Chapter Thirty Seven- The End

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Three months later-
Its been a long nine months and don't get me wrong I love being pregnant but I want this child out of me. "Ahhh!" I screamed causing Dally to come running upstairs.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"I want this thing out of me!" I screamed.
"For the hundredth time our child isn't a thing." He laughed sitting besides me.
"I'll call my baby whatever the hell I want I don't see you carrying her around for nine months." I looked him dead in the eye.
"Just go to sl-" I cut him off by screaming. "What now!" He yelled.
"I think my water broke!" I squeezed into Dallys arm.
"Okay okay um I'll take you to the hospital." He yelled standing up then helping me stand up. He rushed us out of our house and into his car. And this Time it's actually his car. He saved up to buy a car.

We got to the hospital and we went into a private room. I was left alone while Dally went to go call the gang. I started to have a contraction. I was breathing heavily in and out. Then I heard Dally rush in and he almost instantly grabbed my hand. "Listen cali deep breathes." He calmly mentioned to me.

About thirty minutes later the gang arrived and they all flooded into our room. "Hey only two people who aren't the father can be in here!" A nurse yelled.
"I don't want them to leave!" I screamed at her.
"There are seven men in here your sure you want all of them in here." She sassed.
"Yes, I'm sure the father can straighten it out." I looked up at Dally. Her eyes followed mine and she looked almost petrified. She ran out of the room without saying anything else.
"So we got you balloons." Two said handing them over to Dally. He tied them around my bed and they said congrats, it's a girl, and then lastly there was one of Minnie Mouse.
"I love them thank you guys." I smiled. Dally cake and sat on the edge of the bed with me rubbing my back.

Three hours later-
I've been in pain before. Really bad pain. But nothing and I mean nothing was as bad as what I'm feeling right now. "Push!" The nurse calmly yelled.
And within minutes later my baby girl was born into the world. I watched her get taken away from me. "Hey hey I just spent three hours in labor and carried her for nine months where the hell is she going!" I looked around frustrated.
"There just cleaning her baby." Dally kissed the top of my head. "You did it though." I smiled.
She was brought back over to me and they placed her in my arms, "Do you guys have a name?" The nurse asked.
Dally and I shook our heads, "paisley rose Winston." I said looking at her roses red cheeks. Almost perfect huh? I held her a little longer before I handed her over to dally.
"She looks just like you. She's perfect." He smiled.

The gang then came back in and all took turns holding paisley. They all really already love her especially Johnny. When it was his turn to pass her on he was practically on top of pony while he was holding her.
Everyone really loves the name too. Which is good cause we're not changing it and we don't care if they don't like it to be honest.

A year later-
I stood there about to have Darry walk down the isle as I watched Johnny carry the one year old paisley down the isle. They looked so cute. She was wearing a little white dress that was actually a little big on her (picture below).
I was wearing this long white dress that was long sleeved and had a little bit of an open back to it (picture above).
"Are you ready?" Darry asked me.
I peaked into the room and see Dally as hot as ever, "for sure!" I squealed. I heard the music begin to play as the doors opened revealing everyone staring at me. I walked down the isle to be met with Dally. We walked up and said our vows and our I do's.
"Can I kiss her now?" Dally asked making me laugh.
"You May Kiss the bride." Dally instantly connected our lips and dipped me down. After we spilt apart he picked me up bridal style and carried me down the isle. I couldn't imagine a better day. I couldn't imagine a better life.

Paisleys dress

Paisleys dress

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