This is the sequel to Being The Bad Boys Sister. This is going to be about Tyler going through obstacles with friendship, marriage , and motherhood. Not only does she have to go through those obstacles, but she goes through tougher choices between b...
I'm gonna get to the story, cause like, yeah. But, before I let you go, here's some memes 😂😂😂👇🏽👇🏽👇🏽👇🏽
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_____________________________ Once we finally made it to the hospital, they put me in the Delivery room right away. Mostly because Emma was hitting people out of the way yelling " move out of my way bitches "!!
" So, how're you feeling "? Emma asks, with a warm smile.
" I feel like I'm going to die any minute now ". I reply, with a fake smile. Emma looked at me with concern in her eyes, but shook it off. David showed up about 3 minutes ago, pretty much looking like a complete disaster.
His hair was messed up a bit, his tie was undone, he looked a little red from running a lot, and speaking a language I don't even know. Who knows if it's even a language. He was talking fast, that's all I know.
" What the hell David?! Did you run a freaking marathon or what?! Calm down, I'm fine ". I say, trying to call him down. He takes in a big breath and nods his head, kissing my right temple.
I smile, but it was ruined by the enduring pain. David looked at me with sympathy in his eyes, as he holds my hand tightly for comfort.
I can tell you now, that one thing is for sure, is that the situation I am in, is fucking outrageous!!! Never again, am I doing this! Next time, I'm making sure! And I mean SURE! That David is wearing protection and I'm using the right prescription! Like LITERALLY!
" So, how're you feeling sweetheart "? My mother asks, gently. Her sweet, soothing, gentle voice makes me smile immediately, making everything feel a tiny bit better.
" I doing a bit good, it just hurts like a bitch right now ". I say, as my mother smiles, while shaking her head. " It'll all be worth it in the end ". My mom says, reassuringly.
Yeah, unless the kid is like me then we all spray holy water on my child and beg for Gods forgiveness, and hope for the best. Other than that.... I hope he is like David. Cause I can barely handle myself sometimes.... (Ha, that sounds wrong 😝.)
