A Tail Between Two Wildcats (I Am Wildcat Fanfic) #Wattys2015

It Has Finally Happened!!!

 (A/N - I'm jumping ahead. I'm thinking Marcy being on bedrest will provide the most boring chapters. I'm jumping ahead two months. Will this chapter be the chapter where we finally meet them? I don't know... Maybe:3 love ya guys!!! ~Madi)

    Marcy's POV 

Delirious and I were at home. Well, he was over keeping me company. He didn't have work today. Tyler, on the other hand, left at five this morning and he has to work 'til seven tonight. It was a huge bummer. I was expecting these kids any minute. I'm done with being pregnant. It sucks. I can't have coffee, I can't exercise, I can't do anything. Especially me, I can't do ANYTHING. I have also been in some bad mood swings. On minute, I'll be all lovey dovey. In the next minute, I'll be crying. These kids need to come. Pronto.

"Marcy?" Delirious asked as we sat on the couch watching American Horror Story.

"Yes?" I asked giving him half of my attention.

"When should I tell the guys to come out? They are curious." Oh yeah. Forgot about that. All of the guys want to come down when I'm giving labor. I'm not trying to sound like a full fledged bitch, but when I give birth I want time to relax afterwards. Not to be interrupted with visitors.

"Ummm- tell them in two days. If the twins come sooner, let them know. I'm sorry Delirious. I'm not feeling the 'happy go pregnancy!' Thing anymore."

"It's ok Mar. I understand."

"I'm just apologizing in advanced." I stood up to go to the bathroom. Before I made it, water or fluid ran down the shorts I wore. No I didn't pee, my water broke. These twins were coming sooner than I thought.

"Delirious!" I screamed.

"Yeah? Huh? What's wrong?" He asked walking up to the door."

"Umm- don't freak. They are coming, a little sooner than I thought. Call Tyler, call the gang, and please take me to the hospital."

"Wait, aren't contractions supposed to be 5-7 minutes apart?"

"I don't know. It's my first time delivering something out of-" I was cut of by some unbearable pain. Delirious helped me up. He walked me out to the car.

"The hospital bag." I told him. We couldn't forget that. It had my clothes, the twins take home outfits. Oh shit! The car seats needed to be installed in Tyler car. Wait, no we did that last weekend. Or he did, really. I sat and watched. 

Delirious quickly ran into the house, grabbed the bag, ran out, locked our front door, and ran to the car. He pulled open the door. He was freaking out. He violently put the key in the emission and started the car. He backed up a little slow, then we drove off. To the hospital!!!

On our way to the hospital, I texted Tyler and the guys. Delirious was too busy driving. He needed to focus on the task at hand, driving to the hospital. The guys I included in a group text. I didn't feel like sending individual texts to them. Tyler deserved a separate text. I mean, he was my fiancé and the father to the two children that want out right this minute.