One Night Part 2

The follow on from 'One Night Part 1'

What will happen to Louise and Charlie?


2. Not Coping

As Charlie and I jumped into the car the following week to go to the hospital, I was instantly full of fear. What if there was something wrong with the baby, or whether it was already dead? What if it doesn't form properly, or what if...what if...what if...

Too many 'what if's' I know, I know, but I was worried to hell that this baby would have something wrong with it, and that Charlie would be devastated. This baby means so much to him.

When we got to the hospital, we were greeted by a bubbly smiling plump woman who kept on congratulating us on our baby, saying that we were very lucky and asking us lots of questions. Charlie was smiling from ear to ear, but I couldn't bring myself to be so cheerful. I just kept on mumbling 'thank you' with a weak smile and looking at Charlie, who did most of the answering. When the midwife called out our names, I was the first to jump up and quickly walk down the corridor, Charlie running to keep up.

'Slow down, Lou, the midwife isn't going anywhere,' he said, catching up with me, grabbing my hand and slowing me down.

'I know, I just wanted to get away from that ghastly woman. Asking us all those questions, nosy old bag,' I replied.

'What was wrong with her? I thought she was very nice and friendly!' Charlie asked, sounding a little angry.

'Oh yes, I'm sure she was a lovely person, not a nosy bitch at all! I just don't want to be stabbed with loads of questions at the moment, Charlie!' I yelled, tears filling up in my eyes.

I didn't know what was wrong with me. I just felt like I needed to cry my eyes out. It's probably all the hormones zooming about inside me. I just felt so angry and upset and exhausted. I think Charlie could see this, so he stopped walking, as did I, and he looked at me. Tears were now running down the side of my cheeks, but I didn't bother to wipe them away. Charlie came up close to me and hugged me tight. This set me off even more, and I just cried and cried into his shoulder. He stroked my hair and soothed me and told me everything was going to be all right, and we just stood there, in the middle of the corridor. Hugging and crying. I wanted to stay there forever, enclosed in his firm arms, safe from any harm, but I knew we had to go and see the midwife. I pulled away and Charlie bent down and softly kissed my lips.

'Now then, you go and clean yourself up baby, and I will go and tell the midwife you won't be a moment. Do you know where the toilets are?' Charlie asked me.

I nodded and gave him one last hug before rushing off into the toilets.

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