Only the strong....(closed)
Oct 3, 2016 0:31:23 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Oct 3, 2016 0:31:23 GMT -5
Quinn had been unable to fall back asleep after hearing David’s screams over the radio. She was worried….not only for him, but for Lawrence who she knew would do anything to get her brother back. She had taken a shower and put her long blonde hair into a braid…she then set to making the bed…not a wrinkle anywhere…anything to occupy her and distract her nervous mind. She sighed as she smoothed out another small wrinkle…but it was about that time that a pain stuck her. It was so unlike anything she had felt before that she lost her breath and fell forward onto the bed. Her green eyes wide and fists clenching at the sheet so had just so meticulously straightened.
Fuck…what the hell was that? A bright sheen of sweat had broken out on her forehead and chest. And just when she thought it was over and started to stand another powerful pain sent her to her knees. “FUCK!” She screamed, her voice breaking as her stomach felt as if it were being squeezed in a vice. Her breathing was fast and she knelt against the bed, still unsure what was happening to her body….and why it hurt so damn much. Then she noticed the stain slowly spreading down the legs of her jeans. The dark crimson that could only mean the worst. “No…no no no…” She mumbled, her skin now cold and her entire body shaking. She was losing it…that could be the only reason why this was happening…the pain….the blood….what had she done wrong?
With a pained grunt she forced herself to her feet and stumbled out into the hall. Each time a pain would hit her she was forced to stop and breathe through the pain. Starting again only to watch as her jeans slowly were dyed red. It was a long walk. But the halls were rather empty with all the excitement. She stumbled along, feeling weaker and weaker as time passed. Knowing that there was nothing that could be done but that she had to try. She had to get to that lady she had spoken to before…the one who had mentioned a prenatal check-up.
She eventually made it to the infirmary and practically fell against the door. She didn’t knock but pushed it open, her bloodshot green eyes falling on anyone that might be inside. “Help me…I…I think..” She stopped when another pain hit her and nearly bent her double.
Fuck…what the hell was that? A bright sheen of sweat had broken out on her forehead and chest. And just when she thought it was over and started to stand another powerful pain sent her to her knees. “FUCK!” She screamed, her voice breaking as her stomach felt as if it were being squeezed in a vice. Her breathing was fast and she knelt against the bed, still unsure what was happening to her body….and why it hurt so damn much. Then she noticed the stain slowly spreading down the legs of her jeans. The dark crimson that could only mean the worst. “No…no no no…” She mumbled, her skin now cold and her entire body shaking. She was losing it…that could be the only reason why this was happening…the pain….the blood….what had she done wrong?
With a pained grunt she forced herself to her feet and stumbled out into the hall. Each time a pain would hit her she was forced to stop and breathe through the pain. Starting again only to watch as her jeans slowly were dyed red. It was a long walk. But the halls were rather empty with all the excitement. She stumbled along, feeling weaker and weaker as time passed. Knowing that there was nothing that could be done but that she had to try. She had to get to that lady she had spoken to before…the one who had mentioned a prenatal check-up.
She eventually made it to the infirmary and practically fell against the door. She didn’t knock but pushed it open, her bloodshot green eyes falling on anyone that might be inside. “Help me…I…I think..” She stopped when another pain hit her and nearly bent her double.