The Boy Who Sneaks in My Bedroom Window (43 page)

“
My
back
’s hurting, and my hips.” I winced as
he guided me to move onto my back.

He nodded.
“That can sometimes happen. It looks like you might be having a
miscarriage,” he said, apologetically. I nodded in agreement. I
knew that already, there was no way I wasn’t having a miscarriage,
this was just too damn painful to be anything else. Liam held my
hand the whole time on the way there, just watching me, not
speaking. His face was the picture of grief. He was hurting badly;
I could see the pain on his features as he looked at me. He wasn’t
going to forgive me.

When we got
there I was wheeled into a little cubicle and a doctor came in
almost immediately.
“OK, Amber, I’m going
to have to have a look and see if your cervix is open,” he
explained, pulling on some gloves.

I looked at
Liam
, horrified, gripping his hand
tighter. “Shh, everything’s OK. I’m here. Everything’s fine,” he
soothed, rubbing his free hand over my face gently. I cried out as
pain shot through me, making fresh tears fall as the doctor did his
examination. Liam kissed them away softly, looking at me,
heartbroken.

“
I’m sorry,
your cervix is open, you’re miscarrying. We need to do a
procedure to speed things along. You’re only
five weeks so this is that safest and easiest way,” the doctor
said, throwing his blood smeared gloves away.

“
What
procedure?” Liam asked.

“
It’s called
an
ERPC. It’s a surgical procedure. It
will need to be done under general anaesthetic and we’ll remove all
traces of the pregnancy,” he explained, looking at me a little
sadly.

Surgical procedure?

“
That’s
safe?” Liam asked
, gripping my hand
tighter.

The doctor
nodded. “It’s the safest way. We could leave it to expel itself
over the next week or so, but that would come with a higher risk of
infection. It’s best for Amber if we remove it all
quickly.”

I nodded. I
wanted this over; I didn’t want to be bleeding heavily for a week,
especially if it was as painful as this the whole time. Liam looked
at me, waiting for me to make the decision. “OK,” I muttered,
closing my eyes.

“
Right, well,
I’ll go and make sure there’s an operating room free. It’s a very
quick procedure. You’ll come back down here after,” the doctor
stated, nodding at Liam as he left quickly.

I sniffed and
turned to Liam. “I’m so sorry, Liam, this is all my
fault.”

He
gasped,
and shook his head fiercely.
“Will you stop saying that! This isn’t your fault, Angel. Stop
blaming yourself. That asshole did this, not you.” He bent over me
and kissed my forehead softly.

“
No. I
shouldn’t have left your house. You told me to stay there. I should
have listened to you, and now I’ve killed our baby,” I sobbed,
feeling my heart break all over again.

He climbed
onto the bed carefully and wrapped his arms around
me
, trying not to move me. “None of this
is your fault; you didn’t kill the baby, Angel. It’s just one of
those things. You know I’m a firm believer of everything happens
for a reason; we weren’t supposed to have this baby. You’re not to
blame. If anything, this is my fault, if I hadn’t told him to get
off of you he might not have hit you,” he said quietly. I shook my
head and buried my face in his chest, clinging to him tightly, this
wasn’t his fault, none of it was his fault. “I love you,” he
whispered over and over in my ear, until the doctor came back and
took me off to the operating room.

Liam walked
along the side of my bed until I got to the room
and he wasn’t allowed any further. He kissed me softly, his
eyes bright with sadness and pain. “I’ll be right here when you
wake up. I love you more than anything,” he promised.

I smiled at
his words. He still loved me, he still wanted me. I just hoped that
he wasn’t just saying these things because I was upset and in pain.
I prayed that he really did still want me after what I’d
done.

~ Liam ~

As soon as she was through the doors and out of my
sight, I slumped onto the floor and put my head in my hands. My
whole body was hurting. She was in so much pain and there was
nothing I could do. We’d lost the baby, and for some idiotic reason
she was blaming herself for that asshole doing this. I squeezed my
hands into fists, pressing them against my eyes, trying not to
think about him. The more I thought about him, the more I wanted to
get the hell out of here and rip his head off - but I couldn’t do
that. I needed to be here for my girl when she woke up. She didn’t
need anything else to worry about right now.

I believed
what I had told her
earlier. If we were
meant to have this baby, then we would have. She wouldn’t have lost
it if it was meant to be. I’d always believed that everything
happens for a reason - but that didn’t stop it hurting like hell to
lose this baby. A perfect little baby that I imagined would be just
like its momma in every way. I closed my eyes and rested my head
back against the wall, waiting for her to come out. I barely even
noticed when Jake came and sat next to me, wrapping his arm around
my shoulder.

“
She lost
it
,” I mumbled.

Jake’s arm
tight
ened around my shoulders. “Yeah.
She’ll be OK, Liam,” he assured, squeezing my shoulder.

I was
actually surprised that he wasn’t kicking the crap out of me for
getting his little sister pregnant, but to be
honest
, I just couldn’t care less. He
couldn’t cause me any more pain than I already felt, the only one
that could hurt me more than this was my Angel. She was the only
one that had the power to kill me.

After about
forty minutes th
ey wheeled her out of
surgery, she was still asleep from the anaesthetic. I jumped up
quickly, looking her over. “Is she alright?” I asked desperately,
skipping along beside the bed as they pushed her down the
hallway.

“
Everything
w
ent well. We removed everything. She’ll
be fine. She should start to come around from the anaesthetic
within the hour. We’ll keep her in overnight, and let her go
tomorrow afternoon sometime. She’ll have to take it easy for a day
or so,” the doctor confirmed. I nodded and followed her into her
room, sitting beside her bed, holding her hand tightly. Jake and I
sat silently next to her bed, there was nothing to say, nothing
could make this any better.

After about half an hour, she moved her hand in mine.
I jumped up quickly as her eyes fluttered. This was the second time
in three days that she’d woken up to me like this and I just prayed
to God that she never did it again, because I couldn’t take any
more of this.

“
Hey
, Angel,” I murmured, stroking
her face lightly, it was sore looking and was already starting to
bruise where he’d slapped her.

She turned
her head in my dir
ection but didn’t open
her eyes. “You stayed,” she breathed, a small smile playing on the
corner of her mouth.

She
hones
tly thought I would leave
her?

“
Of course I
stayed
.” I kissed her gently. She
whimpered and gripped the front of my shirt weakly as she kissed me
back.

“
I love you
so much
, Liam,” she whispered.

“
I know you
do, but I still love you more
,” I
countered. No one ever loved anyone as much as I loved
her.

Jake cleared
his throat so I pulled away
, still
holding her hand tightly. He leant over and hugged her. “I’m sorry
you lost your baby, Ambs,” he said, looking like he genuinely meant
it.

She nodded
and smiled sadly. “Yeah
, me too,” she
replied, her voice breaking as she spoke.

“
I’m gonna
go
and call Ruby and Johnny. I’ll call
your parents too, Liam,” Jake said, kissing her cheek before
disappearing out of the curtain, giving us some privacy.

“
Will you lay
with me?” she
croaked.

I nodded and
climbed
carefully onto the bed with her.
“Are you in pain or anything?” I asked as I wrapped my arm over her
gently.

“
Not really.
It’s sore, but nowhere near as bad as it was.” She winced as she
moved on the bed.

I closed my
eyes and buried
my face in the side of
her neck. “You need to stop scaring the shit out of me. You’re
seriously going to give me a heart attack soon,” I teased, trying
to lighten the mood.

She laughed
humourlessly. “I’m so tired, Liam.” She turned her head, nuzzling
against mine.

“
Go to sleep
then
, Angel,” I cooed, pulling the sheets
up higher around her to keep her warm.

She drifted
in a
nd out of sleep for a few hours. They
gave her some more pain meds, but she said she was OK. After a
couple of hours they let her get out of the bed to go to the
bathroom as long as she was accompanied by two nurses - which she
didn't appreciate at all.

At
nine o’clock the nurse came in, smiling sadly at
me. “I’m sorry but visiting hours are over now. I’m going to have
to ask you to leave,” she said apologetically as she settled Amber
back into her bed.

“
Seriously?
Can’t I stay? I won’t be any trouble, please? I’ll sleep in the
chair, you won’t even know I’m here
,” I
begged, giving her the face that seemed to work so well on
Amber.

She sighed
and rolled her eyes. “Fine. But if anyone asks, you snuck in here.
Understand?” she asked, smiling and shaking her head.

I grinned.
“Thanks.” Wow, that face worked on other people too.

Jake said his
goodbyes
, promising to be back first
thing in the morning, and bring me and Amber a change of clothes.
Once he was gone, she scooted over on the bed, wincing slightly but
trying not to show me it hurt.

“
I’ll sleep
in the chair
, Angel,” I protested,
grimacing at the thought of rolling on her or something.

“
Please
, Liam?” she
begged.

Damn
it
, why can’t I say no to this girl? I
sighed and kicked off my sneakers, climbing onto the bed with her.
She snuggled into my chest and cried herself to sleep.

I woke really early in the morning to someone shaking
my arm. I looked up to see two men standing there, both of them
were looking at me sternly. What the hell? Oh crap, I’m going to
get in trouble for sleeping in here!

“
L
iam James?” one of them
asked.

I nodded and
sat up quietly. “Yeah
,” I whispered,
trying not to wake Amber. Too late, she stirred and jumped as she
saw the two guys standing there.

“
Liam James,
I’m arresting you on suspicion of Grievous
Bodily Harm. You do not have to say anything, but anything
you do say may be used against you in a court of law. You have the
right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be
appointed to you,” he stated, as he took hold of my arm.

GBH? That asshole is pressing charges?

Chapter 22

~ Amber ~

I sat up quickly. “What the
hell?”

L
iam put his hand on my shoulder.
“Don’t get up,” he said sternly. Jeez, the damn silly boy was being
arrested and he was still worried about me?

“
This
is stupid! You can’t arrest him, it wasn’t his
fault!” I cried desperately, looking at the two men who were
watching Liam put on his shoes. Why the hell is he being so calm
about this? Did he expect something like this to happen?

“
There’s been
a serious complaint
, Ma’am. We need to
investigate,” the man stated, not even bothering to look at
me.

“
Angel,
everything’s fine. Don’t worry,” Liam assured me. Fine? How is this
fine? He turned to look at the guy holding his arm. “Can I kiss my
girlfriend goodbye? She’s just had a miscarriage,” he pleaded. The
guy’s face softened slightly and he let go of his arm. Liam bent
over and kissed me softly on the lips. “I love you, Angel. Don’t
start to stress about me. You need to rest,” he instructed,
stroking my face gently.

As he went to
pull back
, I panicked. I couldn’t let him
go, I needed him. I threw my arms around his neck and refused to
let go. “Please don’t take him, please? This wasn’t his fault, this
was my fault, everything was my fault. I should have just stayed at
his house. I shouldn’t have gone home, please?” I begged, gripping
my hands into Liam’s hair, sobbing on his shoulder.

“
Ma’am, you
need to let go now,” the same guy stated. I tightened my grip on
Liam, probably hurting him but he didn’t complain. “Ma’am!” the guy
barked.