Chapter 17
Avidya
Maybe Travis and Krissy were right—I needed to be checked out. By the time we made it to the ER, my stomach was cramping too much, and too bad, to be able to just push it off as anything typical.
It hadn’t taken long to get into the maternity ward, Krissy was at my side as Travis was forced to wait in the waiting room. The small room only fit one other person, as it was only meant to be used as a check in room. There was a small half bed, one chair, and a desk with a computer with monitors. The monitors had a number of wires that I wasn’t too concerned about figuring out what was used for.
I answered all the needed questions about how far along I was, who my doctor was, and how long I had felt the contractions. The nurse didn’t waste time to check and what I was feeling was in fact contractions, if the bands around my stomach said anything otherwise. I was too far dilated to try to stop the contractions.
I was in labor.
This was not how I was planning my day to go. None of it was. Would I be in labor if Aaron hadn’t barged his way into my home? Would I have come in sooner if I had known about the possibility of going into labor so early?
“Let’s get you into a room and I’ll call your doctor. Give me five minutes. If you need me, just press that button right there and someone will be in soon,” the nurse said.
Everything seemed to be such a blur. Maybe I was in shock. Maybe I had been dealt too much. Or maybe I was just tired of my life being so crappy constantly. There always seemed to be something right around the corner when I always thought that everything was going just perfect, or as close to perfect as possible.
“You’ll be okay,” Krissy said quietly next to me. “I won’t leave. Unless you want me to.”
“Stay, please,” I asked, trying to hold all my emotions in. It was easier said than done.
“Of course,” she said. “My parents have Catrina, so I can stay as long as needed.”
“Thank you,” I said, letting my body slightly relax. Although it didn’t last as another strong contraction hit. It felt like my insides were being twisted together, and not in a good way.
As the contraction calmed, the nurse whisked back in with a wheelchair letting me know that they had a room all ready for me.
“Travis,” I said, looking at Krissy. I needed my brother. If I couldn’t have Zach, he’d do just fine.
“I’ll get him,” Krissy promised. “Let’s get you to your room first.”
I nodded as I moved from the bed to the wheelchair. There was no way I’d be able to walk with the pain, let alone with having a gown that showed off my backside to the world. The pressure down below was starting to draw my attention quickly, also.
Before I knew it, I was in a room, sitting on the bed, being re-hooked up to monitors of all kinds. Krissy stood next to me, holding my hand as the IV was inserted into my other hand. Travis stood off to the side, seeming shocked himself. His widened eyes were open, trying to take everything in.
“All set,” the nurse smiled. “You’re in good hands here, Avidya.”
One white blanket laid across my legs as the nurse turned the volume up on the computer. The heartbeat of the baby filled the room, soothing me at least a little bit.
We were both okay.
“Are you sure you want me here?” Travis asked, looking around with a fearful look.
I could understand. I was scared myself. I never expected to be here so soon. I had no idea what to expect. I didn’t know if we would both be okay.
“You don’t have to be,” I answered. “Just stay for a little bit. Please.”
“Okay,” Travis said, straightening his back. I could tell he was preparing himself for what was to come.
“So, what are you to Avidya?” Krissy asked.
“Her brother,” Travis answered. “And I come to bring her back home, but I guess that’ll have to wait.”
“You are not taking her back there,” Krissy said, placing her hands on her hips.
“I can’t, Travis,” I sighed out. “You know why, so don’t even ask.”
Shit!I cussed in my thoughts as another contraction hit. At the same moment, I felt like I peed myself. Double shit. Everything felt warm, grossly so.
