THIRTY THREE

ELIZABETH

Something was wrong… I had no idea what it was but as I lay in my bed in Jason’s family house, I knew something was wrong.

I suddenly felt it, the reason I had woken up in such a panic, a sharp jab in my stomach was enough to get me sprawling on the ground so I could crawl away from whatever was causing me pain.

I saw it… the blood, trailing me from the bed and onto the ground as I cried.

A blood curdling scream tore from my throat as my knees buck and I fell, crying and crying.

It was a big house so chances were that I had not been heard. I slapped a hand to my mouth crying as I frantically looked around for my phone.

I was losing the baby, something had to be done, all these and more ran through my mind as I finally located my phone and dialed Jason’s number, sobbing.

“Elizabeth, are you okay?” he asked, I had woken him up from sleep.

“I...I…don’t… please come, I am losing the baby.” I cried, the phone falling from my hand.

It was only a matter of seconds before he burst i