A Summer's Secret

☼Chapter 36

36.                          

                       Panic is definitely an understatement for what just happened for the last couple of hours.

When London's water broke, I couldn't help but shriek, because what the hell was with all the water gushing down from between her legs?

"Okay sis, calm down," I repeated to London as I held her to try and keep her steady. I really don't know who I was trying to fool.

Never in the history of 'calm down' has anyone ever calmed down after being told to calm down, like seriously, I myself was even shaking, and then I was starting to hyperventilate. I think I needed to calm down more. How do you even help a woman who was about to give birth? They didn't teach us that back in high school and I have to say, that skill would really come in handy.

London was handling the situation better than me; she was trying to breathe evenly even when sweat was starting to trickle from her forehead down to the sides of her face.

I slammed my fists at Cade's door. Where's that guy when you need him, "Cade!" I shouted as I knocked. "Cade I really need your help. Are you even in there?"

Cade's door swung open, revealing a hot guy with a towel around his waist. Talk about déjà vu.

I didn't have to explain to him what was happening because the moment he saw London, he immediately carried her bridal style and rushed down the stairs and to the nearest vehicle, all while only having a towel around his waist.

"Call her doctor, and Sam, quick!" Cade ordered as he started the car. He still wasn't wearing anything but a towel. I swear to God, any girl who ends up with Cade is super lucky. I smiled at the thought, but I can't stand seeing Cade shirtless. And it has nothing to do with his six-pack abs. Oh no.

"I'm having a really bad case of déjà vu," Cade muttered from the driver's seat.

"Are you having a déjàvu about the whole towel thing, or the rushing London to the hospital thing?" I joked.

"Both...actually," Cade replied and and I couldn't help but stifle a giggle.

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                      Eight long hours later, London gave birth to my new baby niece, Holly. I would like to assume that my sister named her after a flower and not Hollywood. She was so cute and small and pink and squishy. Too bad I didn't get the chance to hold her because 1. All the adults were hogging her attention and 2. Doctors and nurses were too busy checking her vitals and bringing her to the baby room and 3. London was back to being queen and ordered me to go buy chicken wings in a fast-food from the other side of town.

I was driving back to the hospital with a bucket of chicken wings on the front seat. My hair was probably a mess because the lady back there in the fast-food was staring at my head like it was a bird- a vulture's nest and there was really nothing I could do but shrug at her pitiful stare.

I got out of the car and almost tripped on a pebble. A freakin' pebble! Thank God I didn't drop the chicken wings or else London would go berserk. I walked as fast as I could through the entrance and to the first hallway, careful to avoid the busy nurses as I reached the elevator door.

"I'm begging you I have to see her, please."

My head turned to the sound of a man's voice shouting from the nurse's station. The nurse had a phone tucked in between the side of her neck and her ear and was holding a logbook between her hands. She was looking at the man like he was hysterical. And he was practically begging her, restless as his hand covered his face.