Pregnant with his baby (Completed)

Eleven Months Earlier

*This story needs some serious editing, I wrote this when I was 13 so please excuse the spelling and confusingish plot. Read at your risk.*

Chapter 1

"You have to push," my mother screamed at me.

I sat up a bit and squeezed her hand, "I am trying," I screamed back.

"Okay Kelly, give me one big push," the doctor said looking up at me.

I took a deep breathe in and pushed as hard as I could.

"It's going to be okay, just push," my best friend Tiffany said. She wiped the sweat off my face and started stroking my hair.

I ignored the pain and pushed again and again, until I heard her crying/screaming.

"Who's going to cut the cord?" The doctor asked.

I nodded at Tiffany and she smiled excited.

I relaxed, totally exhausted. I heard the doctor instruct Tiffany how to cut the cord and when she was done they took my baby girl away to clean her up.

"That's my girl," my mom smiled and hugged me.

"Uh. Kelly, your going to have to push again it seems as if your having twins," the doctor announced looking up at me.

"WHAT?!" I stared at him and shook my head. "No, no, no mom I can't I can't do it. I can't do this." I was in total panic mode, I wasn't ready for twins...

"Shhh it's okay baby. It's going to be alright. Just push baby I promise your going to be okay," She comforted me.

I felt her and Tiffany take each of my hands and squeezed it lightly trying to comfort me and tell me it was okay.

I felt a strong urge to push so I did. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I screamed. I heard screams and I laid back and sighed. I closed my eyes and took a deep breathe trying to relax.

"Where's Randal?" My mother asked.

She was referring to my 'boyfriend', and the babies daddy. I don't think he would be here, since we just had a fight.

"That's it, who wants to cut the cord now?" The doctor eyed Tiff and my mom.

"Me," I heard the door open and everyone turned to look at Randal who was standing in the doorway wearing scrubs (like everyone else in the delivery room).

"You came back," I smiled and started crying.

"Of course I did," he came and kissed me on the forehead after he cut the baby's cord.

"I'm so sorry I left in the first place."

"It's twins," I informed him.

The nurse came over and started cleaning me up. "Uh make that triplets." She looked at me uneasy.

I stop smiling instantly and stared at them.

"At least I get to see you give birth."

"Shut up," I started crying, half because I was really tired and in pain and the other half was because I wasn't ready for THREE babies. I squeezed his hand as I was instructed to push.

"Ow. Ow. OWWWWWW," I screamed. I bite my bottom lip in pure agony and turned my head toward Randal. He stared at me scared and I growled frustrated, but I ignored him and gave one finally push. The baby came out and was carried away to be cleaned off.

"Congratulation. Would you like to see your babies now?" The doctor spoke after about ten minutes.

I nodded happily and my kids were wheeled over to me sleeping soundly in their hospital bed's.