"It's finally done." The house was complete and we were ready to move in. We were half packed back at the apartment. The interior was finished, plumbing and electrical set up and the walls painted. We headed back to finish packing. I wasn't able to do much given my pregnancy, but I did what I could. It was mostly Eli and Emily as I drove.
"No, you're not moving anything." Eli said as I got out to help. We had just brought over the final load of stuff over.
"I can handle it." I was just being stubborn. I knew I shouldn't be doing any of this. I was nine months pregnant and about to pop at any second.
"At least take something light." He handed me a cake pan. I looked at him with the weirdest look. I was angry, but I knew that he was right. I really shouldn't be lifting anything heavier than that.
We all walked back to the car together after the first load of boxes was in. "Don't hurt our baby" Emily was helping me along. I wasn't feeling right. Something was going on. I chalked it up to pregnancy and moved on.
"Our baby?" I always laughed at Emily and her sense of humor.
"Let's not forget who helped make the baby here" Eli rarely chimed in, but when he did it was something serious or useful.
"We can agree that this is all of our baby. Why don't we just become polyamorous?" I was putting my hand over my stomach, the pains were getting a little worse.
"Works for me" Eli noticed my pain and helped me along. Emily was on the other side helping as well.
"So it's agreed." I finally made it to the car. I rested my hand on the hood holding myself up. I was sweating and out of breath. Just then, I felt it. Water was running down my leg. "I think my water broke."
"Let's go" Eli shouted as he helped me in the car. We sped off, rubber burning. I don't think I've ever seen him drive that fast. He put on the flashing lights and ran a red light. Luckily, nobody was coming across and there were no cops around. We made it to the hospital in record time.
After six hours of pushing, our baby girl was finally born. Seven pounds four ounces. Jasmine. After a while, I finally got to hold her. After a couple of hours, Emily was finally allowed in the room. We had the doctor take a picture, me holding little jasmine, Eli on one side, Emily on the other. Our lives together were just beginning.
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Rumspringa
Teen Fiction*Sexual Content* Eli, an Amish teen, leaves his Amish roots and ventures out into the real world where he learns that there is more to life than work and sleep. Partying, drugs and love all play a huge role in the Amish version of spring break. When...
