in this together;;

“Not me.” She laughed. Looking at him then down again, she smiled at the dish, it looked so good. “Smells good.” She mentioned. “Yes, please.” She took a deep breath and hated the fact that just a few days ago, alcohol was something she was proud she didn’t have to drink but the next day, she was drinking to forget. Waiting for him to pour her glass, she looked out the sliding glass doors at the ocean. “Thank you for this.” 

Walking further into the room she looked around at the table and then back over at Liam. “I can agree with this, I’d rather stay in than go out.” Wrapping her arms around him, she gave him a small smile. “I suppose I do.” she replied sitting down when he pulled out her chair. Taking a sip of her water, she waited for him to join her before uncovering the food.

After what happened, Miley wasn’t up for much excitement these days. But when she and Liam went on the trip to Barcelona, she was still on that attitude of not enjoying much. Getting the text from Liam, she responded. “Okay.” Gathering up her things on the beach, she put her shorts back on, and walked back up to their room. Taking the key and unlocking the door, she walked in seeing what he had done, him waiting for her. Sitting her stuff down, she took off her sunglasses and had a smile on her face. “What is this?” 

Walking out with him, she kept this blank stare on her face. The whole ride home was quiet. When they pulled up to the house, she sat there for a few minutes before getting out and walking in and to the kitchen. The first thing she grabbed was an alcoholic beverage. She need the drink, she needed to forget. Standing there looking at the bottle in her hand, unopened, she couldn’t do it. Instead, she threw it against the wall. Hearing the sound of glass breaking, it became music to her ears. Moving quickly to find anything breakable, glass, she started throwing it on the floor, at walls and screaming in the process. 

After Liam got into the house, he took the dogs outside. He stood on the back deck and it wasn’t long until he heard a crash. His eyes shifted to the house, and when he heard another one, he walked into the house and followed it to the kitchen. Standing there, he watched and listened to Miley for a second. It broke him more seeing her like this. He went over to her, his arms wrapping around her, “stop. Breath, Miley.” He mumbled against her head. He shifted so they were on the floor, his arms wrapping around her tighter.

Everything the doctor said went upon deaf ears. No heartbeat, she heard no heartbeat. Internally screaming, she couldn’t move. Her body stiff as she felt Liams arms wrap around her, she just laid there staring at the wall. The way she looked probably would remind someone of the way Kristin Stewart looked at the end of Breaking Dawn, lifeless. Miley actually wanted this, and it was taken from her. How does one come back from this sort of thing? How does one emotionally cope with hearing no heartbeat from the child you are suppose to be growing? Miley finally looked up at Liam, her face blank. “I want to go home.” 

Her voice broke the minutes of silence between the two. “Yeah. Let’s go.” He said as he stood up. He shoved his hands into his pockets. He walked out of the hospital after they checked out at the front desk. Getting into the car once she was in, he drove off. The drive was short. Normally while he was driving, Liam would have his hand on Miley’s thigh, hand, or even since they found out about the pregnancy, on the small bump that was slowly growing. But now, his hands stayed on the wheel. Last time they were at urgent care, he knew the right things to say. But now, knowing they lost a piece of them, both of their hearts were broken and he had no idea on what to say or what to do to make it better. If it could even be better. Liam pulled up in the garage, turning the car off and getting out.

Miley looked up as the doctor came in, her heart fell into her stomach when he mentioned doing a sonogram. Nodding she reached over for Liams hand. Pulling up her shirt, she looked away from the screen. What if there wasn’t a heartbeat she worried. That is not what she wanted to hear. They tried so hard after the last time. All she wanted was to hear a heart beat. Swallowing harshly she let out a tear as she looked over at the ugly wall paper on the wall as he prepared for the sonogram. 

Liam held tightly onto his wife’s hand. He kept his eyes on the doctor as put the gel on her stomach and moved the wand around, his eyes going towards the sonogram. He could never really see anything on there, but he hoped this time he could see the baby. Looking back at the doctor, he noticed his expression had softened as he lift up the wand. “I’m sorry. It seems the baby’s heartbeat probably stopped a few days ago and you’re now passing the pregnancy tissue,” he told the couple as he wiped off the gel off of Miley’s stomach. He went on to explain how this was natural and sometimes a woman’s body can’t bring a baby to term for unexplained reasons and how this wasn’t Miley’s fault. Most of which was just white noise to Liam. They wanted this, and now it just felt like it was getting ripped out from under them. Once the doctor had finally left, he shifted, sitting next to her and wrapping his arms around her.