The Birthing

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"CALUM COME ON YOU CAN DO THIS!" Michael screamed, encouraging me to keep pushing.

"Michael, you are yelling," Ash sighed, taking another sip of tea.

"Yeah Michael. Sto-"

"SHUT UP LUKE."

"WILL YOU ALL SHUT UP," I yelled. "I AM POOPING OUT LIFE FROM MY ASS AND NONE OF YOU ARE HELPING!"

"I am," Michael argued.

"NO, YOU WERE SCREAMING AT ME!"
"THEY WERE SCREAMS OF ENCOURAGEMENT YOU DICK!"

"WELL YOU-AGAJSJHDKA," I felt the small body slide out of me and most of my pain subsided, except the soreness in my lower body.

"It- It's," Luke gasped, tears sliding out of his face. "IT'S BEAUTIFUL!"

Sitting up, I looked at the small, white body in his hands.

"We made that," I smiled, grabbing Michael's hands.

"The fuck? No we didn't," he ripped his hands from mine, leaving me sad.

"Well, then I get to name it."

"Go ahead," he crossed his arms.

"Ketchup!"

"What?"

"It's name," I glared at him," is Ketchup."
Luke handed me the small, plastic dog and I began to sob, Ashton patting me on the back. Nothing seemed to matter anymore; not the pain in my ass, not Luke or Ashton, or the actual pain from giving birth. My child was with me, and I loved it. I loved Ketchup.

I give all credit to my favorite account on ig, which is @naughtymichael and her account on wattpad is @naughtymichael
She is so nice and it would be awesome if you follow her :)) thank you so much for reading

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