Do You Think We're Okay? t.f. x reader pt2

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I know all these cliffhangers are just TORTURING you guys, but it's for effect, okay. 😩
I love you guys, we're almost at 200 precious pineapples (followers for the new peeps) 😍

Anyways, on with the heartbreak 💔

"Breathe, just breathe love."

"AHHHH HOLY SHIT, YOU TRY TO BREATHE WHEN A GODDAMN BABY IS TRYING TO ESCAPE YOUR FUCKING VAGINA, YOU DUMBASS!"

So much screaming.
Me, screaming at Tom out of pure pain.
Rupert and William screaming for a doctor to hurry the hell up in this crowded hospital.
And Emma running around like a chicken with its head cut off, squealing, "I'M GONNA BE AN AUNT. OH MY LORD, I'M GONNA BE AN AUNT!"

I was practically breaking Tom's hand in mine, sweat dripping down every body part I had, my hair drenched like I just got out of the shower.

I thought period cramps were touch, these contractions felt like I drank a polyjuice potion, and all of my bones were shifting out of place to make room for this new human being's arrival.

A nurse finally came out, running up to my wheelchair and rushing me to a delivery room.
The only person allowed back there with me was Tom.

They propped me up on the hospital bed, pulling my feet up into the metal holders after they undressed me and put me in a hospital gown.

The doctor came in with a mask and hair cover on, putting on his gloves.

"Who's ready to deliver a baby?"
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5 and a half hours of pushing my absolute hardest, I finally heard a baby's crying and I felt relief in my abdomen.

My eyes were blurry from the excruciating pain, I felt like I was gonna pass out.

"Good job, Miss L/N. We'll clean her up and bring her right back to you." The doctor said, leaving the room with my newborn.

One nurse stayed back, putting a needle into my arm. I hissed as my sensitivity level was higher.
"We'll just put this in, and in 2 seconds, you'll be feeling much, much better."
The nurse smiled, I think, as I couldn't see her mouth, which was covered with a surgical mask.

All I saw was her gleaming, glittering eyes.

She left, leaving Tom and I alone.
"Sweetheart, you did it. You did it. I'm so proud of you."
Tom kissed my drenched forehead, making me smile hazily.

"Who's ready to deliver a baby?"
Tom and I's heads turned to the door, looking very confused.

A new doctor stood in the doorway, looking back at us as confused as we were.

"What the hell is going on-"

And it all went black.