Bad era
Warning: Strong language.
Read pregnant part one to understand the whole story.
"Michael.....I think I'm having the baby." The pain started to hurt more and more as Michael dialed Someone.
"BILL GET HERE QUICK Y/N HAVING THE BABY." Michael kneeled over to me so he could pick me up as bill arrives, helping me. Michael looked at me, cupping my cheek. "Listen, we got this, this is easy like we practiced it, this is all gonna be alright okay?"
(4 hours later)
"PUSH Y/N PUSH." I scream as loud as possible almost the whole building hearing me. "BABY YOU CAN DO THIS." Michael, who was holding my hand assured me. I grab Michael by the collar so I could be face to face with him. "I fucking hate you're guts you little piece of shit, look what you did to me, I swear to god if you don't take care of this baby well, you'll see a whole other side of me that you may regret for the rest of your life, and we don't want that right?" Michaels eyes widen, nodding frightened of what just happened.
I push Michael away, ready to push the baby outside of me. "PUSH Y/N PUSH." I push as hard as I can, making Michaels hand numb. "I JUST WANT THAT PIECE OF SHIT OUT." I cry in pain as I push hard. "WERE ALMOST THERE MRS Y/N JUST ONE MORE PUSH." I close my eyes, ready to push, I could hear Michael and the other people encourage me as I push all my strength.
There was a moment of silence, my head rested on the hospital bed, soon I started hearing a baby cry. " ITS A GIRL." The nurse excitedly announced I look up, to see my baby, my angel. "Want daddy to cut the cord?" The nurse asked as Michael proudly cut the cord, holding onto the baby. I could see the tears in his eyes, the whole scenery was too much to bare as it made me cry too.
"Wanna see mommy?" Michael cooed at the baby. "Here she is." Michael hands me the baby as I cradle her. "Hi baby." Michael looks at me then the baby before saying. "You're mother did a good job taking care of you, now it's my turn." More tears of joy roll down my cheek, Ive never been so happy in my life. I thought this would be a living hell, but it turns out the opposite.
"Y/N, thank you for everything." He leans in to give me a peck on the lips. "I love you." Michael whispers. I look down at the baby,"You're mommy loves you're daddy too."' I say looking back up to Michael again.
