Chapter 40

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                                                                                (Matty's POV) 



  "I want this baby out of me!" Rose screams as she paces back and forth in the living room. 


  I look at her. "Is there anything I can do to help?" I ask. 


  She shakes her head. "Unless you can get him out of me then no there is nothing you can do to help." She states. 


  "Have you tried everything on the list the doctor gave us to induce labor?" I ask, trying to help her relax a bit. 


  "I've done everything on that list except for one thing which we are not doing." She winces from the pain she's in. 


  I'm worried about my wife. I want her to be okay and watching her suffer over the past month has sucked. I'm excited and scared to be a father. "We won't then. I was just trying to help." 


  She screams and stares at the floor. "Um..Matty come look at the floor." She states. 


  I walk over to the spot she's talking about. "You okay?" 


  "My water broke! We need to get me to the hospital now!" She screams. 


  I rush around to grab my keys and wallet. I help her out into the car as she is freaking out about the baby. She's going into labor. I start the car's engine and drive us off to the hospital. I drive as quickly as I can while following the rules of the road. She has started to calm down a bit as we get there. 


  When we get there I help her out of the car and into the building. I tell the lady behind the desk that my wife is going into labor. The lady grabs a wheelchair for her. Rose sits down in the wheelchair. The lady leads us to a room. "I'm going to check your vitals and then get the doctor." She starts checking Rose's vitals. "Everything looks good." She leaves and gets the doctor. 


  "I'm fine I promise." Rose tells me as she gets out of the wheelchair and paces back and forth. 


  I watch her go back and forth. "Love are you okay?" 


  She nods as she winces. "Yes I'm okay." She states. 


  I offer her my hand. "You're not okay." 


  She sits down and takes my hand in hers. "Well I'm preparing to give birth so no I'm not okay." She states, squeezing my hand. 


  "Avoid breaking my hand though. I do a lot more than just playing guitar with these hands." I state, trying to avoid making a sex joke. 


  She rolls her eyes at me. "Did you just make a sex joke right now?!" She states. 


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