Anna (Go With Him)

Chapter 33 "Emily and Michael"

John's P.O.V.

I suppose it was too damn good to be true. Anna suddenly changed her mind, and decided to stay with Julian...it hurt me, but nothing compares to how much I've hurt her. I was so close to giving up on her...but, she went into labor. I panicked of course.

'What does that mean?!" I felt nausea when I saw that random liquid coming out of her. "Is it bad?"

"Take me to the hospital! Or call someone. ...Julian. Please call Julian!"

"I don't know what's happening, but I'll take you myself" I rushed to grab a towel, and wrapped it around her lower body as I took her to my car.

I put her in the backseat, and then I started the car quickly with my hands shaking.

"Does it hurt?" I asked desperately as I drove.

"A little, but it's actually getting worse" She gasped as she squirmed on her seat. "Just go faster okay?"

"Do you think the babies are coming?" I asked scared.

"JOHN OF COURSE THEY ARE. WHAT KIND OF MORON ARE YOU?! HURRY!"

I nodded. Don't mess with pregnant women. Actually that made me even more nervous.

It took us eight minutes to arrive to the hospital. That's a new record. Soon we got help and Anna was taken to delivery room. I waited outside impatiently. I was scared. I don't know much about this stuff but, wasn't she supposed to wait until she was nine months pregnant ? I don't know. Maybe this is bad...

"Sir"

The doctor scared the hell out of me.

"Yes?"

"Would you mind coming inside?" He gestured me to come in with him.

"ME?!"

"Isn't your girlfriend the one with the twins?"

"Yes, but, is there going to be blood? 'Cause I might faint"

I admit it this time; I'm a pussy!

"There's nothing to be scared of, sir. I'm sure she will appreciate the support. She's very anxious right now"

In that case I shouldn't hesitate. God, just wish I wouldn't faint. She's definitely braver than me.

"Alright. I'll do it"

I walked into the delivery room not knowing what my reaction would be. I thought I'd feel scared as soon as I saw her...but I wasn't. I felt so emotional when I saw her face. I felt like a little girl.... And there she was. She looked exhausted. Her sweet little face was sweaty, and turning red. I knew she was calling me with her eyes. She reached out her hand for me, and I walked slowly towards her. She took my hand, and squeezed it a little. She looked as if she wanted to say something but, couldn't.

"It's okay, babe; I'm here" I kissed her forehead, and she smiled worried.

"John...I can't" She confessed. She started crying.

"You'll be okay, babe"

"I won't make it" She sobbed.

"You need to push now, Ma'am" Said one of the nurses.

She looked at me even more worried than before. She closed her eyes hard as she started pushing. She let out a big scream in vain because it didn't do much.

"You're going to have to do better than that, babe" I said squeezing her hand tighter.

"I'm going to die..." She whined.