Layla POV
For the past two months I've been ignoring Raye only texting her when it involves our baby. I've been preparing for my baby to come. Kia and my sister have been a good help during this process. After that morning with Raye I refused to tell them what happened feeling as if it's none of their business.
And I know I kind of involved them with my crying but I still refused to tell them. Today I'm packing my hospital bag trying to figure out what all I need. I know two months is a long time but I feel it's best if I keep my distance for now.
I sung to the song that played on the speaker in my room, going through my drawers finding some pants I can pack. I hissed at the pain in my stomach rubbing it to soothe some of the pain.
Lately I've been getting this pain, feeling like their cramps but extra pain added to it. I continued to grab a pair of shorts and sweat pants waddling over to the bag that rested on my bed. "I was up late by myself, I ain't never need no help" I mumbled the lyrics to the song and sat down not being able to take the pain in my stomach.
"Whew babygirl you need to calm down in there" I spoke to my stomach rubbing it in circles again. "Fuck!" I yelled at the sharp pain on my side. I can't be going into labor because today is only October 2nd. I would hate to be going into labor and I'm home alone by myself.
I managed to get up trying my best to walk into the living room area to reach my phone. In the middle of reaching it I felt warm liquid run down my leg causing me to stiffen up. I slowly looked down at the clear liquid on the floor trying not to panic.
"Okay...okay don't worry Layla" I spoke to myself still trying to reach for my phone. I'm not sure about what to do or who to call. But as soon as I was getting ready to call Raye I heard a knock on the door. "Hold on!" I yelled in pain as another sharp pain shot through my stomach.
"Oh fuck this hurts" I managed to unlock the door and to my surprise Raye was standing there. She looked at me in shock staring at my wet shorts "are you labor?" she asked with a shaky tone. "I- I think so" I panicked not ready but ready to give birth.
"Okay...where the hospital bag?" Raye asked me panic more than me "it's in my room on the bed but I'm not done packing" I spoke through the pain, sweating like I ran a marathon. "Shit is this really happening" breathing in and out of my nose I leaned back into the couch wanting the fucking baby to get out of me already.
"Ahhhhhh hurry the fuck up" I yelled at Raye. I know she was trying to gain her composer but failed horribly. "Okay okay I'm coming" she walked out of my room still stuffing stuff in the bag. I noticed a few pads dropping out but we didn't have the time to pick it up.
"Ahhh I want it to stop" Raye helped me off the couch and soon we we're on our way to the hospital. I held her hand the whole ride squeezing her hand occasionally. Raye pulled in front of the hospital rushing out of car.
While she ran into the hospital I felt as if I needed to push, when I did it felt like someone was ripping me open slowly. Raye and a couple of nurses ran out, one running with a wheel chair. "Okay Layla let's try and get you into this chair". I shook my head at what she said, it felt as if my baby was about to come out now.
"I feel something" I rushed out trying to get my pants off of me. One nurse ran to get a gurney, placing me on there. "It's going to be okay" Raye spoke holding my hand running with the nurses to a room. Placing me on the bed they removed my pants placing a towel under me. "Wait no I want to give birth standing up" the nurses looked at each other then me. "It seems as if it's too late for that Layla we need you to start pushing now" Raye grabbed my hand and kissed it. "On the count of three" I prepared myself to push shaking my head side to side not being able to handle the pain.
"Wait stop...I can't do it" Raye bent down kissing my head "you got it baby... take a deep breath" she spoke softly. I wanted to yell at her but at the same time her company, words and actions was comforting me in a way. "You got it baby" she spoke again kissing my lips. "Are you ready?" The nurse asked.
Nodding my head at her I began to push again screaming at the pain "ahhhh I can't take it" I spoke to Raye crying at the pain. I began to push again reaching down I pulled her out myself and placed her on my chest. "Why isn't she crying" I spoke out looking at my pale baby. The nurses took her out my hands and started to do cpr. "what wrong with our baby?" Raye questioned. My vision started to go in and out and soon everything went black.
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Raye POV"Layla?"
I tapped her face and she didn't move making causing my heart to drop. "Layla" I began to shake her but the nurses started to push me out as more walked in "stop pushing me let me stay!" I yelled seeing both my child and Layla unconscious. "Ma'am I need you to calm down and leave the room". The closed the door on me, covering the blinds.
I sat down on a nearby chair gripping my scalp as I felt a few strands be pulled out. I called Marcus and he answered on the first ring. "Layla she- she gave birth and now" I couldn't speak with the lump in the throat. "I'm coming now Nya just try and calm down okay" I nodded my head forgetting that he couldn't see me. "O-okay" he hung up the phone and all I could do was sit there praying that everything is okay.
After 4 hours of waiting and walking around, a doctor finally came out of her room causing me and Marcus to stand up. "May I ask who you are to Layla?" I spoke instantly "I'm her wife and this is my brother". "Okay well your wife and baby is doing well now, it seems as if your baby's necked was wrapped up with the umbilical cord but somehow untangled when Layla began to push".
"Your wife on the other hand passed out due to the pain and exhaustion...there both fine and you can go in now" I barged into the room and saw Layla sitting up with a sleep baby attached to her breast. Rushing over towards them and kissing the top and Layla's head. I looked down to our baby. "I thought I lost you guys".
Feeling a big amount of relief when I heard Layla do a tired chuckle "nope we're still here" she smiled tiredly. Our baby looked like a mix of me a Layla. She had my cheekbones and nose, while she had Layla's eyebrows and mouth shape. "Heyy" Layla said looking at Marcus who stood there with a smile on his face.
"Why are you standing so far away come here" Layla told him. He got closer staring at my daughter in awe. "What's her name?" He asked Layla and I. "Sage Sophia Rodriguez". When Layla said the name I gasped in shock that she chose my last name. "Gosh she looks so much like you" Marcus spoke looking back and forth at me and Sage.
"I better get going and let y'all have some family time...I expected some pictures please" Marcus hugged me and Layla goodbye. Leaving just us in the room. "Wanna hold her?". I rolled up my sleeves then reached for my daughter sitting down on the bed/ couch.
"Thank you" I said to Layla, not removing my eyes from my baby. "No...thank you" Layla said back. Sage opened her eyes letting me know my wish came true, looking at her hazel colored eyes. I gave her an eskimo kiss smiling when she smiled.
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This was one hell of a roller coaster of emotions😳Hope you enjoyed see you next chapter my loves ❤️❤️
(Sorry for the mistakes)
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RomanceLayla is 27 and moved out of her hometown leaving all of her dark secrets in the past. Giving life a second chance she starts over working at a bar, sharing an apartment with a roommate she found on Facebook. Nya is a 28 year old intersex gang leade...