli had been stolen, yet again, by Mike (her father). She was taken away from the only person she'd ever loved. Liam. What will him, and the other guys, do to get her back? How much are they willing to risk to save her? Sequel to Stolen

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12. Stomach Pains

* Allison's POV

     I clutched my stomach as Liam led me to the car. Louis, Niall, Harry, and Zayn trailed behind us with grumpy expressions on their faces. I felt bad that we made them leave, but I wanted to get the hell out there. I let a few tears fall down my cheeks. No one noticed though because it had started to rain even harder. That man in the club had brought up memories of Mike.

     My stomach was hurting really bad as we got into the car and I let out a moan. All the guys turned to look at me and I just rapped my arms around my stomach tighter. I slid in next to Liam and Harry. I leaned my head on Liam's chest and let more tears fall down my cheeks.

     "Are you crying?" Harry asked me concern filling his face. Liam glanced down at me and twisted around to pull me closer.

     I nodded my head and bit my lip surpressing another moan. Why did my stomach hurt so bad? Liam looked down at me with knitted eyebrows.

     "What's wrong, babe?" he asked quietly.

     "My stomach," I scrunched my face together and curled up in a ball wanting the pain to stop.

     "Louis, drive us to the hospital," Liam yelled to the front seat.

     I could see Louis looking in the rearview mirror back at us.

     "What's wrong mate?" Louis aske, noticing my ball like shape and scrunched up face.

     "When we were in the club some guy came up trying to get with Alli and I came over and told him to go away so he pushed her right onto her stomach," Liam said quickly trying to make Louis go faster.

     Louis' expression changed to shock and I felt the car speed up. In no time at all, we were walking, well I was basically dragged, into the hospital and to the front desk.

     "What can I do for y'all?" the lady at the front desk asked in a southern accent.

     "She was pushed on her stomach and she's pregnant," said Harry pointing to me.

     The guys stepped out of the way to let the receptionist see me. She gave me a disgusted look, and started to type something into the computer. Like she had never seen a pregnant teen before, I hate being judged.

     I couldn't help myself. "I WAS FUCKING RAPED OKAY?" I burst out with hot tears spilling down my cheeks. The lady almost fell off her chair in embaressment and shock. The whole reception area went silent. Liam hugged his arm around me tighter as the lady burried her head in the computer.

     "Here's doctor Mcarthy," the receptionist pointed to an older looking guy with a receeding hairline and deep wrinkles. He smiled his pearly whites and motioned for us to follow him.

     We were led down the hall and into a room. The doctor pointed to the bed and I layed down. He glanced at the guys, then at me.

     "Unless you're family, I'm going to have to ask you boys to leave," the doctor said picking up a clipboard.

     The guys gave me reassuring looks and walked out of the room to wait for me.

* Liam's POV

     It had been 20 minutes and the guys and I were getting tired of waiting. Out of nowere, three nurses walked briskly into Alli's room and shut the door. I stood up from my position on the ground and shared nervous glances with the other guys.

     Dr. Mcarthy stepped out of the room and gave us a grim look.

     "Allison's amniotic sac has ruptured. Basically, the sac the baby grows in has a rip in it. It's been leaking and I'm afraid she is going to have to go into surgery. She's being prepped right now," the doctor said with a sad expression.

     "Will the baby be okay? Will Alli be okay?" questions tumbled out of my mouth.

     "The sac has been leaking for a long time. There is probably a 25% chance the baby will survive. There is not enough liquid left for the baby to grow properly and I don't think we will be able to stitch up the rip without hurting the baby. Allison is going to be okay, I just don't think the baby will survive."

     I saw the door open and Alli was wheeled out on a bed with a hospital gown and cap. She looked scared and out of place. I walked over and grabbed her hand, walking with her.

     "Liam, is my baby going to be okay?" she whispered with a  terrified expression.

     So the doctor hadn't told her if the baby was going to live? Smart guy. She probably would've thrown a fit and not been able to go into surgery killing the baby for sure.

     "I don't know babe, just remember, I love you no matter what happens," I gave her a smile and let go of her hand as she was wheeled into the O.R.

    

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