The Diary of a Teenage Psychopath #Completed

Chapter 24 - Hospitals

ecember 16th

Dear Simon,

It has taken me a few weeks to write to you. I will explain in as much detail as I can what happened.

On December 2nd, my water broke. Chester was sleeping over as his school is on winter break until New Years. He woke me up, thinking I had peed the bed, but that was not the liquid that trickled along the bed sheets. My water broke and it was time.

It was time to deliver baby Simon.

Contractions stiffened and rocked through my entire body. A pain so wrenching that I was covered in sweat and tears within a few minutes.

"Shit!" Chester mumbled under his breath.

He had prepared a bag of things and set them up by my bedroom door in case this happened. The baby wasn't due for another 3 weeks but the doctor mentioned that it could be sooner or later. I thought I had more time. More time to prepare, even though the 9 months was plenty, it wasn't enough.

Chester grabbed the back and helped me put on my jacket and shoes, then put his own winter clothes on. I was screaming and holding my stomach for dear life. It was like lightning bolts taring inside of me, my voice was the thunder.

"It's going to be alright, baby. It's going to be good." He saaid reassuringly.

"Nancy!" He called my mother by her first name, I hadn't heard it in such a long time that I almost forgot she had a first name. She was in her room, but no doors opened and I heard no footsteps.

"Nancy! The baby is coming!" Chester screamed at the top of his lungs. Still nothing. He grabbed the bag and his keys and ran down to the car. I heard the car roar to a start and then I heard footsteps running back up the steps.

As another contraction ran through my stomach, I gritted my teeth and groaned, my breath heavy and jagged.

I felt Chester's hands help me to my feet and I try to work with him as we went down the stairs and got into the car, but he did most of the work, it felt as though I had floated to the car instead. The contraction subsided for a moment, I strapped myself in.

Soon Chester was in the driver's seat, checking his mirrors and pulling out of the driveway.

He was showing me how to breathe. I did as he said.

"Just like that baby, you're doing great." He was speeding and honking. Stopping at red lights, only if he had to. He rolled down the window.

"She is about to deliver a baby, get the fuck out the way!"

The contractions came back and I held my stomach and screamed loudly. I know I frightened Chester because his face looked panicked now and even he was sweating.

"Easy, babe. We'll be there soon." He said.

I took a glance out the window and quickly realized we had passed the clinic a few minutes back. Fear shot through my body and all the nightmares entered all at once. I saw you Simon, I saw you die over and over again. Repeatedly. I saw the car colliding with ours. I felt your hand in mine.

"Where are we going?" I yell at Chester.

He is focusing on the road. "Chester!" I called loudly.

"We're going to the hospital, Hedy!" He said sternly.

I screamed from the core of my body.

"No!" The scream erupted so loud that Chester swerved and regained control of the car.

"Please, no!" I began weeping and screaming and kicking.

"No! No, no, no, no!" A contraction hit again causing me to writhe in pain. This one was the worse contraction I've had. I was covered in sweat and my arms were flying and hitting the car window and windshield.

"Hedy, stop! You're going to hurt the baby!" He screamed at me.

"Pull over!" I said demanding. I held my stomach and cried out again.

"I'm not pulling over! You need to get to a hospital!" Chester screamed back. I could see the anger and panic in his face. And I could see your bloody head and open eyes in my memory, Simon. I cried out unable to breathe. Like my lungs were cut off and oxygen had no way of getting in. I began to see black patches as the pain became so much, I could barely concentrate.

"Hedy!" Chester yelled. I heard is voice and began to unbuckle my seat belt.

"Pull over, Chester. I can't go there. You know I can't go there. You know that." I mumbled on and on but I didn't know if he could hear me. I managed to unbuckle the seat belt. Finally I could breathe.

I inhaled sucking in as much air as I could.

"Put your seat belt back on, Hedy! Please? We're almost fucking there!" He yelled now, his veins popping out of his head.

I couldn't breathe again. We were headed to where Simon was pronounced dead. I couldn't breathe.

I choked and inhaled as a next contraction spiked through my abdomen.

I couldn't breathe and I just kept thinking about how I couldn't breathe or speak to Chester properly.

My lungs had disappeared again.

I turned the lock and opened the car door. Immediately the car door hit a close by pole and flew off into the distance.

"HEDY!" Chester screamed. He began to break but in a desperate attempt for air I jumped out of the speeding vehicle.

A splash of air hits my face and I smiled able to breathe again, then all in one moment, a flash of blood blurred my vision.