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Prego and Meatballs Pt.4

Tessa

"But I don't understand why they have to punch each other when they could just you know...talk it out." Erika said, taking about the boxing match that we're watching in the living room. All of the guys groaned in frustration and rolled their eyes. "Erika, Erika, ERIKA!" I screamed. "What?!" She exclaimed, sitting straight up. "My water just broke" I said. "That's an interesting way to say that you peed on yourself" Anthony chuckled. "THAT MEANS THAT SHE'S ABOUT TO HAVE THE BABY YOU IDIOT!" Erika said, helping me up. "Shit!" Chance mumbled, helping me to the van. Everybody piled into the Team 10 and we sped off way over the speed limit. Luckily, we didn't get pulled over and made it to the hospital in one piece.

Chance sprinted to the front desk and practically shouted in the lady's face. "MY WIFE IS ABOUT TO HAVE A BABY QUICK PLEASE GET A DOCTOR!". The poor woman wiped the spit off of her face and called in Dr.Taylor. I was put into a wheelchair and rolled into a- OUCH. CONTRACTIONS. I faintly heard the sound of the lady shooing the rest of the gang away saying "sorry family and spouse only". Chance held my hand when he saw that I was in pain. He had been running along side my wheelchair this whole time and it relaxed me knowing that he was there.

I was placed into a hospital bed and Dr.Taylor immediately came in. "Hi Tessa" he said in a calm voice. I took a few breaths before waving in response. "Her contractions are 2 minutes apart" Chance blurted out. We both turned our heads to him in surprise from his sudden outburst. "Just in case you were wondering..." he muttered, turning red. "Thankyou Chance" Dr.Taylor said. I squeezed his hand to calm him down. "You seem more nervous than I do" I chuckled. He gave me a weak smile back and shook his head yes.

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3 HOURS LATER

After 3 hours of labor, the babies were finally ready. Chance didn't leave my side the whole the whole time, allowing me to squeeze his hand with all of my might. "One down and one to go"I chuckled through my pain. Chance rubbed my hand with his thumb in response.

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15 MINUTES LATER

Okay, now time for the second one. After I had pushed him out, I didn't hear any crying. "What a peaceful baby" I smiled. Well I know which is going to be the easy one and the hard one. Dr. Taylor didn't look very happy though. He placed the baby in the crib and checked his heartbeat. Everywhere. He checked his back, chest, neck, wrist. This is where I became worried. Chance was as pale as a ghost next to me. His grip on my hand had loosened a little bit.

He stood up and slowly walked over to Dr. Taylor. "Please tell me some good news, Doc" Chance nervously said, doing that thing with his tongue he does when he's upset. Dr.Taylor gave him a sad look. "I'm so sorry for your loss" He muttered. I began sobbing, ignoring the sharp pain coming from my lower regions.

"Check again" Chance said angrily. "But-" Dr. Taylor began. "JUST CHECK AGAIN GOD DAMMIT" Chance forced out, his voice breaking slightly. Dr. Taylor nodded his head and checked for a heartbeat once again. He shook his head as a response. Chance closed his eyes, soaking in the information. He then walked over to my and held my hand as he collapsed on the ground. Why me? What did I do wrong?

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FEEL FREE TO LEAVE ANY SPELLINGS ERRORS OR SOMETHING ON THIS BECAUSE I JUST SKIMMED OVER THE EDITING PART SORRY😬 LOVE YOU GUYS XOXOXO❤😘😍💋