“Where are you going? We’re not done speaking!” he growled as he stormed after her.
“Well, I’m done!” Alexandria replied, turning to face him. She shook her head with disappointment and turned to walk away when he grabbed her arm.
“Wait! Come back here!” he snapped.
“No, Dad! Just leave me alone!” She jerked her arm away from his tight grip and tumbled backward down the stairs. “Ahh!”
“What have you done?” Georgia yelled as she ran after Alexandria. “Honey, are you okay? Can you move?”
Collin stood at the top of the stairs, frozen.
“Je suis tellement désolé, bébé,” Georgia sobbed.
“I’m sorry too, Mom, for everything,” Alexandria cried as she lay in pain. She was afraid to move an inch as she held her stomach.
“Collin, call 911, now!” Georgia shouted to the frozen statue. “Don’t worry, we just want you to be okay. That’s all that matters.” More tears ran down Georgia’s face as she rubbed Alexandria’s hand. “My poor baby.”
Collin composed himself and dialed 911. “They’re on their way!” he shouted. He flew downstairs and kneeled down, looking at Georgia. “Is she okay? The ambulance will be here soon,” he informed her, but Georgia never answered him.
After about five minutes, the paramedics showed up and put her on the stretcher. When they moved her, she felt warm fluid rolling down her leg. It felt like hours to Alexandria as the thrashing pain moved through her like electricity. Collin followed behind the ambulance while Georgia rode with Alexandria. All Alexandria could think about was her baby and if it was okay. Once they arrived at the hospital, the doctors on staff examined her and concurred that she’d lost a significant amount of blood. They gave her an IV of meds that instantly put her sleep. When she awoke, her mother was sitting next to her, caressing her hand. She sat up abruptly, forgetting where she was, but the life-altering pain in her abdomen willed her to remember the fall.
“Bonjour ma chérie, comment vous sentez-vous?” Georgia asked.
“I feel okay, a little sore. How’s my baby?” She tried to focus on her mother’s face, but there were three of her.
Georgia looked down and pursed her lips. “I’m sorry, but you lost it,” she whispered.
“No! You’re lying! Get out of here!” Alexandria hollered. She could feel the heaviness of her heart, like it was being stomped on.
“I’m so sorry, baby. I would never lie to you. You lost too much blood. We almost lost you.” Georgia sniffled.
Alexandria cried so hard she felt it in her soul. Georgia rose up and hugged her, but it made everything worse. Alexandria didn’t want her mother’s compassion. She just felt empty inside.