"Ashley!" I squeaked. He didn't answer, but he did start to go faster down the street. "Ashley, you have to call Andy for me!"
Ashley turned and gave me a panicked look. He then looked back to the street, "Babe, I can't right now. When we get to the hospital I can, but not right now," I moaned in pain and grabbed his hand again.
Within a few minutes we got to the hospital. Ashley got out first and rushed to my side. He tore open the door and helped me out quickly. Ashley then had to help me wobble over to the doors.
I whimpered and sat down as Ashley raced over to the desk. I felt around in my pockets for my phone, but couldn't find it. Ashley then came back over with a nurse, who had a wheelchair. They helped me sit down, and then rolled me down to another room.
I got changed into a hospital robe, and had an IV in my arm and a baby heart monitor around my stomach. The nurse then left Ashley and I alone.
"Ashley," I said quietly,"Can you call Dad now?"
Ashley nodded and took out his phone from his back pocket. He typed the password in and then called Dad. He answered on the third ring.
"What, Ashley? This is my one day with Little Andy this week, so what do you want?" Dad growled into the phone. Ashley had turned it onto speaker phone so way then I could hear.
"I'm at the hospital with Ivy right now, man... You better get your ass over here before you miss your grand kids being born," Ashley said the first sentence quietly.
There was silence from the other end, then, "I'll be there as soon as I can. Tell Ivy that I love her,".
"I love you too, Daddy," I said meekly.
Ashley said goodbye and then hung up. The doctor then walked in.
"Hello, Ms..." He looked down at the papers in front of him that he held, "Biersack. It's very nice to meet you, I'm Dr. Paul." He then turned to Ashley," And you would be... Her brother?"
"The father actually," Ashley mumbled while scratching the back of his head, "Her family will be here, hopefully, soon. She was just with me when her water broke."
Dr. Paul nodded and started going over something's that were going to happen. I nodded and looked over at Ashley. He looked so confused by all of this. "Okay, Ivy, I've got to see what number you're at now." Dr. Paul glanced down at his papers before continuing, "You were already at a four when you arrived. Hopefully, that number has increased."
Dr. Paul left after that, which left Ashley and I alone again. Ashley moved his chair closer to the bed and grabbed my hand. I stayed silent, but slid over, still holding Ashley's hand though. He then got out of his chair and got into the bed with me. I laid my head on his chest and squeezed his hand tightly as another contraction started.
Ashley kissed my forehead, "I'm so sorry, Poison Ivy. I'm so sorry. I wish that I would've been smarter that night, I wish that I never gave you those drinks after Xavier left. I'm sorry."
I sighed and tried to ignore the pain down there, "Its okay, Ashley. I'm not upset with you, I'm not upset about any of this, so don't you say that you're sorry. Just think, if we had been thinking that night, we wouldn't be here right now about to hold our baby boys for the first time."
That shut him up.
Another contraction came, and I had to hold back a scream. Then the door opened and Dad and Aunt Sammi walked in.
Dad's eyes locked onto Ashley and I in the bed. He looked confused and hurt by this. I gulped and held onto Ashley, trying not to look at Dad. I knew that he was going to be mad. I had defied him and had been sneaking around with Ashley, now we were caught.
I looked over at Aunt Sammi. She was so excited, you could just tell. Her dark red painted lips were smiling brightly, all teeth showing, and excitement were held in her eyes.
"We need to talk, Ashley." Dad said, still standing by the door. Aunt Sammi had rushed in and taken Ashley's old seat.
Ashley nodded, kissed my forehead, and then got out of the bed. He walked out of the door behind Dad looking like he had accidentally just hit a puppy. That's how upset he looked.
I turned my attention back to Aunt Sammi as she gushed about how exciting this was. I nodded along, and whimpered a bit when a contraction started.
Ashley's POV
"Andy," I started whenever the door shut behind me.
"Shut up! Just shut up!" Andy yelled. He threw his hands up, sort of, pulled a face, then looked back at me, "Do you know how aggravated I am right now? Not only did you mange to get my eighteen year old daughter pregnant, you also went behind my back again and kept seeing her! Did I not make myself clear, Ashley? I thought that I told you to stay the fuck away from my daughter!"
"Andy," I had to clear my throat, "I couldn't keep away. I was missing the starting of my kids. How would you feel if you weren't there for Ivy or Little Andy's ultrasounds? Andy, I just wanted to see my kids."
Andy stopped. His face went blank, and it even looked like he stopped breathing. He finally got it... I think. Then, his facial expressions became distressed but softer.
"Ashley," Andy's voice was thin and worn out in a way, "You wouldn't believe how much shit I've been having to deal with since this. My only daughter is following in my footsteps, and I never wanted that... I can only hope for the worse, and that is that you do what I did or even what Riot is doing right now.
"Neither one of you are ready for a baby. Let alone two of them. One of you are going to break and someone's not going to be able to do it anymore. I sure as hell wasn't the one who stayed strong with Ivy. I left, for years, and I can't help but feel like you're going to do the same."
"I'm not. I'm not going to leave, I know that would hunt me down and kill me," Both of us laughed a bit, "I never planned on leaving any time soon, Andy. Please, just trust me on this one."
Andy stayed silent for a moment, he seemed to be thinking to himself, "I trust you," He finally said, "But, I do t want anything, and I mean anything, going on between you and Ivy. You both need someone closer to your ages."
I was hesitant, but I nodded.
"Okay," Andy said with a small smile," Lets get back in there."
Ivy's POV
I sighed and tried to find a confutable position. One of the nurses just cleaned everything up from the first baby, as I was in another room for the second.
This would be one of my only times alone right now.
Dad, Aunt Sammi, and Ashley went down to go see the boys in the nursery, while I got a moment alone. Which, I was more than happy for. I hadn't passed out, like most people, and had to endure the pain.
The first boy was the hardest, as he was born naturally. That was about a hour to a hour and a half of pushing. The second one had to be done by a emergency c-section. That wasn't too bad.
There was a knock on the door, and then Ashley poked his head in. He smiled, seeing that I was awake, walked in, and shut the door behind him.
"They're beautiful, Poison Ivy. I didn't want to walk away, but I wanted to come see the beautiful mother." I smiled tiredly as he sat next to me. Ashley played with one of the two blue plastic straps on my right wrist and smiled. "They're not identical. But they do look like brothers." I smiled again.
"What do they look like?" I asked softly. Ashley's face light up and he reached for his phone. He then handed it to me.
There were two babies on the screen. The one on the left was big, and I mean big, and the right one was small but a healthily size still.
The bigger one had a full head of dark brown hair. A small smiled played on his rosy pink lips, which was also held in his electric blue eyes. His dark tan skin only made his eyes stand out more.
The smaller one had a dirty blond patch of hair, and even that wasn't a lot. He looked about ready to cry, as his dark brown eyes were red from tears. I took note that you could see a few of his blue veins from his paper white skin.
"I got it," I whispered. I looked up at Ashley, about ready to cry, "Blake and Hayden."
Ashley smiled and leaned over to kiss me. But he then stopped and leaned back. He tried to brush it off, as I did too, but I was still hurt.
"I love it, Poison Ivy." He grabbed my hand and smiled. I smiled back.
Blake and Hayden Purdy. My boys.