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“Oh, honey. Don’t worry. I’ll make a run out before your shift.”
I hook
the elastic of my pants with trembling thumbs and divest myself of them, then take my cotton underwear to my knees.
Fuck.
“Cami!” A wobbly holler beckons her to the door of my stall.
“What is it?”
“I’m bleeding. Oh my god, I’m bleeding!” Fear and adrenaline course through my system on a continuous loop like an electrical circuit.
Cami’s face appears beneath the door. She crawls under and unlocks it. Ever the medical professional, she glances at the underwear around my knees without the barest change to her expression at the rust-colored blood.
“Nathan!”
The door to the restroom bursts open and bangs the wall behind it. She pokes her head out of the stall, still prohibiting direct access to me.
“I need you to bring back a pack of gauze. Hurry.”
“Cami, what’s happening?” The tremble in my voice brings her attention back to me. She covers one of my shaking hands with her own, and I look at her face for comfort. The strong determination I see there helps dissolve some of the fear.
“We’re going to take you to the hospital. Try to remain calm, okay? The blood isn’t bright red, so it might not be active bleeding. Have you had sex recently?”
My face scrunches at the intrusive question.
“I’ll take that as a yes.”
“Don’t judge me, okay? I’m pregnant, not in a convent. Besides, Nathan is incredible in bed.”
“La-la-la-la, I don’t hear you.”
Nathan’s prompt return stops me from another sexual, snarky response.
“Here. Talk to me, Cam.” A pack of gauze appears over the top of the stall, and Cami rids him of it.
The package tears with an audible rip in the small restroom. She holds the entire stack to me. “A temporary pad.”
My legs quake uncontrollably. I stuff the gauze in my underwear and return my clothing, layer by layer. She hands me my coat and backs out of the stall to give me room. Fear of making things worse has me follow her at a much slower pace.
Panic etches itself into the lines and creases on Nathan’s face as I emerge. I look at him, and the ire from last night evaporates. All I feel is grateful to have him close when I need him.
“I need to go to the hospital. I’m bleeding.”
In real time, his face turns stark white. He spares a glance at Cami, takes one step forward, and picks me up with a jolt. An arm each supports my knees and back. Feeling a quiet comfort wrapped in his strong embrace allows the tears to flow. I tuck my head into the warm crook of his neck.
“I’m scared.”
He squeezes me tighter.
“Me too.”
“Where are you going? The parking lot is the other way!” Cami’s voice forces me to pull my face out of the comfort of his neck.
“You can’t be serious. Turn around!” I shout at him as he rushes to the ambulance bay.
Intentional or lost in thought, he chooses to disregard me. I slap his chest.
