The White Rabbit

29.) Missed Calls

I've been at Tyler's house for an hour now and have endured plenty of contractions each growing more gruesome than the last. Between contractions Tyler tries to get ahold of Dean but his phone is still dead and goes straight to voicemail. He's left quite a few voicemails for Dean to look forward to when he gets it back on the charger.

"Ooooooo any luck? Ooooo." I moan draped over Tyler's couch on my knees rocking side to side.

"No...still nothing." Tyler sighs tossing his phone onto the couch near me.

I feel the contraction climbing up my body and this one is far worse than the last one. This one radiates down my thighs and no position relieves the painfully shooting pain in my thighs.

"Fuck! Fucking fuck fuck!" I hiss through gritted teeth

"You okay? Is there something I can do?" Tyler asks apprehensively.

"I-I I need you...I need you to push on my hips! Push on my hips!" I demand in an all out scream of desperation.

Completely startled and taken back, he rushes over and pushes my hips inward offering counter pressure. I deeply moan throwing my head back as the contraction passes.

"Ok...I think we need to go to the hospital! That one was intense! Can we go now?" Tyler panics.

I shake my head vigorously side to side.

"Absolutely not. My contractions aren't 5 minutes apart yet and we haven't reached Dean...I can't do this without Dean!" I cry out nervously keeping my gaze at my bump and not at Tyler.

I stay in the same position on the couch in fear that if I move it'll trigger a contraction. I don't care if that's not how it works...it's how it works in my delusional,terrified, anxiety and panic ridden head.

"Why don't I just run to the bar and get him then? It'll take an hour...tops." Tyler offers pointing towards the door with his finger.

"No-no!" I yell.

"I need you here. I need someone here. I can't do this alone. I'm scared, Tyler." I admit out loud with tears welling in my eyes.

He comes and rubs my back softly as I lay face planted into the couch completely petrified.

"O-okay. Okay. I won't go. But at some point we're going to have to go to the hospital. It's like 9 o'clock now and you've been in labor for 4 hours... eventually we're going to have to squirt out the little squirt" Tyler jokes.

"Who is this 'we' you speak of?" I snarl at him finally snapping my head to look at him.

He fidgets in his own skin next to me before correcting himself,"YOU...you're going to have to...birth...birth the little guy."

I finally get the nerve up to reposition myself but every damn position I try it incredibly uncomfortable and clearly Tyler could tell from my grunts and moans growing more and more irritated.

"Hey, Audj... is there something I can do to help make you comfortable?" Tyler asks.

"Reach into my fucking vagina and rip out this baby...ya that's what you can do!" I scream as another contraction sinks its teeth into me.

I throw myself onto Tyler draping my arms over his shoulders and pressing my head into his chest while the contraction passes. I dig my fingers into his shoulders and he winces in pain.

"I saw...I saw a lady in labor utilize a shower in a movie I saw? Wanna try that?" He says desperately hoping I'll accept.

"Ahhhhh oooooo...owww owww... Tyler this hurts!" I cry out with shooting pains throughout my body and I dig my fingers deeper into him.