Chapter 18: not sure about that

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Wednesday
November 14 2016
10:11 PM
Melody's POV

It was somewhat late and I was asleep, since you know, I am almost nine months pregnant and I need to get my sleep for this baby.

Gus was still up, working on songs but he came back and got some sleep.

The baby is gonna be a boy.

We're naming him Gus, after Peep.

By now, me and Gus were asleep together.

He usually ends up going back to working at four in the morning which is good for his work because he's passionate but bad for him just in general.

All of a sudden, I felt something wet and I got up, realizing my water broke.

This whole night I was having bad contractions and just felt sick overall.

"Oh my god, Peep." I woke him up.

"Yes, boo?" He opened his eyes.

"My water! I-it broke!" I cried.

"You're kidding!" He grabbed his phone.

"Yea Gus, I am so kidding about this!" I said sarcastically.

"Sorry. I uh, let's go to the hospital." He helped me get to the car and he grabbed the hospital bag.

"I'm scared." I started to shake very intensely.

"So am I. We're gonna be parents." He started driving.

"Peepers, do you realize how exciting this is? We are gonna be leaving that hospital as fucking parents! I can start drinking again." I felt a contraction come on.

"And we're gonna find out if this baby is mine." He looked nervous.

"Fuck! This hurts so bad!" I screamed.

"Its ok." He drove with one hand and held my hand with the other.

"I can't do this." I took deep breaths.

"Mel, boo. We're almost there. I promise you, I'll be there in about two minutes." He assured me.

The unthinkable happened.

A car came driving so fast and just hit the side I was on.

It was so crazy but I just had this weird feeling that maybe this baby will live and everything would be alright.

This did not just happen.

There's no way.

I was in and out of consciousness, while Gus on the other hand was perfectly fine physically but mentally, he was freaking out.

"No! Baby! I'm gonna kill this fucking guy." He unbuckled my seat belt and carried me.

Somehow, he got the strength to carry me, a one hundred and thirty pound pregnant women, all the way to the hospital which wasn't to far away.

"Peepers.... this baby is gonna make it." I caressed his face.

"And so will you." He walked into the hospital.

"I'm not so sure about that." I shook my head.

"But I am." He kissed my head.

His talk with the lady at the front desk was completely inaudible to me since I was finally getting out of consciousness.

Everything went black.

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