The Gamer [Clifford]

2.4 Fuck its time

Who listened to sounds good feels good, I love broken home! I decided to write this in Psychology. {unedited}
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"You have to start pushing soon." The doctor came in and looked at me worry spreading across my face.

"Chelsea, you can do this." Luke watched my face I gave him a face of desperation, "I'll try and call him again, but you have to start laughing after, you don't want both poling out at once; god imagine your vagina after that." I gave him my 'what the fuck Luke leave' face and he went and called Michael.

The conversation went something like this:
"Michael call me back, Chelsea is in labor your babies are coming. Come to the hospital dude or she'll never forget you." Then he put the phone down.

Another no answered we've been calling for hours, I was crazy worried. What if something happened to him? WHAT IF HES DEAD? Shut up Chelsea I kept telling myself. Yet the thought wouldn't stop. I wish they could plug me up so I could wait for him; but when the doctor came back in I knew.

"Fuck, it's time." I yelled my contractions so close and painful.

Luke came over and stood next to me taking my hand, "You've got this, come on push!" I did so hard, after 20 minutes I couldn't any more, the thought of Mikey not being here and the pain just made me want to stop. I looked to Luke seat rolling down in to my eyes. He wiped it away and took my hand, "A little longer." His sweet smile giving me the shove I needed. I began pushing again and within 10 minutes baby 1 was out a little girl.

"Alright Chelsea baby 2 is coming now, it's really close start pushing!" I looked at Luke and started crying. "I can't, I can't" I yelled.

"Come on Chelsea, one more." Luke yelled.

"The bay's crowning." The doctor yelled to me, "push!"

I pushed and pushed screaming. But 2 minutes later I had my beautiful baby boy in my arms.

I sat there looking at the wall, I can't believe him, he missed the birth of our children. "Chelsea..." Likes voice trailed off looking at me, he took my had squeezing it tightly.

I smiled at him, yet concern ran across his face; he knew what I was thing about. Michael. "I'm sorry, Chelsea."

"It's fine, obviously he didn't really want me." My eyes began to blur as all my worst fears came to truth, he never wanted me, or our children.

"He did want you, and your children. He never shut up about you, obviously something came up."

"Luke I know you're trying to make me feel better but you're upsetting me." He nodded sitting back in the large rocking chair. We both looked up when the door opened and a muse walked in the room. "Congratulations! It's time to name you're beautiful children!" He voice was too joyful for me.

"I hope you and daddy have decided." She smiled looking at Luke. I didn't even say anything I didn't give a shit anymore. I smiled at her and thought.

Michael and I never talked about baby names. I looked a Like his supporting smile gave me another push. "I don't know."

I looked at the babies across the room from me, a beautiful little girl and amazing little boy. I thought for a moment and looked at Luke, "what do you think of Lucy Alexandria Clifford?" He smiled and nodded.

"Alright-" the nurse chirped. "What about your adorable little boy?" I looked at lucks for his approval, "Oliver James Clifford." I smiled content with my children's names.

"Perfect! A nurse will be in with your shortly to tell you about nursing." I smile and nodded thanking her for her patients.

I looked over at my children fast asleep in there plastic cradles. "They're beautiful." I looked to Luke his eyes bright blue, electric. His skin perfectly flawed, his beard growing back, in the most delightful way. My eyes moved to his lips, bright pink and plump. My heart was beating faster then life itself. "Thank you Luke, not just for saying that, but for being here. You're amazing."

He smiled at me his lips growing into a plump smile. His face began to question me. "What are you look at?" He kept smiling.

I don't know if it's because I just had babies and my hormones were through the roof, but I just want to rip his clothes off and take him down. "Nothing." I smiled my eyes still connected to his lips slowly mooing to the sea blue eyes.

His eyes moved down my face to my lips, slowly moving closer to me our lips connected. His lips were soft and plump,  his lip ring sending shivers down my body. He slipped his tongue into my mouth and fought me for dominance. I was lost in his kiss, the world melted away around us, I couldn't believe I was doing this. But it felt so good.

His hand moved to the side of my neck pulling my head closer, feeling the kiss. We were stuck this way until I heard a cry start and I pulled away suddenly, I liked to Luke his lips were swollen and bright pink. "Can you grab him please?" He smiled.

Slowly walking and carefully grabbing Oli, "He's so perfect." Luke smiled handing him to me. In this moment with Oli in my arms and Luke next to me, it felt like we were a family.

In this money I was finally happy, Michael would never be here for me. He never wanted me, he never loved to me, our relationship was a lie, lies based on lies.

I looked to the door as it opened hoping just one last time Mikey might walk in. But it wasn't him, it never would be him.

Calum and Ashton walked in the room smiling, I misled back to them. "Look at you, a mother." Calum said.

Ashton waked over to Lucy, "she's beautiful!" He smiled at her touching her small hand wth is giant ones. They both walked over and looked around confused. "Where Mikey?" Ash asked.

Luke and I looked at each other our faces red, "He never came." Luke said with sadness in his voice. They looked at me shocked.

I knew I did something wrong, yet it felt so right.

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I got a big Fucking plot twist😏😏😏😏