Little Angel

Chapter 33- The Baby's Coming Friday December 19, 2014

Everything was perfect until I felt a warm, liquid ran down my leg causing me to gasp in shock. No. Not today.

    "What's wrong?" Derek asked, pulling out of our embrace, looking all over me.

    Anxiety once again filled my brain as I processed the fact that I'm going into labor in my head. Oh shit, I'm not ready for this. How am I supposed to tell Derek the very thing that's wrong with me right now if I can't accept it myself? But I sucked it up and told him the news in the softest voice as possible so that he wouldn't faint.

    "My water broke."

    His skin turned paler as he tried his best to not pass out. I can't blame him, I'm just as overwhelmed as him. I'm even more overwhelmed as pain started shoot up my abdomen.

    "What should I do?" He asked, his voice full of panic.

    I want to slap him for asking the question with the most obvious answer to it.

But because I was in too much pain and panic to care, I just grabbed his shirt, "Well, you could get me to a hospital or, at least get me some help."

"Alright, alright." He said, getting out of my grip. "Let me just get my mom. Stay here."

"Hurry!" I said as I suffered another contraction.

I can handle being alone for a while as I am going through labor. I tried to stay strong as Derek brought his mother over to me.

"Melly, are you okay?" Mom asked. We both gave her a look so restated, "I mean, how are you holding in there?"

"Well, for someone who's having contractions." I grunted as another one hits.

"Um, okay. Derek, get your brother. You're both getting her to the hospital, while I make sure the guests leaves." Mom said.

Derek left again to do what he is told as mom tried to get me to calm down.

"You're going to be okay." She continued to whisper in my ear as she rubbed my back.

It did help this torment a little bit. Key word: a little bit. I cringed again as another sting ripped through my body. My goodness, how many contraction will I go through before the baby is finally here? It would be really great if I were in the hospital right now. It felt as if Derek read my mind, because he came back with John and Debbie behind. He held out his hand which I gratefully took as he helped be get up and walked fast towards the parking lot.

"What's going on?" Amy asked, alarmed by the way we're walking.

"The baby's coming! The baby's coming!" John yelled behind us.

Once John unlocked his car, Derek and I immediately stepped into the backseat as John and Debbie sat in in the front. My boyfriend, well, fiance buckled both of us and then held my palms tight as another contraction hits.

"Breathe, Mel, breathe." He advised me. I did as I was told, but it was not that easy as I felt a lot of pain in my lower abdomen. It felt worse than all of my menstrual cramps combined. "Step on it, John."

Derek soothed me by rubbing his thumb over my knuckles and whispering comforting words in my ear. I furrowed my eyebrows in irritation at the whole situation. Beads of sweat rolled down my face as I'm nervous of how I'm going to go through with this. What if I die during childbirth? What if my baby's a stillborn or he or she dies of SID? I've read a lot on those possibilities on the internet and I still don't know how I will handle if any of that were to happen. All of these terrifying scenarios passes through my mind as we made it to the hospital. Derek kicked the door, dragging me along behind him as he ran to the hospital.