caught in between two gangs [discontinued]

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                                 10 hours later..
                                        22:43

With each contraction came a pain that dominated Chanel's entire being. In those moments, for those seconds that stretched into infinity, there was nothing else. She could hear screaming from other rooms, yet she made no sound at all. When the pain passed it was only for a minute or so and she breathed with closed eyes, unwilling to re-engage with life outside of her own body. The room might as well have been empty for all the awareness she had, and when they did talk, touch, gain her attention she found it so hard. To reply she had to find herself from the deepest recess of her own mind and drag herself forward, to use her voice, open her eyes.

The pain of labour was a prison for her mind. In that jail cell of fear and confusion the time passed without her being able to keep track. Her stomach tightened, unable to scream or make a sound she lay there perfectly still as the medication was administered, waiting for the agony to subside. In times to come she'd forget these moments as effectively as formatting a hard-drive, but always she'd recall the love she felt for her baby. Unborn, but the love she felt was like no love she's felt before. It warmed her heart even thinking about her precious baby.

Her eyes meet with Tyrese and Jayden as they both enter the room. They both looked like nervous wrecks.

"Come on sweetheart it's time to push." The midwife smiled at her trying to comfort her in an uncomfortable situation

Tears dripped down the side of her face with each push. Her stomach expanded out to prove that another being resided within her. Two heartbeats within one stout body. Her back ached as her entire weight relied upon it. Her heart bangs loudly against my chest, trying to overpower all other noise.

                                3 hours ago..
                               Jayden's POV

This Bailey kid told me to meet him at the park. If I ain't wrong he just got back from Jamaica. I don't really like him but Chanel said I should hear him out.

I inhaled that grey stench. With each drag all my problems start to slip from the tip of my fingers, this was my way to escape. This was my peace. My sanity relied on this.

I noticed a familiar figure walk towards me. I took one last drag from my blunt before dropping it on the floor.

"Wagwan" I reached out my fist and spudded him.

"Sit down for this innit." why's he moving weird.

"I don't have time for this I have places to be so just hurry up blud" this dickheads waisting my time. If he doesn't start speaking mans actually finna cut.

"Ion even know how to start innit, look you might not believe me but just ask your parents. My real names Kyrie Tait." I burst into a fit of laughter. My mans on sutting.

"Bro here have some of my water and sober up." I reach out my bottle but he knocks it out my hand. Someone's pressed. "G ion if your trying to have a laugh or whatever it was funny but what do you actually want?"

"Jayden. I'm not gonna stay here trying to convince you when you clearly don't want to believe me. Look do whatever you want with what I just told you. I saw talk to your dad." he muttered which had a slight sigh following after.

"Look man I already have shit going on I don't need a whole new family member to go along with all of that. Just- Just. Ah bruv lowe this man"

~~~

My mind was doing bits. I was nervous. With every second all of this is becoming more real to me. With every minute passing by I worry that I'm not going to be a dad. I also had Bailey's or Kyrie's words stuck at the back of my mind. But right not that's not important.

I have always wanted kids. I mean probably not this young but that's beside the point. Chanel's different. She's not like all the other girls. There's something different about her. But if this kids not mine do I even want to stick around her? See her live a life with Tyrese that I have been imagining being her and I since I found out?

Nah. I don't think I can. If this kids not mine, I think I am gonna ghost.

I'm snapped out of my thoughts and back into reality as I hear Chanel scream and without any further effort the baby slid into the hands of the midwife. There was elation, a boy, and in seconds he was there, nascent eyes opening, mouth rooting for milk.

He's perfect. But is he mine?

Chanel's POV

I look at my baby boy which lays on my chest. Fuck. I love this kid so much. Tears roll down my face again, however this time they are tears of happiness. Never would I have thought I would end up a young mum. I always wanted to wait. Make sure I got my degree and had a good job. Although it didn't go the way I planned I wouldn't change a thing, because if I did my baby boy wouldn't be here with my right now.

The love for this human in my arms is indescribable. My child holds my soul in their heart, and my heart is forever theirs. My child is free to live, to learn and love. My child has my support for always and my guidance should they every wish to ask. I would walk through the gates of hell to keep them safe and feel honoured to be given the chance, feeling only gratitude. I will love him with every power ever I possess, letting him explore, be adventurous, take risks, yet standing by to catch him if he falls.

"The paternity test results will come back soon okay darling?" I smile up at the nurse standing in front of me and nod at her ever so slightly.

"Let me see lil man watch he's going to look like me and then we won't need no paternity test." Tyrese smirked, confidence thickly laced with ever word that came out his mouth.

"Shut the fuck up he's purple right now you can't even see. I mean if he stayed purple forever he probably would be your kid you goblin" they both exchanged dirty looks. I roll my eyes at their immaturity.

"What's his name baby?" my dad said while slowly picking him up from my grip.

"Well I haven't picked one yet. I decided that I'm going to wait till I get the paternity test back so me and which ever one of these morons is the dad can pick the name together" he nodded while not paying any attention to me whatever so ever he was too focused on my son.

I zone out. Holding my baby boy in my arms. He's everything. He's the love of my life.