Come Back to Reality

Chapter 72:

-2 Months Later-

*-Crystal's POV-*

I took my Tylenol (headaches are common for my pregnancy) and I got in the tub, FINALLY relaxing. Alliyah's home schooled now. She has a tutor. I don't like it because she won't be social as much, but I'm glad that she's around. I don't like being alone while pregnant. Chris has been here for me since Aubrey has about a month left, but I NEVER introduced Alli to him. I don't have Aubrey's consent, so that would be MAD disrespectful.

I'm 7 months and big as hell. I'm waiting until I have the kids to find out the sexes.

India and I are okay now. I was pissed that she went behind my back and called Aubrey when I was in the hospital 4 months ago. She's on her way.

I've been stressing over school. Exams are getting tougher since all I do is sleep and eat. It's gotten so bad that India has to come and take Alliyah to her practices.

"Momma." Alliyah came into the bathroom.

"Huh?"

"Dr. Newton (her teacher) left."

"Alright. Watch out for India. She's on her way."

"I'm here right now, Crys."

"Hey, India."

I got up, dried off, and wrapped the towel around me.

"Damn. You get bigger everyDAY."

Alli: Damn, momma.

India started chuckling and I tried my best to switch into parent mode.

"Only grown-ups say 'damn'."

"When will I be grown?"

"When you buy your own house."

"Damn."

"You wanna be on punishment?"

"NO! I won't say it again."

"Better not."

We went into my room.

"Can I have some privacy?"

India:"Go ahead and change clothes. No one is paying attention to your fat ass."

"At least turn your heads while I put on my underclothes."

They turned around and I started to get dressed.

"I'm done."

India: About time.

Alliyah: Yeah. About time.

"I still have to throw on a dress. Alli, can you rub lotion on my legs and feet?"

"Eww. Alright."

Once we were finished with everything, we got into India's car....well, we were on our way to it.

"India. Stop, stop, stop, stop."

"What? I know you don't have to use the bathroom again."

Alli: Maybe the baby's tricking her again.

"My stomach is cramping."

"Crystal. I can't do this. I can't deliver a baby."

"Dumb ass, I'm in school for it, but take me to the hospital."

They helped me into the car. When we were on our way, I called Chris.

"I'm on my way to the hospital."

"Why? what happened?"

"Meet me at the, ouch, hospital!"

I hung up in his face. My stomach hurts like hell!

"SOMEBODY CALL AUBREY!"

Everything was starting to settle down now.

"Uncle Aubrey--"

I snatched the phone away from Alli.

"I'm having contractions."

"Are you serious? You're not even 8 mon--"

"YEAH! I'M SERIOUS!"

"I'm going to see when the next plane takes off. I'll call you back. I love you."

"I love you, too."

We hung up.

It's been almost 10 minutes, so I told India that we can hold off on going to the hospital.

"Take me to Chris's. He'd take me in case I need to go and you could go get me some clothes and the bag I prepared."

"Alright."

I called Chris to let him know that I'm on my way.

*****

India was out with Alli and I've been at Chris's for HOURS. The next flight from Na'alehu, HI to here is midnight and it takes 5 1/2 hours. Aubrey will be too late.

"You're good?"

"I need to go walking."

"Again?"

"Didn't I just say that I did?"

I got up and walked out. I feel kind of bad how I'm treating Chris, but this stresses me OUT.

OW!

I had to hold onto something for a while. The contractions are getting longer and stronger and more closer together. I don't know if I should consider that a good or bad thing.

I felt something tinkling down my thighs.

I went into the bathroom.

My water broke.

These babies are active as fuck.

"Chris!"

He burst the door open.

"What?"

"Take me to the hospital."

He jogged to get the keys while I cleaned myself up. It's been 5 hours already.

I walked out to his car. He put towels down for me to sit on. I struggled to get in, so he helped me.

He started to speed off.

"Slow down, boy. We have time."

He did what I said.

"You hungry? Because I can stop to get you something."

"No. I'm fine."

They started to get 7 minutes apart when we arrived into the hospital.

"Dr. Otobe is in, but busy with another patient. I'm going to admit you to a room, though. A nurse will follow you and exam you."

I went into the room while Chris called India. The nurse checked me out and stated that I was about 6.5 centimeters dilated.

I decided against the Epidural.

...

It was time.

Everything was positioned and water started to gush out. The pain was EXCRUCIATING. I thought I was gonna die.

India was videoing, Alli was beside her, and Chris was by my side. I think that this would be a good experience for Alliyah. She's mature enough.

At 2:16 a.m., the first baby is a girl.

6 minutes later (2:22), boy.

27 minutes later (2:49), girl.

The last one had the most trouble. She's 5.3 pounds while the others are 7 (first born) and 7.7 (son).

I was wheeled into recovery after stitching (The babies 'TORE' me up). I wouldn't let Chris touch the babies until I find out the father in a week.

.....

Alli crawled onto my bed.

"Momma. Where was the bird?"

"There isn't a bird. You saw where the babies came from?"

"That's nasty and it looked like it hurt. Are you okay?"

"I'm REALLY tired. I'll talk to you when I wake up, alright?"

She kissed my lips. "I'm gonna sleep beside you to make you feel better."

I gave her the best smile that I could give right now. I feel like I could go into a coma, wake up, and STILL need a nap."I love you."

"I love you, toooooo."