~•Jayoni Amir Carter•~
Z had been in labor for about 10 hours and was now dilated 7 centimeters. She would soon be able to push and Lord knows a nigga was happy to hear that shit.
Cause Zhari Giovanni Welsh was buggin'.
"I'm ready to puuuushhh! Get this baby out of me!" She squeezed my hand undergoing another contraction.
"If you break my hand," I trailed off.
"What you gone do? WHAT YOU GONE DO IF I BREAK YO HAND?!" She got loud squeezin' my hand tighter before I pulled away to flex it.
She fuckin' lucky right now. She fuckin' lucky.
"Your contractions have hit four minutes apart so you're reaching 8 centimeters of dilation." Dr. Cronin explained to us. By us I mean me, Z, my mom, Z's mom, I'Liyah, Kaiah, Kim, Mia, Z's father, Z's avó, and Madear.
When the time came for Z to push, it would only be me, Z mama, and my mama seeing as though we were restricted to a 3 people maximum.
"Can I have ice? I want ice." Z announced.
"You can have ice. I'll be right back." Dr. Cronin left the room.
"You sure you don't want to get the epidural, sweetie?" My mama asked Zhari.
"No, I want to do this natural. But it hurts so much." She cried. "I hate you."
"But I love you." I responded since she was talkin' to me.
The room filled with light chuckles as Z sent me a death glare. She better chill her lil ass out.
~•Zhari Giovanni Welsh•~
6 hours later at 7pm on July 1st, It was time for me to push.
Now in the room, it was Jay, my mom, Ms. Miranda, Dr. Cronin, the OB Tech, the Nursery Nurse, and 3 specialists.
They propped my legs up and prepped me to push.
"Okay now, Zhari. On your next contraction, I need you to push as hard as you can for 10 seconds. You ready?"
I shook my head no. I was in so much pain and on top of that, I was nervous.
My contractions were now 90 seconds apart so my next contraction came quickly but I didn't push like I was advised to.
"We have to get that baby out of there, Zhari. You have to push."
"Come on now, baby girl. You have to push." Mommy coached.
Jay gripped my hand as reassurance of him being right by my side.
I nodded as Ms. Miranda wiped fallen tears from my face.
As Jay held my right hand and mommy held my left, I did as instructed and pushed for 10 seconds. Ms. Miranda rubbed my forehead soothingly and I knew I was getting hella sweat on her hand.
"That's good, Zhari now breathe." Dr. Cronin instructed.
Jay tried to kiss my forehead but I grabbed his lips into my hand. "If you bring your lips anywhere near me, I will rip them off your face. Back up."
He was the reason I was in this position now!
Next contraction, I pushed again for another 10 seconds. Then again.
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The Thug's Lady
Teen FictionEven with one of the worst pasts imagineable, Zhari Giovanni Welsh is the nicest and happiest person you could ever come in contact with. Even though her past has tainted her life and her view on the male generation, it didn't stop the well known dr...