The Alpha Chose Me

I sat for ages watching him sleep. It wasn't long before the nurse poked her head in to check my observations.

“Do you need anything sweetie?”.

I shook my head.

“Your bp is a little high but that can sometimes be normal in girls your age. Do you feel okay?".

I shrugged. I was being unreasonable; this wasn't her fault, but I wasn't in the mood for talking.

“I'll be back soon. In the meantime, if you need anything press your button”.

I felt lost. I didn’t understand how I could grieve something I never had. Maybe this was how it was always going to end up. Maybe it just wasn't meant to be.

Brushing the tears from my cheeks, I muffled my sob with the bedsheets. I wanted to leave, I wanted to get out of here and go home. I wanted to be in the comfort of my own surrounding and sleep in my own bed.

But truthfully, I was in no state to leave this bed.

“Babe”. His voice reached my ears, and I wiped my face clean and cleared my throat.

“I need to pee”.

He helped me to the bathroom and against my protests he wouldn't leave.

“I just want to help”.

“l can manage”.

I couldn't, I needed all the help he was offering I was just being stubborn. I was looking for someone to blame other than myself and that wasn’t fair. None of this was his fault.

I was uncomfortable, cramps in my stomach and a pressure down below. Was that normal? I had never lost a baby before, so I had no idea what to expect or what happens.

“I shouldn't have let you drive home on your own”. He spoke.

I shrugged. The weather was bad and what happened to me could have happened to anyone. I finished up washing my hands and headed back into the room.

Jake's hand on the lower of my back.

I wanted sleep. I was exhausted and every part of my body hurt.

Helping me back into bed he pressed a kiss against my forehead. “I'm right here if you need anything”.

“I just want to sleep”.

“Okay baby okay”. Again, he pressed his lips against my forehead.

I woke with a throbbing headache. My mouth was dry, and I felt sick because I hadn't eaten anything. I couldnt seem to stomach food. The thought alone put me off.

Jake was snoring softly from the chair his jumper covering his eyes. That can’t be comfortable.

As the door to my room opened the nurse from earlier smiled at me.

“I'm going to change your IV and once that’s finished the doctor will come in and speak to you”.

“Then can I go home?" I asked.

“I don't see why not. He'll come and speak to you shortly. Do you need anything?”.

I shook my head.

Once she left and the door was closed Jake removed his jumper and wiped at his face.

“How are you feeling?”. He asked.

“Sore, uncomfortable”.

“Are you hungry?”.

I shook my head. “I feel sick”.

“If I get you breakfast, will you at least try and eat it?".

I nodded. “You should go home and shower. Maybe get some sleep”. If you are not reading this novel on J ob (n) ib.com, some sentences are incomplete. Visit] o b nib.com to read the complete sentences for free. It wasn't fair that he had been sat here all night. I was fine and right now my own company wouldn't be a bad thing.

“I slept”. As he got to his feet, he walked the short distance and sat on the edge of the bed. “We're going to get through this you know that right?”.

I nodded as he took my hand in his.

I couldn't already feel the lump forming in the back of my throat my tears threatening to fall. I couldn't seem to control my emotions.

“None of this was your fault”.

Wasn't it? I couldn't help but blame myself. I was meant to keep our baby safe, and I didn’t.

I swallowed back my tears.

“Talk to me”. He whispered. “I have to know you're okay”.

I didn’t want to talk, I had nothing to say right now. I lost our baby, me, and regardless of what anyone said I would always blame myself.

“I'm okay”.