Heartbeats Scrubs Novels & Stories

Parang mas nadagdagan ang sakit sa aking puso, bumilis ang tibok ng puso ko na parang hindi matanggap ang mga naririg ko. "Pag ito nalaman ni Ate Scarlet ay magagalit iyon sayo, pati si kuya Tyler, you're using her cousin. Ganyan ka ba kabaliw kay ate Scarlet, kaya pati si Cheska ay dinadamay mo." Muling sabi nito.

Troy stated thru gritted teeth. "Yes alpha, forgive me" the nurse bowed. "She be given a bloodless bath to assist with the pores and skin and she'll want you to hold some type of bodily contact at all times. Hopefully due to the fact of your rank simple contact will be effective. If you want whatever at all simply contact me with the aid of pushing the button on the wall above the bed" the nurse explained. "Make sure no one besides Terrance enters this room" the alpha ordered the nurse.

“Mr. Burt, you didn’t have to bring flowers.” Karl smirked. “How could I do that? It's not like me to visit a sick patient without bringing something at least.” He pulled up a chair and sat down with his legs crossed. “I just went to check with the doctor. They told me your heartbeat has been very erratic?” “Well, I’ve always had a heart condition. This afternoon, I had another confrontation with that brat Danielle, and that was when my heart started to act up again.”

]] they all stop and look to me, a few nurses with tears in their eyes, I walk over to her and look down at her [[ give me a scapel ]] I was given one and tore open her gown and gave her a gash just above her heart then I cut myself and dripped my blood into the cut and licked it to seal it and stepped away [[ try again ]] They once again tried * clear! * the sound of the machine went off and her body jolted upwards * beeeeeeeeeeeeeep * come on baby come on, please! come back to us please baby, please * beep beep beep beep beep beep beep * ** oh thank the Goddess we got a pulse! thank the Goddess she's back **

“Yes, but I’m not saying anything until you see!” Clara puts more jelly on me, then rubs it around with the probe. It doesn’t take long before we hear a whoosh, whoosh, sound coming out of the speakers. “Alright Alpha, here is baby.” She stops moving the probe and points to the screen. “Why does it only sound like there’s one heart beat?” I ask Clara, and Ash’s face goes pale. In theory they whoosh should be almost continuous, overlapping starts and stops, since there’s more than one. Clara smiles.

A tiny life. Small. Fragile. Existing. Emotion rose unexpectedly inside her chest. Powerful. Overwhelming. The technician adjusted something. Then a sound filled the room. Fast. Steady. Rhythmic. Dani froze. "What is that?" The technician smiled. "The heartbeat." Everything stopped. The world. Her thoughts. Her fears. Everything. Only the sound remained. Fast. Strong. Alive. A heartbeat. Her baby's heartbeat. Tears blurred her vision instantly. She hadn't expected this.

Monitor screens flash green in the dim light. On the bed, a network of tubes and wires runs from the machines straight into the pale, bruised arms of the girl lying beneath the white sheets. The heart monitor emits a steady, loud beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. "She is breathing, Mitchell," Adriel whispers from behind me, his hand clamping down on my shoulder with bruising force. "You didn't kill her."

Franklin rubbed my clit with the stethoscope while he listened to my heart. The orgasm hit harder than ever. Long, shaking waves. My pussy clenched around the probe and speculum. Wet sounds echoed in the small room. I moaned loud through the mask. My whole body arched as much as the straps allowed. The monitors went crazy then slowly settled into a steady rhythm. They kept touching me gently while I came down. Fingers stroking. Stethoscope listening. Gas keeping me soft. When the last tremor passed they removed everything. Speculum. Probe. Mask. Straps. They helped me sit up and wiped me clean. Each one touched me with care.

_Asking_. “No,” I whispered. “You— your arm—” “Don’t care,” he said. “167 BPM. Say it. Tell me his heartbeat.” I pressed my hand to my stomach. Closed my eyes. [SFX: HEARTBEAT. MINE. THEN HIS. 167 BPM. STILL THERE.] “167,” I said. Crying. “He’s okay. He’s okay.” Adrian exhaled. Like he’d been holding it since the glass broke. Levinson started stitching. No anesthetic. Adrian didn’t flinch. Eyes never left me.