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Chapter Thirty

Ivy

“Shit on a stick! Abel, I fucking hate your guts, you shit head!” I scream at the top of my fucking lungs. It’s not meant to come out like it sounds, but it feels like I’m being ripped from the inside out. “Where is my fucking epidural? If I don’t get some drugs I’m going to kill every one of you fuck faces!”

“Quite the filthy little mouth on her, huh?” One of the other nurses in the room says as a contraction took over me.

“I’ll take every curse word and every name she calls me under the sun, because that fucking woman is myeverything.” Abel tells the nurse, shifting his gaze to me. “Marrone Dolce, I’m not sorry I got you pregnant, because I don’t regret it one bit. As a matter of fact, I’ll do it again and again until you can’t have anymore.” His words penetrate my ear, making me go soft, but worry creeps in.

“Shit, Abel, I can’t do this.” I whisper on the verge of tears and wanting to give up. “There’s no way I can push a watermelon out of my sweetpea.” Another sensation comes over me, somethingin my stomach. “Why am I cramping so bad? Oh God, it feels like I have to poop!”

“Lie back, let me see how far you are now.” Please, Lord, let it be ten centimeters I think as I insert two fingers inside her. “You’re ten. Come on everyone, it’s go time. Let’s get ready to deliver my baby!” Abel fires off directions as everyone scurries around the room while I just lay there. Feeling more and more tired as my eyes get droopy.

“Abel, I’m scared.”

“Baby, I’ve done this so many times I could probably do it in my sleep.” He grabs my hand, bringing it to his lips and pressing a kiss there. “Do you trust me?”

“With all my heart.”

“I know, now let’s have a baby.”

“Push,Marrone Dolce. Give it all you’ve got. This is the final one.” Abel chants for what seems like the millionth time.

“Get her out of me, Abel!” I scream at the same time the cries of our baby girl fill the room.

It’s one of the best sounds in the world. I thought I’d never be the one to experience.

Kids were the furthest thing from my mind. I had my career I was working on, goals I wanted to pursue, and a certain place in life I wanted to be before I brought a tiny human into this world.

But life has other plans for you.

Always.

Nothing goes as you think it should and sometimes that works out for the best.

“Abel, let me see her.” I whisper.

My throat hurts.

It’s hard to breathe.

Cleaning her off a little, he places her on my chest as the warmth from my body eases her cries. “Hi, baby. I’m your mommy.” I whisper. “I’m so glad you’re here. Mommy loves you so much.” I say, slipping into darkness.

I hear Abel shout something in the background. “Take the baby, her vitals are dropping. Ivy! Ivy, don’t do this to me. Listen to my voice.” I can hear him saying, but there’s another sweet melody that’s calling out to me.

I’m going to answer.

“She’s losing too much blood! I need a crash cart in there,now!”He yells when his warm hand grabs my face. “Don’t you fucking do this! Don’t you leave me!”

“Abel, I love you. Take care of our baby.” And then… I go home.

Voices.

Loud voices call to me, telling me to come back as a bright light reaches out to me.

It’s so green, sunny, and bright here.

I feel like I know this place, like I’ve been here before.

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