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Hey lovvies. I think you guys have noticed but I kind of lost the motivation to continue on with this story. I don't know why but i don't have the same inspiration I had when I started the story. Maybe I'm just being lazy or something, I don't know. Anyway I do hope you guys do enjoy this chapter. Please comment and vote I tell me what you think.
Ayinonimous
James POV
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"Keeping me tied up like a caged animal while labour, isn't fucking necessary!" I bellowed breathlessly, bristling with uncontrollable fury as it clouded my pain and exhaustion. Nothing in this world could have prepared me for this sort of pain. Each contraction of muscle sent ripples of pain throughout my whole body. It was horrible. But nothing could beat the desolation of not knowing if either you and your children are going to make it out alive.
"Wait till I get out of these restraints! I'm going to rip another breathing holes in each and everyone of you MOTHERFUCKERS!" I hissed maliciously, trying my hardest to push through the pain.
"Oh...would you Shut. Up. Already! If it wasn't for those goddamn demons acting as a great leverage...i'd have given more than a breathing hole to scream about." Veronica sneered, irritated by my screams of pain, three small hunched figures following closely behind her as she walked in.
"Now...the doctor and the nurses are here to conduct any essentials you may need during your labour and birth. She will be the one to carry out your operation and any else necessary." Veronica explained, nonchalantly picking at her manicured nails.
"There is no way in hell I am letting anyone fucking touch me!.. You hear me?...No.One. especially if they're hired by you." I spat angrily at her.
"Now listen here, bitch! My pity mood can only stretch so far.The only fucking reason i am doing this shit, is to ensure the health and safety of those demons you're carrying. So If you so much as make this experience any more hectic than it needs to be for me...i'll make you plead for your death." She whispered with such sincerity that when I looked up I was surprised to find Veronica looking down on me with a horrifying glint in her eyes.
"Now before I change my mind... Go start what I hired you for." Veronica commanded, clearly speaking to the doctor.
"Y-yes madam."one of the figures which I could now interpret, was a woman, answered back timidly before moving in my direction, the other two following obediently behind.
A sheen of sweat now covered the entire surface of my skin and the steady buildup of pressure pulsing under my belly was intensifying by the second. The yelling wasn't doing anything but only aggravating my current situation so I opted for the smart solution. Keep quiet.
"The intravenous drip has been inserted. Preparing for epidural."
'This shouldn't right now. I shouldn't be strapped to a bed, in labour, been operated on by a doctor, whom I do not know. I shouldn't be in labour at 7 months and I certainly shouldn't be thinking about, if lockey is coming to save us and if my babies and I will make it out alive.'
"Contractions are getting stronger and increasing in number. We have to hurry. Pain levels have spiked and the patient's blood pressure has escalated."
'This wasn't the way it was suppose to happen. Lockey was suppose to be here, when our babies came into the world."
"Epidural injected. Doc we are ready to commence."
"Right...let's begin. Hand me the scalpel."
"The patient's blood pressure is still high. Other vitals are still good."
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RomanceLockey smiths life was picture perfect. He was the best quarterback in his football team, he had the hottest girl to call his girlfriend and had everyone's attention without effort. But that was all just a facade. On the inside he was suffering. ...
