It's Time

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Renji's POV:


Shit, that was close..

I barely managed to catch myself before I fell down the stairs at the hospital.

The car drive was turbulent. Drunk driving was certainly not a good idea but I somehow made it to the hospital in one piece and without crashing into anything on my way. Before I arrived, I made sure to drink tons of water and even get some bread to help sober me up. So far that did nothing but make me feel worse, though.


As I rushed to (Y/N)'s room, my legs were about to give out. Not only did I feel dizzy from the alcohol that was still clouding my mind but I was also very anxious. Thinking that I'd potentially hold my baby in a few hours freaked me out. It seemed surreal, like something that wasn't actually going to happen - at least not anytime soon. But now she was in labor, apparently about to give birth and my first child was about to be born.

The closer I got to her room, the harder the heart in my chest beat. Panic began to rise within me; a lot of what ifs ran through my head.

What if I'm not allowed inside?! I mean,.. I.. They can probably smell that I'm intoxicated.. That I'm drunk.

The urge to grab a cigarette was becoming worse with every inch. I was craving release for my nerves.


And then I finally stood in front of it. I could hear her groan through the door. She was cursing and sounded like she was crying. Feeling my heart shatter further, I took a deep breath in an attempt to sober myself up.

Last time I heard that voice, she was telling me to stop hitting her.

The moment that thought struck my mind, I lowered my head. It made me wonder if I even deserved being with her right now. This was a very intimate moment that usually lovers shared.. But we weren't even friends anymore.


"Excuse me, sir. I have to pass through" a nurse informed me - I was blocking her way.


Looking at her with widened eyes, I slowly nodded. She raised her eyebrows in suspicion because she probably saw my reddened eyes and generally red cheeks - the typical drunk expression. After I stepped aside, she immediately passed me and entered (Y/N)'s room without saying another word. As the door flew opened and slowly began to close, I saw her laying on her the bed, on her side, her face red from crying. One of her hands was on her huge baby bump, the other one was clutching onto.. Amon's hand.

This should've been mine.

Seeing how well he got along with her always made me jealous.. Though I had no right to be. He did everything right and I did everything wrong. Of course, he was winning against me - that was what drove me made because I wanted to get back with (Y/N). Right now, it seemed like I was losing her, though.



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Your POV:



The pain I felt was hardly bearable. Blood was continuously leaking from my lower half - something went wrong - and with each passing moment, I felt more and more lightheaded. My stomach was hard as a rock and every contraction seemed to make it harder. It all hurt a lot more than I expected it to be.

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