What It Means To Be King

By AlexisChandler280

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Introduction
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chaoter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chpater 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Chapter 46
Chapter 47
Chapter 48
Chapter 49
Chapter 50
Chapter 51
Chapter 52
Chapter 53
Chapter 54
Chapter 55
Chapter 56
Chapter 57
Chapter 58
Chapter 59
Chapter 60
Chapter 61
Chapter 62
Chapter 63
Chapter 64
Chapter 65
Chapter 66
Chapter 67
Chapter 68
Chapter 69
Chapter 70
Chapter 71
Chapter 72
Chapter 73
Chapter 74
Chapter 75
Chapter 76
Chapter 77

Chapter 36

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CHANEL P.O.V.

Everyday Action was at therapy for a week now he's been fighting to get back to his self. Over the week his speech developed better and better he was talking more. He was learning to rewalk, eat, talk, literally everything. He struggled a bit and it was stressing him out but he was fighting. He was fighting to be okay.

I made sure I encouraged him all day everyday. Even after his physical therapy if he wanted to try to walk I would walk around the hospital with him. I wasn't giving up and neither was he.

We made it back to his Room after an hour of walking around. I stopped in the hallway after I felt something weird happen to me. Quez looked back at me and noticed I wasn't next to him. I dropped everything that was in my hands.

What's wrong? He asked confused. My sweats started to fill up like I peed on myself. "Chanel?"

My water broke?!

How you only 7 months.

8....I should be fine!

Naw come sit down! Ima call for the nurse. He said as he went into the room. I held on to the railing outside the room as a contraction hit me. I didn't handle pain very well so I felt like I was dying.

I made it into the room and went into the bathroom to take my wet sweats off. I sat on the toilet trying to breathe. I didn't wanna have my baby by myself!

You okay? Quez asked opening the door.

Nooooo! I said sadly.

It's gone be okay, the nurse said she just called for a medical team to get you over to the children's hospital.

I'm not having her without you!

Well I mean you kinda have to bae!

You'll have her and be back here in no time. Here put these on! He said trying to give me a pair of his pajama pants.

Hi hunny! How you feeling? A nurse asked coming into the room with a wheel chair.

In pain!

Yeah...let's get you up and over to the other side of the hospital so that way we can see how far along you are okay? I nodded my head and she came in and helped me up. I sat in the wheelchair and Quez kissed me.

Call me when you get situated over there ight!

Okay! I love you!

I love you to, you gone have a safe delivery! He said sounding so sure. I breathed hard as another contraction hit me. I was not ready for this. I haven't even thought about names. I was so focused on Quez I haven't even bought her anything really. I had a few clothing items and that was it! I didn't do her room like I wanted, I didn't have a crib like nothing at all! I was always here and focused on Quez I just knew we had more time.

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