***THE NEXT MORNING***
I wake up in a new hospital room with a few needles in my arm and look across the room. There's Cameron. "Goodmorning beautiful," he tells me. The smile he had on while telling me that just didn't feel right. It wasn't like his smile when he was truly happy. It was like a fake one. It shattered my heart. Thank God the pain wasn't as bad as last night, I couldn't sleep until 3:00 AM.
He ruffled his hand through his hair and walked over to me. "How are you feeling babe," he questions me while he sits on the chair near my bed.
"I know you're not, Bre."
He was right. I am not okay, I'm broken down from what happened to the baby last night. Dr. Lennox gave me the choice wether or not to take the baby out today. I just couldn't bare the fact about what they were going to do with a lifeless body. I decide to let them have a c-section today.
***5 HOURS LATER***
A squad of nurses and doctors come in with a cart of sharp objects that scare the shit out of me. I see my Mom standing outside peeking through the door's window and mouth the words, "It'll be okay," to me and gives me a thumbs up. My hair is in a bun. They had already put the curtain over me so I couldn't see what they were doing with my stomach and Cam was wearing a face mask and a coat. I suddenly see a nurse wrapping a little baby in a towel. It only weighed 2 pounds when they carefully placed it on a scale. I start feeling guilty about what I made an innocent human go through. I started crying and covered my mouth as they carried it out of the room.
Before this all happened Cam and I were already coming up with baby names. If the baby was a boy, we would've named him Caden Ryder Dallas or Brooklyn Adriana Dallas if it was a girl. My heart ached even more. He was so siked to finally be a dad.
***1 HOUR LATER***
Once everyone has left and I slip on comfortable clothes it was only Cam and I in the room. We sit there in silence while we looked out the window at the endless view of the city. He turns toward me and says, "Breannah I think we should take a break from each other.."
"W-what do you mean??"
"After what happened, man... I've never felt so much hurt today."
"Babe I'm sure that I feel as hurt as you too. We can do this together."
"I just don't know anymore."
"So what, the wedding's over? I don't need to plan anymore? I don't need to make an effort to be with you anymore?"
"Yeah, I guess. Look Bre, you just don't understand the emotions I've felt today. You make it sound like I'm a burden to you. Like I'm some sort of, weak person. I mean I can be soft but it's just me and sadly I can't change for you. I would've been more than happy to help you with the wedding. I can't believe you just said that, Breannah."
"Then don't fucking make me look like the person who is wrong about everything! Jesus christ! What the fuck do you expect me to be? I'm not "house wife" material if that's what you want. Yes I do want kids, I do want marriage, I do want to be happy but now I just can't see how that's all going to happen after what you just told me."
He gets quiet and I don't dare to look him in the eyes. Dr. Lennox said that I'm free to go so I told Cam that we should leave right now.
We awkwardly get into his rented car and we're quiet the rest of the way back. He gulps and his jaw gets tight. He was wearing shades so I couldn't tell the expression in his eyes. I could see the hurt in his facial expression. Cameron would usually try to get my spirits up when I was down, but now he just wasn't doing it.
He slows the car down near my house to drop me off. I slip off my ring, leave it on the passenger seat, slam the door shut, and unlock the door to my house. Cameron drives away and I could no longer see his car in site when I look back.