° Is It Time Already? °
"You want a baby shower?" Anya ask me.
"No. I don't like people. Plus i don't really have that much friends." i ate a slice of pizza.
"Well you can have a little get together for that millionaire baby. Invite your sisters and people you're close to. You told me they reached out to you and have been conversating eversince."
"I didn't tell them I'm pregnant. And if i do tell them, they won't talk to me. It's a win win."
"How so?" she ate the crust from her pizza.
"They don't find out and be happy, and i won't get to see them and be happy. See. Win win."
"That's dumb dumb."
"I don't care. I thought you didn't like kids."
"I don't like kids that are after the age of one year old. They rude as fuck. I like babies. The ones that can point out things they want and mumble stuff. I feel connected to them more."
"Oh. Well i think you would be a great mother when the time comes. It takes time." i sighed.
"I know. Are you okay?" she reached across the table and held my hand.
"I don't feel well." i mumbled.
"How do you feel?" she panicked. I didn't wanna scare her because i think I'm having contractions. I couldn't get away from this pain. I wasn't due to have baby until next week and i was scared now.
"Take me to the hospital." i fold my lips.
"Oh shit. Where ya keys at?" she ask since she took an uber here and i drove.
"Bag." i groaned in pain.
Soon, she helped me up and carefully walked be me to my car. She strapped me in before getting in the driver's side and drove off.
"How does this work? Uhmm...." she held my hand. "Okay take deep breaths. I don't know what I'm doing." she panicked.
"Just drive. Take me to St. Bernards Hospital." i told her.
I was in so much pain, it was scary. I remembered i left Adam at home sleeping so i called him on numerous occasions. He answered on the second ring when i called the 4th time and i told him i was going in labor. I had to calm him down as well as myself.
"Can't you go any faster than this?" i exhaled.
"Bitch this the fastest i can go. I'm doing 85 in a 45 zone. Some GTA type shit. We're almost there."
When we got to the hospital, they wanted to assign me to a normal room but i wanted a private room since Adam says so. He haven't got here yet so i was waiting.
They had me in a gown already with needles in my arm and i was chewing on some ice. I was 6 centimeters dilated so i had a long way to go. While i was in my room, Anya was sitting beside my bed filling out a form for me.
"What's your middle name?" she ask.
"Is that relevant?" i looked over at her, clearly irritated.
"They put an asterisk beside it so yeah."
"Patti." i sighed.
"It's not bad. It sounds like you hate it though." she spoke while writing.
"I do."
"Why?"
"My parents hate me. The only great thing they've done was giving birth to me and giving me the name Serenity. I'll never treat my child the same way they treated me."
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Serenity's Desire
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