As per usual, after a church service all the youth are mingling on the outside of the café area. Maia, Stephen, Cadie, Payton and Afton are sitting on the floor with me, suggesting names.
“If one of them is a boy, you could call him Payton.” Payton suggest proudly. “Or if one is a girl, it could work too.” Cadie mentions, earning her a glare from Payton.
“I want a unique name but not outrageously stupid one, like celebrities give their kids.” I say firmly.
“Uh, Delilah, Norah, Kaylie, Tara, Galla, Eden?” Maia says, reading from her iPod. I shake my head, “I know Delilah means flirt and I’d rather not have that, I sort of like Eden though.”
I stand up and that’s when I get a firm kick in the stomach, I screw up my face a little, not practically enjoying the feeling when I feel a warm liquid run down the side of my leg. I try and hide the initial fear, “Stephen, can you get Kyle please?” I whisper.
“You ok Darci?” his eyes slightly tinged with brotherly worry, I nod so he goes and looks for Kyle in the crowd. Maia walks over and studies my face. “What’s wrong?” she questions, her tone showing she isn’t kidding.
“Either I peed myself or my water just broke.” I try and joke, Maia not finding it particularly funny.
“I guess they didn’t like the names, they’re coming to give you some suggestions” she laughs nervously, trying to decide if I’m freaking out on the inside.
Kyle, Stephen and Maia all stand around me, figuring out a game plan. “Well I need to take Darci to the hospital.” Kyle states “I’m coming with you.” Maia says, not taking no as an answer. “Ok, I’ll get Darci’s stuff from your place; it’s on the floor in your room right Darci?”
I nod , “Right, and I’ll go lay in a bed and be pregnant while all of this is happening.” My attempt at lightening the mood fails.
Kyle gets me to the car and we drive to the hospital. Kyle has gone into full on freak out mode, I can tell because he keeps asking me if I’m in any pain every twenty seconds. “Kyle, I love you but if you ask me if I’m ok again, me and my pregnancy hormones will kick your arse.”
Every twenty seven minutes I have a contraction, the time in between I’m surprisingly comfortable. Maia hovers next to me like a bad smell, constantly fluffing the pillow and turning the page of a book she’s not even reading. “Maia! Your just as bad as Kyle, I’m fine and I will let you know when that changes. The ladies in the movies are wimps, apart from the contraction itself, I’m feeling pretty good.” A small smile spreads across Maia’s face
“I’m sorry but my best friend has never been pregnant before so I don’t have a clue what I’m doing.” She grips my hand supportively.
Stephen and Kyle rush into the room followed by a nurse. Stephen’s mouth opens to ask that one dangerous question. “If one more person asks me if I’m ok, I’m going to throw something at them and it will most likely be heavy.” I huff, the nurse quietly laughing under her breath.
“You’re two centimetres dilated; you have another eight to go. You won’t be able to get any pain relief till you’re at least five centimetres. She has a quick look at my chart then leaves the room.
This is going to be a long night, I think to myself.
Its nine o’clock and Maia and Stephen are still here. “Darci, I love you but I have work tomorrow and I need some sleep.” He says apologetically, “Maia, do you need a ride home?”
“No.” she says calmly, “Yes.” I say over top of her. “I don’t want to go!” she sticks out her bottom lip, acting like a small child.
“Maia, you have a job interview tomorrow morning, you need to get some sleep. Go home and come back after the interview.” She frowns even more; she grabs her bag and throws it over her shoulder, storming out of the room.
YOU ARE READING
Never Letting Go
Dla nastolatkówWhen life was ripped out from under neath Darci's feet, Kyle was there to catch her. Now their feelings are controlled, where will life take them now?
