Niyah doesn't have the best life. She's 16-years-old and barely has her parents around, works and goes to school, and can barely juggle both. Most people aren't very fond of her, they all think that she's stuck up and think she's better than everyon...
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July 1, 2015 ~ 12:42 p.m.
I was driving as fast as I could to the hospital: hands sweaty, heart beating fast, nerves all over the place. I can't believe it's time for Niyah to have the twins, and to be honest I'm scared as hell. But that's not gonna stop me from loving our daughter unconditionally and teaching our son everything my pops shoulda taught me. I made a promise to my mother, Niyah, and me that I would do everything I could to be the best father I could.
I turned a corner and pulled up to the hospital, parking in the parking lot. I ran inside and asked for Niyah Hernandez. "She's on the second floor in Room 207, it's the second door to the right."
"Thank you." I ran up the stairs and found the room walking in. In the room was Niyah, Courtney, my mother, Michael, her father, and surprisingly Gia and her mother.
"Babe." I kissed Niyah's forehead and held her hand. "Are you okay?"
She gave me a faint smile and nodded, "I told them to wait for you before they started to induce the labor." I smiled and kissed her, "So what are we waiting for?"
7 hours later
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Niyah
I chose Brandon and Anabella to be the people in the room while I gave birth. I could tell my mother was hurt by it but she's been ghost the whole pregnancy and didn't even want us to have the twins. Brandon's mother is the one who helped me and has been nothing but a sweetheart. She was the one there for doctor visits and all the birth and baby training, it wouldn't be fair if she wasn't here now.
"Brandon it hurts so much." I said while crying some more. He wiped my tears and ran his fingers through my hair. "I know baby. But you're strong, you got this."
"Okay Niyah I'm gonna need you to push a little more. The first baby's head is right here, after that the body will slide right out."
I took Brandon and Anabella's hands and started to push. The baby's head started to come out and after 10 minutes of pushing the body finally came out, crying loud af! "It's the boy! What are we naming him?"
