I posted this early for a late Christmas present, you're welcome.
Enjoy ! :)
Of course, it broke.
"Ew, Em! No need to pee!" Josh said.
"It's not pee," Melissa said as she helped me walk to Josh's car.
This pain was unbearable. It felt like someone was playing darts and your stomach is the goal. They'd be really good at darts.
"Ouch!" I breathed.
"We'll be there soon," Josh assured me. |
Melissa got in the driver's seat, and Josh got in the back with me.
"Ugh! I hate this!" I yelled.
Josh squuezed my hand.
"I'm going to be a dad!" Josh smiled.
"Well dad doesn't have to give birth!" I yelled.
"Oh, sorry," Josh kissed me.
"Are we there yet?!" I screamed.
"Not yet, five minutes," Melissa answered.
"Why are we going so slow?!" I yelled at the top of my lungs.
I felt lips crash on mine. Josh.
I kissed him back and it felt as if all the pain was away.
Until I got a sharp pain in my side. "Ouch!"
"We're here!" Melissa breathed.
"Thank God!" I yelled.
I got helped into the hospital, then on a gurney. I was brought straight to the delivery room.
"You're about four centimetres dilated," Melissa told me.
"Don't you have to be like, eight?!"
"Yes, I'll be right back, mom and everyone's here," Melissa said as she left the room.
"You'll be fine, same with our baby," Josh kissed my forehead.
"We need a name for him or her."
"I know, we'll find one out once we, ouch!"
Josh squeezed my hand again.
"We'll choose one once he or she is born," I continued.
I wasn't expecting this at all. She was overdue but still.
Ugh, we've been here for an hour and Emilee isn't taking it very well.
She just got checked on and she's now six centimetres dilated.
"Two more cenitmeters!?" She yelled.
"Babe, it's going to be fine. Imagine what we get out of this."
I honestly felt bad. I got her pregnant while she was drunk. She probably wanted to go to university and be successful in life, but I ruined it for her. I've liked her since the day I met her, now we're having a child together! She's in so much pain right now, all because of me!
"Ouch!" Emilee yelled.
Emilee's parents, Melissa, and Mike all came in. Mike had to videotape it because Emilee anted him to. I bet this was really disrturbing for a fifth-teen year old.
"Hey, sweetie. How are you doing?" Julie came over to Emilee's free side.
"In pain!" Em yelled.
"Melissa said about an hour longer until you'd be fully dilated," Julie said.
"Anotherhour?!" Em yelled at Melissa.
"Ugh," She cried.
Emilee is crying, because of me. I'm the reason why she's going through so much pain, why she's crying. It's all my fault! I messed her life up! Just by getting her pregnant!
What is wrong with me?!
I put her in my arms. She cried into my chest as I tried soothing her.
"Em, it's okay. I love you, and our baby will love you, too."
Emilee stopped crying after thirty minutes.
I already know now that our child is going to be an only child because Emilee doesn't like this at all.
"This hurts," Emilee breathed.
"I know, babe. It's almost over though, be strong," I kissed her forehead.
"I'll try," Em whispered.
"I love you."
"You to. Is it still New Years Eve?" Em asked.
"Yes, for a few more minutes," Melissa replied.
"I -ow! I guess this baby is going to be a New Year's baby," Em smiled.
"I guess so," I smiled.
"Whoa, Em, you're eight centimeters dilated," Melissa told her. "It could be the oldest child, or the youngest."
"I doubt I could give birth in a minute, so this baby is going to be a New