That Special Love Story
Part 9
Later that day, the baby was still kicking Molly. Throughout the afternoon, the little girl would move and shake. The pink haired girl thought it was very cute, but also alarming. The first few movements were soft, but know they've turned rough. Everytime Molly would try to do something, the baby girl would keep on kicking.
"What is up with you?" Molly asked as she stared down at her tummy.
The baby replied with a sharp kick that made her mother jump. The pink haired girl tried rubbing her belly to make the shaking stop, but it didn't work. She tried drinking tea and relaxing with Gil, but it still had no affect.
"Is she still going at it?" The blue haired male would ask.
"Yes," Molly replied, "and she hasn't stopped for hours."
"Maybe she's hungry, or just tired."
"I already ate, and I took a nap earlier. She's probably just active. She gets that from you." The pink hair girl giggled.
Her husband just grinned back and gave his wife some time to relax. He knew that she had a lot to think about, so leaving her alone for a
while is the best thing to do. Just when the blue haired male left, the baby's kicks seemed to have gotten rougher. Rougher to the point that Molly couldn't even move. She managed to stagger into the kitchen and grip the counter top for balance.
"These aren't just regular kicks." The older female convince herself. "Something is wrong. It's like the baby is warning me about something."
Just when Molly said that, her stomach started to move even more. She groaned when it all stopped, but began to ponder about what she was being warned about.
Was it concerning her house?
Her health?
Her husband?
.............Her friends?
Just then, the baby girl kicked her mother with such a force that made her nearly fall. Molly gripped her stomach and breathed slowly. Suddenly, the cellphone in the young
girls' pocket started to ring. The female picked it up and raised it to her ear.
"Hello?" She said quickly.
"M-Molly?" A trembling voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Oona? What's going on? Are you alright? You sound upset!"
"No! You have to come to the hospital! Nonny was hit by a car!"
Those words smacked Molly in the face so hard, she actually flinched. Nonny, hit, and car aren't words that should be in the same sentence. The girl was still stunned by that statement and demanded and explanation to why it abused her so.
"W-What?" Molly stammered. "Wh-What did you say?"
" I wasn't paying attention, and Nonny only had time to push me out of the way! He was hit, and.."
From then on, Molly could hear only sobbing. The loud crying nearly drowned out the sound of sirens, as well as helicopters. This must be very serious.
"Calm down, Oona!" The pink haired girl spoke quietly. "Tell me where you are, and Gil and I can ride with you to the hospital!"
"Thanks! I'm at the corner of Spade and Hook near Bubble Boulevard!" The other female replied. "And please hurry! He looked so bad they wouldn't even let me in the ambulance!"
The phone was then hung up. Molly dropped it on the table and let out a heavy sigh. She just had to fight back tears for the safety of her friend. The girl then used her remaining strength to call her husband.
"Gil!" She screamed with all of her might. "Hurry, we have to go to the hospital!"
Thumping was coming from the nearby stair case. Gil had rushed down so quickly, his hair was blown back and mishappen by the friction.
"What?!" He shrieked in confusion. "Is it time already?"
"Wha-? No, not the baby!" Molly replied. "Its Oona! She said that Nonny was hit by a car! We have to pick her up so we can go to the hospital!"
"Well let's go!"
The couple quickly sped out of their home and into their car. Where they headed down the road into what seemed to be a crazy traffic jam. The two could only stop their car at a distance to see police tape and cop cars everywhere. They quickly rushed down the block and saw Oona looking around with fear.
"Oona!" Molly called to her other best friend.
Oona turned and gave a whimper of partial relief.
"Molly!" The purple haired female sheathed as she hugged her. "Thank god you came! They were just about to leave with the ambulances!"
Before Molly could talk, Gil came rushing behind her. Panting and trying to catch his breath.
"Man, you run fast!" He wheezed. "Oh, hey Oona!"
The blue haired male pulled Oona into a hug, then stared at the bloody mess on the street.
"What happened?" Gil asked with sadness in his voice.
"Nonny and I were walking across the street when some idiot in a car came by and drove right at us! I wasn't that fast with my reflexes, so Nonny pushed me out of the way while he got a face full of bumper!" The purple haired girl stated with tears in her eyes. "We have to go now! My Nonny needs me! We have to follow the ambulance before it's too late!"
It didn't take long for the three friends to sprint to the car and drive right after the medical vehicles. After a good five minutes of driving, they all pulled into the parking lot of the BubbleTucky Regional Hospital. There, all of the medical staff were running around frantically. Trying to make room for the poor boy who was hit by a car.
Oona looked around wildly to find Nonny. She finally saw him laying on a long stretcher. His body looking mangled and broken. His clothes torn, skin burned, and blood filling his orange hair and pouring down his forehead. Poor Oona had to cover her mouth to avoid screaming. She ran next to the doctors who wheeled the stretcher and stared down at her broken boyfriend.
"Nonny!" She screamed. "Please! Wake up!"
The Ginger didn't respond. All he did was lay there. With his eyes closed tightly and chest trying desperately to rise with air.
With a swift flick, the stretcher was wheeled through the doors of the emergency room. Some nurses stood guard at the door. Telling Oona half-heartedly that she couldn't go in. No matter how much she begged or pleaded, she couldn't step foot in that room.
Instead of pitting up a fight, Oona just collapsed on the floor. Her knees hit the ground with a force as she let out thick sobs of sadness. Though her face was buried in her hands, you could still here her cries of pain and the sense of depression linger from her body. Salty tears poured from her eyes and made their way to her chin. Where they dripped onto the tile floors that smelled of blood and bleach.
Oona didn't care what was happening around her. She didn't care for the faint sounds of Molly and Gil calling her name. She didn't care if anyone was with her. And she especially didn't care if she died right then and there.
All she cared for is her Nonny. And if he was ever going to make it out of there alive.
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Well, what do you think? How will Oona handle this? Will Nonny ever come out of that emergency room? Tune in for the next chapter of "That Special LoveStory" to find out!
Part 9
Later that day, the baby was still kicking Molly. Throughout the afternoon, the little girl would move and shake. The pink haired girl thought it was very cute, but also alarming. The first few movements were soft, but know they've turned rough. Everytime Molly would try to do something, the baby girl would keep on kicking.
"What is up with you?" Molly asked as she stared down at her tummy.
The baby replied with a sharp kick that made her mother jump. The pink haired girl tried rubbing her belly to make the shaking stop, but it didn't work. She tried drinking tea and relaxing with Gil, but it still had no affect.
"Is she still going at it?" The blue haired male would ask.
"Yes," Molly replied, "and she hasn't stopped for hours."
"Maybe she's hungry, or just tired."
"I already ate, and I took a nap earlier. She's probably just active. She gets that from you." The pink hair girl giggled.
Her husband just grinned back and gave his wife some time to relax. He knew that she had a lot to think about, so leaving her alone for a
while is the best thing to do. Just when the blue haired male left, the baby's kicks seemed to have gotten rougher. Rougher to the point that Molly couldn't even move. She managed to stagger into the kitchen and grip the counter top for balance.
"These aren't just regular kicks." The older female convince herself. "Something is wrong. It's like the baby is warning me about something."
Just when Molly said that, her stomach started to move even more. She groaned when it all stopped, but began to ponder about what she was being warned about.
Was it concerning her house?
Her health?
Her husband?
.............Her friends?
Just then, the baby girl kicked her mother with such a force that made her nearly fall. Molly gripped her stomach and breathed slowly. Suddenly, the cellphone in the young
girls' pocket started to ring. The female picked it up and raised it to her ear.
"Hello?" She said quickly.
"M-Molly?" A trembling voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Oona? What's going on? Are you alright? You sound upset!"
"No! You have to come to the hospital! Nonny was hit by a car!"
Those words smacked Molly in the face so hard, she actually flinched. Nonny, hit, and car aren't words that should be in the same sentence. The girl was still stunned by that statement and demanded and explanation to why it abused her so.
"W-What?" Molly stammered. "Wh-What did you say?"
" I wasn't paying attention, and Nonny only had time to push me out of the way! He was hit, and.."
From then on, Molly could hear only sobbing. The loud crying nearly drowned out the sound of sirens, as well as helicopters. This must be very serious.
"Calm down, Oona!" The pink haired girl spoke quietly. "Tell me where you are, and Gil and I can ride with you to the hospital!"
"Thanks! I'm at the corner of Spade and Hook near Bubble Boulevard!" The other female replied. "And please hurry! He looked so bad they wouldn't even let me in the ambulance!"
The phone was then hung up. Molly dropped it on the table and let out a heavy sigh. She just had to fight back tears for the safety of her friend. The girl then used her remaining strength to call her husband.
"Gil!" She screamed with all of her might. "Hurry, we have to go to the hospital!"
Thumping was coming from the nearby stair case. Gil had rushed down so quickly, his hair was blown back and mishappen by the friction.
"What?!" He shrieked in confusion. "Is it time already?"
"Wha-? No, not the baby!" Molly replied. "Its Oona! She said that Nonny was hit by a car! We have to pick her up so we can go to the hospital!"
"Well let's go!"
The couple quickly sped out of their home and into their car. Where they headed down the road into what seemed to be a crazy traffic jam. The two could only stop their car at a distance to see police tape and cop cars everywhere. They quickly rushed down the block and saw Oona looking around with fear.
"Oona!" Molly called to her other best friend.
Oona turned and gave a whimper of partial relief.
"Molly!" The purple haired female sheathed as she hugged her. "Thank god you came! They were just about to leave with the ambulances!"
Before Molly could talk, Gil came rushing behind her. Panting and trying to catch his breath.
"Man, you run fast!" He wheezed. "Oh, hey Oona!"
The blue haired male pulled Oona into a hug, then stared at the bloody mess on the street.
"What happened?" Gil asked with sadness in his voice.
"Nonny and I were walking across the street when some idiot in a car came by and drove right at us! I wasn't that fast with my reflexes, so Nonny pushed me out of the way while he got a face full of bumper!" The purple haired girl stated with tears in her eyes. "We have to go now! My Nonny needs me! We have to follow the ambulance before it's too late!"
It didn't take long for the three friends to sprint to the car and drive right after the medical vehicles. After a good five minutes of driving, they all pulled into the parking lot of the BubbleTucky Regional Hospital. There, all of the medical staff were running around frantically. Trying to make room for the poor boy who was hit by a car.
Oona looked around wildly to find Nonny. She finally saw him laying on a long stretcher. His body looking mangled and broken. His clothes torn, skin burned, and blood filling his orange hair and pouring down his forehead. Poor Oona had to cover her mouth to avoid screaming. She ran next to the doctors who wheeled the stretcher and stared down at her broken boyfriend.
"Nonny!" She screamed. "Please! Wake up!"
The Ginger didn't respond. All he did was lay there. With his eyes closed tightly and chest trying desperately to rise with air.
With a swift flick, the stretcher was wheeled through the doors of the emergency room. Some nurses stood guard at the door. Telling Oona half-heartedly that she couldn't go in. No matter how much she begged or pleaded, she couldn't step foot in that room.
Instead of pitting up a fight, Oona just collapsed on the floor. Her knees hit the ground with a force as she let out thick sobs of sadness. Though her face was buried in her hands, you could still here her cries of pain and the sense of depression linger from her body. Salty tears poured from her eyes and made their way to her chin. Where they dripped onto the tile floors that smelled of blood and bleach.
Oona didn't care what was happening around her. She didn't care for the faint sounds of Molly and Gil calling her name. She didn't care if anyone was with her. And she especially didn't care if she died right then and there.
All she cared for is her Nonny. And if he was ever going to make it out of there alive.
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Well, what do you think? How will Oona handle this? Will Nonny ever come out of that emergency room? Tune in for the next chapter of "That Special LoveStory" to find out!
