Chapter 3 | Giving Birth

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                                                                                 --_Jen's pov_--
I run towards the door, while I know what's out there. I open the door and there she is, looking like a freak once again. She breaths hard. We've been best friends since third grade, and I can't stop talking to her. She got married five months ago, since she's pregnant with her second child. "I'm in labor." She says. "Ricardo and James are in the car." Ricardo is her husband and James is her first child. I put my arm around her. "Little April will be here soon, Cara. Everything's ok." I tell her. She says she wants an at-home water birth and so on. I touch her belly. She smiles slightly. "Is there something your not telling me?" I ask. She nods. "I'm pregnant with twins, a boy and a girl. Little April and Adam." I sigh and smile. I have told anyone besides Pat that I'm pregnant. "Geez, your getting fat!" She says, and laughs. I smile and laugh. "I'm pregnant, Cara. I'm finding out the gender today, but I may have to re-schedule, I mean I don't want to miss April and Adam's birth. I run inside. "Pat, I'll be gone for a while!" I say. He says ok, and I get in her car next to James. He laughs for no reason at all, which is quite normal for James. "I a big brother!" He screams. I laugh. My face is red with anticipation. I can't wait for little April and Adam! Ricardo starts driving, and I sigh. I wish I could find out the gender today! 

An Hour Later

Cara's midwife is here, helping her through it all. Adam was already here, and just little April to go! "Push, Cara. I know you can do this!" I say calmly. She pushes, I see April's little head, then the chest, then the stomach, than the feet. She's here. I smile and shed a tear. I have the right to be crying. This is amazing. Childbirth, the universe, two little children. I look down and think about my childhood. The Internet has one secret they don't know about me. Life can be easy for some people, but not me. Pat doesn't even know this about me. I was abused as a child, and I was kidnapped at three months. They had missing posters up and everything, but I was living all the way in Egypt. All that time I thought I was the same as them, that they were my parents. But it all made sense when I turned thirteen. I noticed it was way different. I realized I was different, that they weren't my parents. I decided to run away to Connecticut and met Pat while working at the animal shelter. I wish we wouldn't of met...

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