Lost It All
It's time
"No, I don't want to go to a stupid ballet with you. What made you think I would actually want to go to that?" Andy threw his leather jacket onto the couch and stormed into the bedroom.
Carolyn really didn't know how to react. She picked his jacket off the couch and carried it into the bedroom with her. "Did you have a bad day at the studio?" She asked, trying to discover the source of his sour mood.
"I'm not in the mood to talk about it." He laid down on the bed and turned his back to her.
Carolyn grimaced, placed the jacket on a hanger in the closet, and then made her way out of the room, closing the door behind her. Andy was obviously not in the best mood and she didn't know how to make it better. She sighed, slipping on her shoes and jacket, and started towards the door.
"Well, I'll be back later, Andy." She called to him but received no response in return. She shook her head in disappointment and headed off to the theater by herself. A heavily pregnant woman wandering the streets of LA alone at night wasn't the best idea, but Andy and Carolyn were full of unreasonable ideas.
Aside from Andy not being with her, she had been enjoying her time alone. But it brought her a sense of sadness. She touched her stomach, thinking, if I had decided not to have you, I could be up on that stage doing what I love.
She felt the baby kick a little, and smiled. But then she felt water rushing out of her all of a sudden, and her eyes grew wide. Her water broke in the middle of the ballet.
The woman sitting next to her noticed, and helped her out into the lobby where she called an ambulance to come pick her up.
"Is you boyfriend or husband here with you?" The woman asked, holding Carolyn's hand as the cramps began to contract in her stomach.
Carolyn shook her head, writhing at the pain. "My boyfriend, yes, he's at home." She said.
The woman took out her phone again. "What's his number? I'll call him and alert him that you've gone into labor. I know he wouldn't want to miss the birth of his child."
Carolyn gave Andy's number to the woman, and squeezed her eyes shut as another set of contractions hit her.
"Hello? Yes, I'm calling to inform you that your girlfriend is currently going into labor." The woman on the phone informed.
What?! Andy shouted so loud that even Carolyn could hear him through the phone.
"I've already called an ambulance and she'll be headed to Good Samaritan Hospital. I suggest you meet her there." The woman told Andy.
The ambulance arrived and the woman stayed with Carolyn until she was placed into the ambulance. "Your boyfriend said he's on his way to the hospital right now. He'll meet you there. Good luck, dear! And congratulations!"
At that moment in time, Carolyn didn't care about anything except for getting this child out of her stomach. The time had come and it was an extremely painful time. She just wanted Andy to be by her side, holding her hand, and telling her that everything would be okay.
She closed her eyes, and listened to the screams of the sirens as the ambulance raced down the street to get her to the hospital as soon as possible.
"Carolyn! Carolyn, it's me, Andy! I'm right here!" He called to her as she was being removed from the back of the ambulance. He grabbed onto her hand and rubbed soothing circles on the back of her hand with his thumb. "It'll be over soon. I'm right here."
Carolyn really didn't know how to react. She picked his jacket off the couch and carried it into the bedroom with her. "Did you have a bad day at the studio?" She asked, trying to discover the source of his sour mood.
"I'm not in the mood to talk about it." He laid down on the bed and turned his back to her.
Carolyn grimaced, placed the jacket on a hanger in the closet, and then made her way out of the room, closing the door behind her. Andy was obviously not in the best mood and she didn't know how to make it better. She sighed, slipping on her shoes and jacket, and started towards the door.
"Well, I'll be back later, Andy." She called to him but received no response in return. She shook her head in disappointment and headed off to the theater by herself. A heavily pregnant woman wandering the streets of LA alone at night wasn't the best idea, but Andy and Carolyn were full of unreasonable ideas.
Aside from Andy not being with her, she had been enjoying her time alone. But it brought her a sense of sadness. She touched her stomach, thinking, if I had decided not to have you, I could be up on that stage doing what I love.
She felt the baby kick a little, and smiled. But then she felt water rushing out of her all of a sudden, and her eyes grew wide. Her water broke in the middle of the ballet.
The woman sitting next to her noticed, and helped her out into the lobby where she called an ambulance to come pick her up.
"Is you boyfriend or husband here with you?" The woman asked, holding Carolyn's hand as the cramps began to contract in her stomach.
Carolyn shook her head, writhing at the pain. "My boyfriend, yes, he's at home." She said.
The woman took out her phone again. "What's his number? I'll call him and alert him that you've gone into labor. I know he wouldn't want to miss the birth of his child."
Carolyn gave Andy's number to the woman, and squeezed her eyes shut as another set of contractions hit her.
"Hello? Yes, I'm calling to inform you that your girlfriend is currently going into labor." The woman on the phone informed.
What?! Andy shouted so loud that even Carolyn could hear him through the phone.
"I've already called an ambulance and she'll be headed to Good Samaritan Hospital. I suggest you meet her there." The woman told Andy.
The ambulance arrived and the woman stayed with Carolyn until she was placed into the ambulance. "Your boyfriend said he's on his way to the hospital right now. He'll meet you there. Good luck, dear! And congratulations!"
At that moment in time, Carolyn didn't care about anything except for getting this child out of her stomach. The time had come and it was an extremely painful time. She just wanted Andy to be by her side, holding her hand, and telling her that everything would be okay.
She closed her eyes, and listened to the screams of the sirens as the ambulance raced down the street to get her to the hospital as soon as possible.
"Carolyn! Carolyn, it's me, Andy! I'm right here!" He called to her as she was being removed from the back of the ambulance. He grabbed onto her hand and rubbed soothing circles on the back of her hand with his thumb. "It'll be over soon. I'm right here."
Notes
So, I went to Warped tour. Holy jesus. It was amazing. I cried three times during BVB's set and I lost my shit when CC walked out on stage for the first time. I took pictures and then my phone died. But I held my phone up so they could see my BVB phone case. and then I got super emotional during Fallen Angels because the lyrics started to really get to me and Andy saw me with watery eyes and he looked directly at me, I shit you not, and smiled. I fucking lost it again I was like no stop right now. And I was pretty close to the front so I know he was looking at me.Shout outs:
-Kvengeance
-This Is Our Sweet Blasphemy
-ScarsCanHeal
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8/19/17