I Introduce The Selfish Machine

I ran in the hospital with Tony trailing behind me. 3:53 in the morning, and I'm running up to the desk with a nurse who looks like she hates her job sitting there.
I ran up, placing my hands on the desk. "My-my sister. Leanna Oliver. She-she came in because she thought she was miscarrying and I need to see her now." I said, running out of breath.
The nurse shook her head. "I'm sorry, you can't go see her right now."
3:55 in the morning and I was already screaming at someone. "What the hell do you mean I can't go see her right now? I need to see her, now." I said, raising my voice.
"Ma'am, I'm going to need you to calm down."
"Calm down? Oh yeah, right. My nie-my freaking niece is probably dying right now and I can't go see her? God, what kind of medical personal are you! Aren't you supposed to care about people like her, and when her family comes in, you're supposed to let them see her! Lee-" I tried to choke back the tears. "Lee doesn't even know if she's having a boy or girl yet and you want her first glimpse at her baby girl to be her last? I need to see my sister, RIGHT FREAKING NOW."
The nurse took a deep breath. "Please, have a seat ma'am."
I was about to open my mouth up again at 3:57 in the morning when Tony grabbed my arm and pulled me away from the desk. I looked up to see Jacob walking towards us. He was in scrubs, like she had just had a C-Section or something.
I ran up to Jacob. "Where is she? What's going on?" I asked, grabbing on to his arm. This wasn't sanitary at all, but I didn't care. I needed to know if my beautiful niece was alright.
"It's a girl." He said, but with no joy behind it. "Payton Grace. Payton Grace Oliver. She's-she's alive."
At 3:58 in the morning, I felt hope. I covered my mouth with a hand, so grateful that my niece was alive and breathing. Then, it hit me. "Wait, Leanna was only seven months?"
"Pay is going to have to stay in NICU for a little while, but she'll be okay." Jacob said, not looking me in the eyes.
Something went wrong. "Jacob, what's wrong? Where the hell is Leanna?"
At 4:00 in the morning, my whole world shattered. "She uh-she passed out during the C-Section. I thought she was uh-" He tried fight back the tears, but they fell anyway. "I thought she was sleeping because her eyes were closed. When Pay came out screaming, I-" He cried harder. "I looked down and tried to-tried to tell Leanna that our baby was a girl! She would be so excited. But, uh-she didn't respond. I was rushed out of the room." He couldn't finish, but I didn't need him too.
My lip started to tremble. "Is she...?"
Jacob shook his head and then just cried. He stood there, crying in front of me.
She's dead. She's freaking dead. I'm never going to see my beautiful sister ever again.
I felt Tony's hand grip my shoulder, and he turned me around to hug me. I stood there, not even hugging him back. The blood cells. My sister, my best friend in this whole universe is dead. She's gone. She's not going to get to see Payton grow up, she's not going to get to have another child, she's not ever going to go on another date. She's not going to be in my wedding. She's going to be in a casket, dead. Dead. She's dead.
I felt Tony cry into my shoulder, and I heard Jacob crying behind me. I stood there, my eyes wide. I felt all the pain they did, alright. I felt every last bit of it and more. She's MY sister. She's the best friend I ever had. As they cried in the empty hospital at 4:10 in the morning, I stood there. I couldn't cry. I couldn't. I stood there, and was more broken than Jacob and Tony will ever be. Payton's never going to know her mother.
She's gone. She's with dad now. My last words to my sister were "Leanna, Leanna, what's wrong?". I can't take those back.
At 4:15 in the morning on a June morning, my sister was gone.

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