"Where are you two pretty ladies off so late at night?" The Uberman asks.
"I'm giving birth" I pant.
"Who's the farther?" He asks.
Charlotte must've known I'm a bit creeped out, so she takes my hand.
"It's okay babes" She whispers, but loud enough for him to hear.
"Oh, sorry for asking" He says, then he starts driving.
Charlotte laughs quietly, I would laugh too, but I'm in too much pain.
We shortly arrive at the hospital. I'm rushed into the hospital while Charlotte walks up to the receptionist and gives her my info.
We reach the bed and I'm told by the nurse to change into these birth clothes. I've got to admit, they're comfy as hell.
***
Sweat is dripping down my forehead, the bottom of my stomach aching with pain. The nurses are telling me to stay calm. Doctors look panicked. Rapid beeping sounds fill my ears.
The pain is unreal. In my eighteen years of life, I've never felt such pain.
I start to think about the baby. She better have her Dad's eyes and nose. They were my favourite physical appearances on Ethan.
But when the doctors looked at each other, worried expressions. I know something's went wrong. I pray there's something wrong with me, and not the baby, which I've decided on a name for her, Belle Smith.
I start feeling dizzy, very dizzy. I start hearing the doctors talking about something. Beginning with a c? I can't make it out.
That's when I hear one of the doctors shout, "Get immediate help! She's slipping into a coma, get help now!"
Everything around me, slowly turns black.
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It All Started In Paris
Mystery / ThrillerEverything was fine. Three boys, taking three best friends to a trip of a lifetime. Doesn't sound bad does it? That's what they thought...
