Chapter 3 How did this happen...

Chapter 2

Stacia's pov

I didn't want to go back into an apartment, so I thought getting a house would be best. I wanted my baby to grow up in a safe neighborhood with a yard for him or her to play in. The realtor sent me three possible houses for me to look out and take virtual tours. I looked at them, but none of them felt right. None of them looked like a home to me. They weren't where I could picture raising this baby at. I needed to do something though because this baby would be born in a couple of months. I just want the perfect home for my baby.

My life was so up in the air right now. I was all alone in a hotel room instead of being home with the people that loved me. Maybe I needed to fix things before I could finally feel at peace. I know what I needed to do. I needed to go home. I needed to take back control of my life again. Because once this baby comes it will no longer be about me. All my focus would go into being the best mother I could be.

I needed to mend broken fences so to speak. I needed to talk to Serenity and see if we can begin to fix what got broken in anger. I won't forget the things she had said, but I did already forgive her. I missed her, and I wanted her to be in my child's life. I just needed to know that I could trust her first. Because if I couldn't then she had to go. I wasn't going to have anyone in my life that I couldn't trust to be around my baby. Which meant they would no longer be a part of my life.

I also needed to talk to Darius about everything that has happened between us. I needed to know what was real and what was all an act with him. I needed to know if we had a future outside of us being parents to this baby. Because he doesn't need to be with me in order to be a father. I needed him to know that. I didn't want him to just be with me because I was pregnant with his child.

Darius and I have been through a lot. Hurdle after hurdle has been thrown at us. After seeing Darius pouring his heart out like he did I realized I do need him in my life. I love that man with every part of my being. I just needed to know he's going to be here through everything. I'm grown I can survive a heart break, but a child should never have to. I didn't want to do this with him if it would end up hurting our child in the end.

I decided that there was no time like the present I was sick of being here and away from everyone I loved. I just wanted to go home. I needed to be surrounded by the people that loved me and gave me strength. I packed up my stuff then checked out of the hotel. If I didn't leave now I would just find some reason not to go back home. I most likely would never go home if I didn't just go now. It was time to grow up and get back to reality. Running away was not the answer. That is something I don't want to teach my child. I needed to grow up.

I decided not to let anyone know I was coming home and just call my sister once I got into town. I didn't know where I was going to live, but I always could stay in another hotel until I found a place. It was getting old living out of a suitcase. I really needed to find a place to call home. A place to start making memories in. One that will be filled with love.

I was exhausted but so excited to see my sister. I was only a few hours from home, so I figured I would be ok to drive it. I just wanted to be home. I should have never left. No one should ever be alone while pregnant. I had so many people that loved me, yet I just ran from all of them. I just hope everyone can forgive me and this can all be put behind us and forgotten.

I got in my car with a smile on my face knowing I would soon be home. Now that things will be on the mend with Serenity and Darius maybe I could talk to my parents and try healing what has been broken. I needed my mother more then I have ever before. I don't want them to miss out on being a part of their first grandchild's life over their damn foolish pride. I know they'll live to regret it if they aren't around I just need to get them to see that.

I had so much on my mind. Maybe I wasn't fully paying attention to my surroundings like I should have been. My thoughts were elsewhere that's for sure. Maybe I shouldn't have been driving when I was tried and all up into my feelings trying to figure everything out before I got home. Maybe I was wrong thinking I could make it home tonight. Later on, when everything was said and done, I could replay the what if's over and over like a broken record. Now wasn't that time.

Had I been paying attention maybe I would have seen the truck ahead of me spin out and head right for me, but I didn't not until it was to late. The truck hit me with such force that my car started to spin out and ended up right in oncoming traffic that didn't see me in time to break. I was so scared and didn't know what to do. I felt as if I was just making things worse by doing nothing, but I was frozen. Maybe if I had been prepared and saw this coming I would have been better prepared, but I wasn't and now I was just starting to panic and that sure in the hell wasn't helping nothing.

I didn't even try to correct my car so when I got rear-ended I spun out of control and my car began to roll down an embankment. I closed my eyes thinking this was the end. This was it I was going to die. My baby wasn't even going to be given a chance to live. No one even knew where I was. I was going to die here all alone because I was a fool and left everyone I loved behind when I ran away like a damn foolish child. Now they were going to get that dreaded call that no one should ever get telling them that me and my baby was gone. Oh, what have I done?

I didn't get to tell Darius that I loved him and that I'd be honored to be his wife. To have him as my King. I finally realized my life wasn't complete without him in it only to know have it all come to an end. That's karma for you I guess. I should be in his bed right now laying in his arms planning out future and making plans for when the baby comes. But now the only planning he can do is for a funeral. This was going to destroy him. He was going to somehow blame himself for this.

My parents didn't get to tell me they were sorry and wanted to be a part of mine and this baby's life. We didn't get to fix us and now we never would get the chance to. Now what would they say? They were losing a daughter and a grandchild all in one. Our last words were spoken in anger I know that's something they will never be able to get over. I can't even tell them I love them one last time.

Serenity and I didn't get the chance to mend everything that was broken. She didn't know how much I missed her. We didn't get to go to my movie premiere and celebrate all the hard work paying off. I owed her so much for always believing in me. I never did tell her thank you for all that she has done. Now she will have to go on without me. I just wanted to cry.

Life just wasn't fair. This couldn't be the end. I just couldn't go out like this. I needed to snap out of it and do something. I needed to be strong for my baby if not for myself. Once the car finally stopped rolling I ended up being upside down in my car. There wasn't a part of me that didn't hurt at the moment, but I was still alive and that was all that mattered. I felt something running into my eyes and knew it had to be blood. I needed to get out of this car and go for help. I wasn't just going to sit here and die.

I was so tired, but I knew if I fell asleep I would never wake up again. I had to be calm and figure out my next move. I knew there had to be others hurt and someone by now had to have called for help. I just needed to stay strong until someone came and got me out of here. I wasn't concerned about myself no, my main concern was for my baby. I couldn't lose my baby.

I could feel myself slipping away. I tried to scream for help, but no sound came out it felt like. My vision was going blurry and my stomach was starting to cramp. I feared the worst was starting to happen. I needed someone to find me. I began to Pray because at the moment that was all I could do. I felt as if I couldn't hold on much longer. I heard someone yell that they were here to help. I saw a few paramedics and knew help was finally here for me. I might actually survive this.

"Mam stay calm we are here to help your not alone." The paramedic said.

He took one look at me and must have realized just how bad I looked and how serious this really was because all of a sudden, a bunch of paramedics came rushing down. They tried the doors but none of them would open. I could tell I was going to pass out soon. The pain was just getting to be to much. I was trying to be strong, but I didn't know how much more I could handle. I just kept telling myself to be strong and hold on for my baby.

"I'm pregnant please hurry I can't lose my baby." I screamed but they didn't seem to hear me.

"Hang in there mam we are going to have to cut you out. Stay with us."

I heard these noises that sounded like a train was coming for me. It didn't take long or maybe it did I honestly didn't know anymore but they finally got the door open. They put a neck collar on me to stabilize me then put a back board behind me before carefully cutting my seatbelt and getting me out. I felt as if I could finally breathe when they got me on a stretcher. They checked me over from head to toe.

I feel like everything would be ok now. Like I was finally ok because I knew I would be safe now. They would get me to the hospital and I would live. My family and Darius would come, and everything would be fine. I would never let Darius go again. No more running away for me. I needed to start facing issues head on instead of getting scared and taking off like a coward. I just plain and simple needed to grow the hell up. I was far from a child and would soon be a mother. It was time to woman up.

The Paramedic hooked me up to a bunch of things it hurt like hell every time someone touched me, but I knew he was just doing his job and trying to help me the best he could. I was thankful when he wiped the blood from my eyes. I kept trying to talk but nothing seemed to be coming out. I was drained and in so much pain. I needed to sleep but not until someone knew I was pregnant and told me that my baby was going to be okay. Since I couldn't talk apparently, I grabbed the Paramedics hand and put it on my belly hoping he would get what I was trying to tell him.

"Mam are you trying to tell me that your pregnant?"

I just shook my head yes as the Paramedic kind of panicked and they turned the lights on and rushed me to the hospital. They looked worried as the put the doppler on my stomach and tried to hear the baby's heartbeat. He told the driver to step on it and get me to the hospital fast. The last thing I heard him say before I finally passed out from the pain was that they couldn't find the baby's heartbeat.

Darius' pov

Tigra and Serenity was staying at my mom's house, so we could figure everything out. They were going to get a hotel, but my ma wasn't having that. She was always so welcoming. Now I just needed my girl to be here. I hope she fit into my family as well as her sister did. I had no doubt that my ma wouldn't love her like the daughter she never had. She was just the type of woman everyone called Ma, and Stacia was just one hell of a woman so they would get a long smoothly.

Tigra kept trying to call Stacia but she wasn't answering her phone. Serenity even tried to call and still nothing. We were all really worried. She just needed to be home. We all loved her and just didn't want her to have to go through this alone. Even if she doesn't want me in her life she should let her sister and Serenity in.

Serenity had the idea to see if we could ping her phone and find out where she was at. I didn't care how much money it cost I just wanted it done. I found a guy that can do it so now we are waiting with our bags packed ready to head out to wherever she is.

I just hope she has her phone on, so he can try and get a location. I don't care if this makes her mad or not she's not picking up her phone and we are all worried about her. I just needed to see for myself that she was okay then if she wanted me to walk away I would. It wouldn't be easy, but I would do anything just to make her happy.

I feel like time is just standing still right now. Why was this taking so long? Tigra wasn't really worried. She said that every time she has called Stacia she answered until now. I told her that maybe she was on her way back and that's why she wasn't answering. I tried to reassure her the best I could. I probably wasn't so convincing since I was just as worried.

We got the call we had been waiting for, but it wasn't what we wanted to hear. Her phone was off, so he couldn't tell us exactly where she was at. He gave us the address of where she had last used her phone, so we all piled up in my truck and hit the road. Tigra said she had a bad feeling, but she didn't know what it meant.

We had a six-hour drive ahead of us and then we had to go to every hotel to see if Stacia was at any of them. We were in for a long night. I had nothing but time to think and that was dangerous. My mind was running wild with all the what if's. I mean why isn't she calling her sister? Why is her phone off? Something wasn't right.

Serenity decided to start looking up and make a list of hotels from here to that last place Stacia's phone pinged at. At least she was thinking clearly. Maybe we could get it narrowed down to which hotel she was out before we got there. I just wanted to have some sort of plan. To feel like I was in control of something.

Serenity called hotel after hotel with no luck. How could that be? She had to be somewhere but where? Someone just doesn't disappear. Someone had to know where she was. Serenity suggested that maybe she should start calling hospitals but Tigra put a stop to that. She didn't even want to hear it. I didn't want to think that but at the same time it couldn't hurt to just call and find out.

I get how Tigra is feeling though. I didn't want to think that Stacia could be in a hospital somewhere all alone. I felt like we couldn't get to where she could possibly be fast enough. I had several people searching for her. I would go broke to find her if that's what it took.

After three hours of driving we came across slow moving traffic. It looks like they were cleaning up from an accident. I looked at it and this feeling of fear came over me. I don't know why but I had a bad feeling in the pit of my gut. We were finally able to drive again but something told me to turn off and take a break from driving.

I told Serenity and Tigra I needed to pull off and stretch my legs for a minute. Tigra was so out of it and scared that she really didn't say anything. Serenity and I got out of the vehicle and I told her I had a bad feeling and wanted her to call the hospital in town and just see if Stacia was there.

She gave me a weird look but did what I asked of her. I don't know why but I just had this feeling. Something was wrong with Stacia. This overwhelming feeling came over me as we drove past that accident scene. I really didn't want it to be what I think it was.

Serenity came up to me and told me that they couldn't tell her anything because she wasn't family. What did that even mean? Was she here in this hospital or not. She said she gave them Tigra's number to call if she was there and that she was Stacia's sister. I wasn't leaving here until I found out one way or another.

We needed answers and I felt like no one wanted to tell us anything. There was no way something wasn't wrong. Stacia called her sister every day and now no one has heard from her. It didn't make any sense. I was scared. I felt like if something happened it was all my fault. She left home because of me.