Kiss My Undead Soul (Hollywood Undead FanFic) ~Danny

Does everybody in the world have to die?

I decided that there will be about 2 more chapters of this book, maybe less.

9 months later.

~Sondra~

It was hard to breath.

It was as if I were breathing in outer space. I didn't seem to get any oxygen as I gulped for air. My vision was blurry, but I knew all who was there. It was like I couldn't focus on anything. Not breathing, not seeing, not feeling, not hearing..

I felt Daniel's loose grip on my hand, but I can feel myself tightening my grip on his hand. He was saying something calmly, but I couldn't make out what it was. All I knew was that it was to make me feel safe and confident.

The pain was excruciating. It wasn't anything like the contractions that I had had for the past month. If I could possibly say something, it would be for an epidural. Tears streamed down my cheeks. Then I heard some talking.

"This is taking too long. She's been like this for about an hour now."

I felt even more pain shoot through my back, but after seconds, everything was gone. My vision was starting to focus, and I tried to do what the doctor had told me.

To push.

I felt drained, woozy.

"It looks like it's going to be a girl!" My doctor said, smiling wildly after she heard me gasp and look up at Danny.

I squealed a slight bit, making Daniel chuckle and press his lips against mine. After pulling away, I looked over to see Dr. Anselin grinning at us.

"You two are just lovely," she says, "you will be great parents."

Daniel and I exchanged glances, then looked over at her. "Thank you."

"Oh, by the way, that jelly stuff is super cold." I giggle as Danny helps me sit up.

"I warned you." Dr. Anselin laughed, then wrote down some things on a paper on her clipboard. She opened the door for us, and after we exited she followed behind.

I glanced at Danny, who gave me a worried look. I glanced over at Dr. Anselin, who was trying her hardest to make me give birth to our baby girl.

"Breech birth!" Dr. Anselin shouted, causing a nurse to run out of the room. The others came to her aid.

I looked over at my husband, and gripped my hand tightly, "Babe?"

"This can't be happening.." Daniel mumbled, and he gave me a kiss on the forehead.

"It's too late to do a C-Section.. She's already coming out." Anselin says, panicking a bit, "What ever you do, don't panic, Sondra."

Fear rushed over me. I felt even clammier and sweatier when it hit me. I tried not to panic, and I pushed harder. Daniel gripped my hand tighter, and stared at me as I continued to push for Anselin. A tear slipped down his cheek, and he quickly wiped it away for no one else to notice.

"I'm fine, Daniel." I pant, pushing again. It was no use. It didn't get me farther than I was. Nor did it help in any way.

Daniel nodded, sniffled, then shook his head. He was scared. I could tell. It made me scared seeing him this way.

The nurse came back with another doctor, and they started to communicate. I didn't know what they were saying, since it was only a whisper.

"Could you...c-could you tell me what you're talking about?" I say, and they look at me.

"I want you to get as comfortable as you can. We are going to try and get the baby out, and when I tell you to push, please push." The Doctor said politely.

Ava ran out of her room towards me diligently. She was all smiles, and seeing her happy gave me baby fever. Once she got to me, she felt my stomach. I chuckled softly.

"When will she kick?" Ava asks, peering up at me curiously.

I shrug, and the toilet flushes. Soon enough, Johnny opens the bathroom door and walks out into the hall. He gives me a genuine smile. I smile back, and I hear the other guys barge through the door.

"The party king just showed up, bitches!" Charlie scene shouts, swinging the pack of beer he had in in his hands. He throws it into the air. Jorel's eyes widen, and he quickly dives for it.

"What the ffff-hell, man?" J-Dog snaps, taking the beer and walking into the kitchen with it.

Daniel walks through the door, and once he lays eyes on me he smiles sweetly. He carries groceries in his hands, but when he passes me, he gives me a soft kiss on the lips.

"How was shopping?" I ask, turning to them all as they squeeze into the kitchen like sardines.

Daniel shrugs, "It was good, until some douche decided it would be okay to cut us."

"Then, he denied that he cut all 5 of us," Johnny shook his head, "How could you possibly not notice that?"

"When you're a douchebag. And a moron."

"Oh, shut the 'F' up," Jordon frowned, "you love me."

"Aaannnd when you are Charlie Scene." I add.

"I felt her kick!" Ava squeals, jumping up and down. Everyone crowds around me, taking turns feeling my stomach.

"Push!" Anselin demands, and I push. This has been going on for the passed 15 minutes. I feel dizzy now, and tired. It's like My body wants to give up, but I can't. I never will.

I feel my eyelids start to flutter, and when they do, the doctors tell me to push again. After the push, I feel comfortable. I start to find myself in and out of consciousness, and I feel sick.

And helpless.

Maybe I'm dying..

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~Daniel~

I grasp ahold of her hand while a nurse walks off with the baby. The heart rate monitor starts to go crazy. Dr. Anselin quickly puts a blood IV in her arm, and calls for more doctors.

"Sony," I panic, brushing the hair out of her face, "wake up.."

Her eyes slowly open, and she turns to me. She is as pale as a ghost, and she touches my cheek, "I'll be fine.."

"No, no, Sondra." My voice breaks, and I lean into her hand. A tear slips from my eye, and she smiles at me.

"Everybody in the world has to die, Daniel.." She whispers, and a tear leaves her eye.

"I don't want you to leave," I say, grasping her hand, "I love you, I don't know what I'd do without you."

Her lip quivers, and she whispers, "I don't know... What Id do-- do without you.. Daniel.."

Her grip grows loose. Then, I hear a flatline. I tighten my grip, and more doctors and nurses rush in. Tears start to stream down my cheeks. It's like I couldn't move from the seat. Everything became a blur to me. The people rushed passed me, and the only thing I could possibly hear was..

The flatline.

The flatline of my wife. The flatline of the girl that I loved, the one that I met on that pouring, rainy day. The way she smiled at me for the first time about took my breath away. The way she applauded after I sang in front of her in StarBucks. Her voice when she sang blew me away..

When I got to see her face at one of my concerts again, there was hope. I'd never leave her side again after that. The way she cried into my shoulder made me heart broken that I had never communicated with her after I joined the band.

The hopeful look in her icy blue eyes after I told her I loved her. Her emotion of when I knelt down on one knee, and proposed to her..

Just her.