Ever lasting Nochelle(sequel to a Nochelle Pregnancy)

Chapter twenty two || Pain

I'm so sorry that this book hasn't been updated in forever but you know how it is, you go back to school and instantly get bombarded with coursework. I don't really have the time anymore to write but I will try for you guys. Anyways enjoy ❤️

Noah's PoV
"Noah...I think-think..I'm having contractions!"
She's what?! Richelle hurdled forward, clutching at her stomach in pain. No. No she can't be! It's too early! Her due date is not until next month. I looked around the room only to see that everyone was staring at us with a mixture of panic and confusion. Okay..what do I do? Her hospital bag is at home-about a twenty minute drive from the studio. There is no way I could get home and back again before the ambulance arrived. Oh shit! An ambulance. We need to call one! I must have zoned out for a few minutes because next thing I knew, James was up in my face shaking my shoulders and a bunch of girls were surrounding Richelle.
"Yo dude! Where's your phone?! Give it to me so I can call the ambulance!"
He exclaimed urgently. Richelle let out another scream of pain, scrunching up her nose and eyes tightly. Poor Richelle.
"Noah! Dude!"
Said James shaking at my shoulders. I quickly whipped my eyes over to him only to find him looking at me expectantly. Oh right! My phone. I reached down before pulling my phone from my pocket and slamming it into his palms. He quickly unlocked it before tapping something into the keyboard. Next thing I knew it was up at his ears.
"Hello? Ambulance? We have a lady who has gone into labour..."
I was only able to hear the first few sentences as he walked off into the crowd which had seemed to gather around us. I let my eyes focus back onto Richelle, who was now sat on a chair. Little beads of sweat had started to gather on her forehead as she let out another scream.
"You're doing great Richelle!"
"The ambulance will be here any minute, don't you worry"
"It will all be okay!"
The girls tried to reassure her. Michelle came round to her side and put a comforting arm around her shoulders as Richelle let out another scream. I felt a hand on my shoulder. Huh? I looked back only to find Henry staring at me profusely.
"Dude. Help her!"
He pleaded, wincing as Richelle let out another yell. What am I supposed to do? It's not like I can physically have the baby for her. If I could I would, believe me. I witnessed the amount of pain Richelle went through to give birth with Sophia. And to believe that she was only sixteen when she did so, she is probably the toughest woman I know. Another intense wave of pain rattled through Richelle as she let out another scream of agony. From the corner of my eye I saw James scramble his way through the crowd.
"The ambulance is on there way. About ten minutes they expect. Here"
He extended out his arm-my phone resting in his fingertips. I took it from him, stashing it back into my pocket.
"NOAAAH"
Moaned Richelle. Tears had start to gather in the corner of her eyes and drip tantalisingly slow down her red cheeks. She..she...oh god...she's in so much pain. I need to help her somehow. I walked forward slowly and leant down by her side. Carefully I took her hand, squeezing tightly. Richelle turned to look up at me-squinting. She breathed in and out, her lips dry as she gripped tightly onto my hand as the pain once more consumed her. Just like last time. Let's just hope she doesn't fracture my hand like she did when giving birth to Sophia. For a person who is so little, she is sure strong.
"Noe.."
Mumbled Richelle, leaning towards me. I leant down so that she didn't have to struggle to get up in her current state.
"Make them go away..."
She pleaded desperately. Oh Ritchie. I looked around at the big crowd that was surrounding us. Of course she feels self-conscious. Who wouldn't? I nodded my head in agreement before turning to large crowd-standing up.
"Guys. Can you...can you back off a little.."
I tried to be kind about it but sometimes you just need to get straight to the point. I saw a few looks of realisation cross people's faces. So they understood then? James was the first to step back, followed by Henry and finally the rest of A troupe until only a few select people stood around us; Michelle because she's basically like Richelle's sister by now, Riley because it was her studio and then Emily and Giselle for moral support(not like they can do much anyways). Richelle let out another pain staking scream. How long had it been since James called the ambulance? Five? Maybe ten minutes? God I hope it arrives soon!
     I rushed back down to Richelle's side and took her hand. Oh Richelle. Her face was slightly red and beads of sweat had started to form on her upper brow. I wonder how much work it takes to actually give birth. I'll never know personally. I mean I'm a man...it's not like I'm ever going to experience it myself. Richelle let out another yell, gripping tightly to my hand. It felt like every bone in my hand was going to break.
"You're doing great Richelle, you're making it look easy!"
Said Riley with a reassuring smile, although I knew she was even unconvinced. Richelle gritted her teeth at her, giving her an angry look. Bad move Riley. If there is any thing I've learnt about labour it's to not offer advise on what she should be doing and how she could be better. She's already in enough pain, she doesn't need my opinion.
"AHHHHH!!!!"
Richelle yelled out in pain. I couldn't help but wince and advert my eyes, as she clutched tighter to my hand. I turned to face the group of people over in the corner who had their backs facing us. Even from afar I could tell how uncomfortable they were by their hunched backs.
"Noah.."
I heard someone whisper. I turned back to our little group around Richelle.
"Do something Noah! Think back! What did you do last time to calm her down?.."
Riley asked me discreetly so that Richelle didn't hear us. I cocked my eyebrow at her. Is she being serious? When Richelle was giving birth to Sophia all I could do was pace up and down until I put a hole in the carpet. Heck! My aunt was better help to Richelle! Ugh, I wish she was here now. I miss her..
"Noah!"
Riley called, catching my attention again. She looked at me in disbelief. I shrugged my shoulders at her.
"I don't know..I wasn't much help to her last time!"
I exclaimed, looking back at Richelle. Her face was red and wet with sweat. She's so little, no matter what she is going to face pain. I'm just going to have to face up to that. Even though I hate seeing people in pain.
"HELLO!!"
Wait-?! Is that the ambulance? I looked up at James only to find him rushing towards the door.
"HERE!! WE ARE IN HERE!!"
He called out into the corridor. A few minutes later two people dressed in bright yellow jackets came rushing into the studio, pulling a stretcher along with them. They assessed the scene in front of them before their eyes tumbled over to Richelle.
"Hello honey, can you hear me?.."
The women paramedic asked soothingly as she squatted beside her. She was middle-aged with soft, caring eyes. Richelle opened her eyes warily, looking up at her. She licked her lips in order to speak but no words would come out. In the end Richelle nodded her head.
"Good sweetie. Now we're-" she flicked a hand over to her male partner."-going to help you to get onto that stretcher okay? I'm sorry love but it might hurt a little. Only for a second though, you don't have to worry love.."
She said with a gentle smile. Richelle just nodded her head weakly. The pain must be really getting to her. The woman looked over at her partner before nodding their heads. They lifted Richelle with a grunt onto the stretcher beside her feet.
"Ugh."
Richelle groaned scrunching her eyes tight.
"You the father?"
The woman asked. Huh? Does she mean me? I looked up at her only to find her looking at me expectantly. I guess she means me then. I nodded my head.
"What you doing down there then? Man up and come and help the girl you impregnated!"
She told me sassily with a sparkle in her eye. Jeez! Alright then! I quickly got up and took my position beside Richelle. I stroked my fingers through her matted hair to calm her a little before putting a soft kiss on our clutched hands. As we walked out of the studio, toward the ambulance I couldn't help but glance at everyone's faces. Some offered concerned glances but others held looks of hope and congrats.
    I suppose I should be thinking about this rationally. I don't think the whole situation has really sunk in. I'm about to become a father for the second time in no time at all. Well..I suppose it depends on how long her labour is. But..but that's crazy! God. I can't wait to meet my little boy.

Crappy ending but I wanted to get something out for you guys tonight. I hope you all enjoyed ❤️