Chapter Forty-Seven: Good Girl.

COULD BE TRIGGERING

(Spoiler-Katie loses the baby, you could skip to Oliver's POV halfway through the chapter if this is a triggering topic for you.)

Waking up, my arm is immediately the first thing I notice, then the cramping in my stomach. Going to reach down to my stomach, my one good free hand is chained to a bed post. Wait.. Looking around, I notice the dull pink, princess-style bed post that held my chain and towered up and towards the pillows, pink and dusty. This is my old room. Shimming up on the floor, I get myself standing using the bedpost. More cramps had me half doubling over. Looking around more, I see a photo of me, my father, and my mother sitting on the dusty bedside table. My heart shatters. The image is dull, the frame and glass covered in dust. My stomach cramps again, and I feel moisture come between my legs. I'm losing my baby...

"OLIVER!" I yelled out, at least he was nice enough to splint my broken arm. "WHAT DID YOU DO?" I screeched. Another cramp and I could