He's My Kryptonite

29. Baby Boy

• Chris

I sighed getting up from the couch to go to my bedroom where Camille was still sleep. It's going on 2 o'clock and this girl was knocked out. I opened the blinds so the sun would come in. She groan and stirred in her sleep. I chuckled and threw the sheets back, my smile dropped when I notice her laying in a wet spot.

"Ew, Camille you peeing in the bed now?" I spat kicking her foot the hanged.

"Huh?" She sat up and looked down. "Oh.."

"See, I'm not going to be sleeping with you no more if that's how you rolling." I retorted pulling the sheets off. "I'm pretty sure it's not healthy to lay in that shit either. I mean can't you get a yeast—"

"Chris would you shut the fuck up and listen!" She exclaimed. "I didn't pee in the bed. I think my water broke."

"OH SHIT!" I yelled running towards her. She snickered as I helped her stand up.

"Go get my bag, Chris."

"Okay," I rushed to the baby's room to grab her packed bag that was in the closet. I ran back to our room just to slip and fall because of my socks. "Fuck."

"Chris stop fucking around and let's go! Shit, this shit hurt!" She exclaimed.

"I'm coming, I'm coming." I added sliding on my slides and rushing down the stairs to meet her at the car.

"Wait,"

"What?" I stressed.

"I have morning breath, maybe I should brush my teeth."

"Camille. My son is ready to come out and your worried about your breath. Get in the car." I stated calming, pushing her in the car.

She laughed and got in. I don't understand, with her it's a joke and she's laughing. With Candice she was screaming and yelling at me the whole time.

We pulled up to the hospital and they quickly got her to a room. Even then Camille was calm like she wasn't in pain at all. I stood by her, holding her hand as the doctors prepared for the labor.

"Camille would you like epidural? Your not far enough in contractions yet so the pain might get worst." The nurse explained.

"No I'm fine." I raised my eyebrows.

"Your sure?" Both me and the nurse asked.

"Yes. I want to try an natural birth." She smiled at me.

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"OH FUCK THIS! I CANT TAKE IT, GIVE ME THE DRUGS NOW!" Camille yelled as if she was possessed as she squeezed my hands tighter causing me to yelp.

The nurse quickly came and gave Camille the epidural as the doctors came rushing in.

"Okay, Camille we're going to need you to push now. On the count of three."

"1."

"2."

"3. Push!"

Camille was sweating bullets and she began pushing. Every push she gripped my hands tighter and I was sure my hand was going to break. I look down as the doctor sat up some noticing his hands and arms were drenched in blood.

"WHAT THE FUCK!" I yelled, successfully slipping my hand loose as I ran to the trash can to throw up.

"What the fuck, Chris?!"

"Don't what the fuck me! What the fuck that!" I pointed to her pelvis, as more blood came gushing out along with a baby head. "Oh god." I threw up again.