I hurried over the hospital ward to look for her. I scan each bed until I found her. Her body was shaking uncontrollably and her stomach looked like before. I wondered why she was crying. Honestly, I was so damn happy on the inside as I knew I was about to meet our baby boy. A doctor called my phone earlier to tell me I was needed in the hospital because Lane may be giving birth tonight. I ditched the college reunion party and head off here as fast as possible.
I was about to approach her when she raised her head. Her eyes were bloodshot from crying. Maybe too much. Confusion and pain replaced my happiness. I didn’t want to see her like this. I would do anything to erase that pain from her.
I stepped forward and reach for her. I grabbed her arms and hugged her.
“Baby, don’t cry. Shhh. What’s wrong, baby? Aren’t you happy we’re going to see our son?” I tried to lighten the mood.
Lane shook her head vigorously. “No.” She whispered. “No, Justin.”
I was confused. How could she not be happy to have a child? Our son in particular. “Why, Lane? You’re not happy..”
“It’s not that, Justin!” She pushed me and I stumbled back a little bit. Her face was pained and shocked. I was about to snap when her face turned into something I didn’t ever want to see. Defeated.
“I’m sorry, Justin. I’m sorry.” She put her hands on her face.
My heart was beating rapidly and sweat began to form in my forehead. Agony and rage were beginning to form on my insides. I raked my hair with my hands as I continuously shook my head. This just couldn’t be happening.
“No. No, Lane, that’s not true. Shit, Lane, don’t lie to me!” I was enraged. I knew I couldn’t keep the tears I’ve been holding back.
“I’m sorry, Justin. We just lost…”
Before she can even finish it, my ears became unresponsive and my whole body turned numb. My heart broke and my soul lost all its hope. I hit a wall while walking backwards and I fell down. Just then, my tears began to rush out from my eyes for that little life I’ve been waiting to come.