Memories (Osix) (Hanahaki sequel)

Chapter 57

My eyes focused on the screen in front of me, but my mind was oblivious to it. The noise became background sounds, and the pictures became blurry.

I was much too worried, and focused on the problem at hand, to focus on some show.

"There it is again" I thought to myself as the pain came once more. It lasted less than a minute before diminishing again. That was the third time it happened within an hour.

Fear climbed in my brain, and I finally couldn't take it.

"Excuse me, I'm going to go back to my room." I announced, pushing myself up from the couch.

"Everything okay?" Bendy asked me as I began to walk away.

"Yes, everything is quite fine." I replied, turning and smiling. "Just getting a little tired that's all." I lied. I hated lying to them, but it was for the best.

"Okay. Have a good rest." Bendy nodded his head slightly, then turned back to the TV.

"Thanks." I mumbled, continuing my way towards the steps. I wasn't planning on sleeping. I was going to give sheba a visit.

She was always in her room now, so it was easy to find her. I walked up to the door and knocked softly. "Sheba?"

The door slowly opened, revealing my childhood friend from behind. She looked off, bags were under her eyes and she looked exhausted. I wanted to talk to her about it, but the pain returned again to remind me why I was here.

"Oh howdy fluffball, what's up?" She asked, her tone nice and energetic as always.

"Can we talk real fast?" I asked, hoping I didn't sound too worried.

"Of course." She pulled the door open more and stepped aside for me to enter.

I stepped into the room and she shut the door. I watched as she quickly locked it after it was shut. Why was she so scared of this place?

"So What's the matter Fluffball?" She asked, settling fown on her bed.

I sat next to her, happy to be off my feet. "I've been." I paused and thought.

Did I really want to worry her? Well I guess I have no choice but to tell her. Maybe not? No I should be honest for once. She's my best friend.

"Feel?" She said my name again, snapping me from the thoughts that were twisting up inside again. They had a habit of doing that.

"Oh yeah." I coughed to clear my voice. "I've been worried about the babies-" I was going to say more but she cut me off.

"The babies will be fine Feel." She chuckled, her laugh actually sounding happy despite her tired looks. "You're just getting worried cause you are so close to your due date." She smiled, "you'll be a great mom, or dad, whatever you want them to call you."

"I-" I bit the inside of my cheek, she sounded so nice and happy at the moment. I couldn't bring myself to say anything now. "Thanks Sheba, that really helped." I forced a smile. "You'll be a great aunt too."

"Well of course," she nudged me. "I'm going to spoil them."

"Oh I know." I chuckled sincerely. We talked for a little while longer until I heard the downstairs door open.

"Well I think I'm going to go." I told Sheba, getting up off her bed.

"Already?" She asked, sounding disappointed. I guess I haven't really been talking to her lately have I?

"Yeah, I'm getting tired." I stretched and yawned. "I'll come see you when I wake up though." I assured, heading towards the door.

"Okay" she bounced up from the bed to follow me. "I'll see you around." She said before shutting the door.

I was going to say goodbye too, but the doro was already shut so I decided not to.

I turned on my heels and left for my room. I knew Ozzy would come up here to check on me in a few minutes anyway.

I paced around my room as I waited. "Come on Ozzy." I thought as my glance shifted between the room and the door.

Time seemed to be going slowly as I waited. Each step seemed to take longer then the last, and than I felt it.

The pain started again, but this time it was a bit worse. I clutched my stomach and took a sharp breath. I needed to relax.

I tried to by taking deep breaths and focusing on other things in the room.

"I remember when we took that picture. It was a month after we got married. We were just sitting around in the backyard on a sunny day. I didn't want the picture taken, but mickey insisted." I examined the small framed picture on my dresser. It was a decent distraction.

"The bunny children made that vase. They were so proud of it, and happy to give it to ozzy and I. I remember the mess-" I was pulled out of my thoughts by a rush of warmth down my leg and then a pain.

My eyes widened as realization sank over me. I had just gone into labor.