The Missing Hutcherson

Emma was abandoned as a child. Never knew her family. Until she was eleven years old. She finds her new family and loves them. But things are not perfect. It actually seems as if everything has gone down hill ever since she came home.


7. Small Bump

The title of this chapter is Small Bump. The songs is amazing, love it, it's by Ed Sheeran. Listen to it.

Connor's POV

"I'll whisper quietly, I'll give you nothing but truth

If you're not inside me, I'll put my future in you

You are my one and only.

You can wrap your fingers round my thumb and hold me tight.

Oh, you are my one and only.

You can wrap your fingers round my thumb and hold me tight.

And you'll be alright."

"What the hell are you doing?" Danielle asks, making me remove an earbud and stop singing. She looks amused, raising an eyebrow, hands on her hips.

"Singing," I answer, rolling my eyes. She rolls hers in return.

"What are you singing?"

"Small Bumb, by Ed Sheeran. Have you heard it yet?" I ask her. She shakes her head. "Then come here. I like it." She sits down beside me and I hand her an earbud, restarting the song.

By the end of the song she is bawling. "What's wrong?" I ask, pulling her closer.

"Did you not here that last line? The girl has a miscarriage. The baby dies. Connor, what if our baby dies?!" I should really listen to lyrics better.

"That is not going to happen. We will make sure there is no possible way it can happen. We are actually going to the doctors today, so come on." I tell her. I actually have no idea if there is actually a way to truly prevent miscarriages or stillborns from happening. But there are things you can do to stay as far as possible from it.

Right now, she is two months pregnant. There is already a little bulge forming. And I love it. She isn't so thrilled. Since we still have two weeks of school left, she's worried about people already noticing. Who cares? They will notice anyways when school starts back up, and then we will have a little baby.

Mom, Emma, and Josh--I don't know why Josh is coming--are accompanying us for this doctor visit, this being the first one. I'm excited. Over the course of a couple weeks, I have thought about it more and more. Even though we are 16, I can't wait for my baby to get here. I want to be a father.

I'm driving, as mom, Emma, and Josh sit in the back, Danielle in shotgun. We're listening to a pop station, and they just happen to start playing Small Bump. Danielle starts crying again.

"Turn it off," Mom tells me.

"I like this song, thank you."

"Your pregnant girlfriend doesn't need to be listening to a song about a miscarriage." Josh comments.

"If you forget about that part, the song is actually really good." I argue, but do change it.

"What's a miscarriage?" Emma asks. Why did we invite the whole damn family again?

"It's when a little fetus doesn't make it to birth and dies in the womb." Mom explains.

"Thanks mom." I mutter, Danielle starting to cry again. God damn, and I thought period hormones were bad. This is going to be hell!

We make it to the doctors office and Danielle has calmed down. She signs in and then they call us back. The nurse looks at the family kind of weirdly.

"Who is the father?" She asks, staring at Josh. I clear my throat and shoot her a glare. No way in hell did she think Josh was actually a soon-to-be father.

"I am," I say.

"And you're the grandmother?" She asks mom.

"Soon-to-be," Mom says, and another glare is sent at the nurse.

"Oh, okay. You three can come back, but your niece and brother have to stay in here." She says.

"She's my sister, not my daughter," Josh deadpans and if looks could kill this nurse would be 36 feet under with all the glares she is getting.

"I'm sorry. Just if you would please follow me," She says and walks pretty quickly. Me and mom find two chairs, mine being the closest to the bed-chair thing.

"Do you know how far along you are?"

"About 9 weeks, so like 2 months." She answers.

"Before the pregnancy, where your menstrual cycles regular? If so, how long did the tend to last?"

"Yes, and about six or seven days."

"When was the first day of your last period?"

"I think it was either the 23rd or the 24th of April. One of those," They keep track of these things?

"Have you ever had any kind of gynecological problems? Such as STDs?"

"No." She shouldn't. I know I don't, and we've only ever been with each other.

"Have you ever been pregnant before this?"


"Any chronic conditions, and if so what medications do you take to treat them?"

"Don't have any."

"Any drug allergies?"

"Nope." We are going to be here for awhile.

"Any psychiatric problems?"


"Any past surgeries or hospitalizations?"

"Yes. I was hospitalized for pneumonia once."

"When the hell did that happen?!" I ask. I don't remember she ever being in a hospital.

"Relax. We were like five." She says, rolling her eyes.

"Do you have any habits? Such as smoking drinking, or drug use?"

"Nope." That's obvious. The nurse then asks her something in her ear. "Definitely not!" She shouts after the nurse leans back.

"Does anybody in your family have and or had any chronic or serious diseases?"

"My great grandmother had skin cancer. And my grandfather has lung cancer." She says. Damn.

"Do you, you," She points at me "Or anyone in either family have a chromosomal or genetic disorder, had developmental delays, or was born with a structural birth defect?"

"Not that we know of." I says. Mom nods behind me.

"We have none." She adds on.

"I don't think so." Danielle says.

"Have you taken any medications and nutritional supplements since your last period, and have you used alcohol or drugs?"

"No ma'am."

"Okay then."

They do some tests. They do a pelvic exam, something called a Pap smear, and they take a urine sample. They then take some blood work and give us a pamphlet and some prenatal vitamins and send us on our way and will call us to tell our results later.

We head home and I just put my earbuds and continue to listen to the song.

Sorry if I made any mistakes. I tried to make it as real as possible. And I just found all the information of the baby site. I've never been pregnant so, here is my best. Thanks-Katherine

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