I'm always depressed as fuck.
But, I'm officially seven months clean :)
Don't know how I did it, but I did.
Okay, so I decided to skip ahead to the pregnancy.
Drama and the good stuff starts happening once they have the baby, so yeah.
Enjoy the chap :)
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Melissa's POV:
"But, baby girl. I don't want you to."
"Justin, it's not about what you want. If you really loved me, you'd be happy for me."
The past few months have been stressful.
Justin and I have gotten into numerous arguments, including the issue about the job I was offered.
I called them up and they said I start six weeks after I give birth.
"Do you really think a motherfuckin' job would be good when the baby's born? It's hard for me to protect you if you're not gonna be around a lot," he explains.
"Didn't you tell me your gang is gonna protect us, too?"
"Yes, b-"
"Then, it shouldn't be a fuckin' problem," I snap.
"Melissa, you're almost eight months in a week now. I don't want you to stress and for me to piss you off more than I already have, but just please. Think about it baby."
I groan and nod my head.
Suddenly, I feel something wet dripping down my leg. I place my hand over my stomach and my breathing hardens.
I don't even have to look down to know what's happening.
I'm almost eight months, but I guess Baby Bella has made up her mind to come early.
It's time.
"What's wrong?"
"My water just broke."
"Dafuq?! But, you're only almost eight-"
"Justin! We have to go to the hospital!!!," I scream, cutting him off.
"Okay! Um! Um!," he panics.
I roll my eyes, growing a little annoyed with him.
"Dafuq?! Grab the fuckin' keys!," I spat.
I quickly does as he is told and helps me out the house and into the car, before putting the security system on.
He runs back to the car and gets in, putting his seat belt on and speeding to the hospital.
* Hospital *
Justin's POV:
Melissa is placed in a wheel chair, then she is wheeled away by the nurses.
Her contractions have been about eleven minutes apart now and I know the pain is unbearable.
The baby's coming fast.
I don't know what the fuck happened, but once her water broke, I started acting weird.
It's like I blacked out or something.
I knew what to do, but my body and mind just weren't cooperating with me at the moment.
Baby Bella came earlier than we expected.
"Justin! C'mon! Don't just stand there!"
I snap out of my trance and follow Melissa and the nurses, going to our room.
* Later *
"Okay, the baby will be out in no time. Your contractions are getting closer Melissa," the nurse tells her.
I rest my cheek on Melissa's sweaty forehead, my fingers tightly intertwined with hers.
After what seemed like days, but only one hour of labor, Melissa has been pushing for half that time.
Melissa turns her head to bury her face into my chest.
"I can't do this," she whimpers.
"Yes you can baby girl. I believe in you," I whisper.
I pull down my face mask a little.
I kiss the top of her forehead and squeezed her hand tighter.
"But, it hurts," she chokes out, close to tears.
"Don't worry. It'll all be over soon. I promise. Baby Bella will be here before you know it."
"Okay. Time to push again Melissa," the doctor tells us.
I honestly hate Melissa having male doctors, but I know Melissa would fuckin' kill me if I didn't keep my thoughts to myself right now.
She's in pain.
Melissa sits up as I hold her hand tight, her contracting hitting her once more.
"Okay, push!," he instructs.
Melissa shuts her eyes tight and pushes with all her strength.
The doctor tells her to stop and she does, taking deep breaths.
"Good baby girl. I see Bella's head," I inform her.
"One more good push and she'll be out."
"Thank God," Melissa breathes out.
"Okay, time to push again," the doctor notifies her.
I kiss her temple.
"One more push Melissa," I mumble against her temple.
She nods her head.
"Okay, ready?"
"Yeah," Melissa answers, out of breath.
"Push!," he commands.
Melissa pushes, squeezing my hand tight in the process.
After a few more seconds of pushing, the baby is out.
They wipe her down with a towel as she cries, making my heart skip beats.
She's so beautiful. So precious. So fragile. So innocent.
"Four pounds, five ounces. Twelve twenty seven A.M.," the nurse announces.
"Would you like to hold your baby?," the doctor asks Melissa.
She nods and the doctor hands her Bella carefully.
Melissa holds our little miracle in her arms, tears falling down her face.
I chuckle a little, wiping her tears.
"Aww baby," I breathe out, kissing her forehead.
"She's so damn beautiful," she cries out, with a smile.
"I know. She's precious," I say lowly, Bella having me in a trance.
"We're gonna get the baby cleaned up and situated."
I nod my head and they take Bella away.
I lift Melissa's chin up and peck her lips before pulling her into my chest.
So far, being a dad feels amazing.
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Bella is here!
That means more shit is going down...
But, yeah.
Q: Hmm, Justin's gonna make someone the godfather. Who do you think it should be? Connor, Za, Khalil, or Chris?
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