The Curtis Childhood
Chapter 1: Darry
It was the year 1946 and World War 2 had just finished. Soldiers came home to their wives to start families. Yes, babies were sweeping the county. This also pertains to a young couple in Tulsa. Susan and Darryl Curtis had married fresh out of High School, right after Darryl had been drafted. Susan waited for Darryl like a good house wife. Then, when the war was over, the happy couple do what all the other happy couples were doing and one morning Susan announced she was pregnant. The next nine months were hard, Darryl had a tough time finding a job he could hold for his developing family while Susan had to experience the joys and pains of pregnancy. Then, one night, Darryl was sitting in his armchair when his young wife com running from the kitchen.
"Darryl! My water just broke." She screamed. Darryl jumped from his chair.
"Okay, we know what to do. We need to drive calmly to the hospital. Do you know where the prepared bag is?" Darryl asked calmly. Of course, Darryl had never dealt with a women in labor so he was brutally surprised by her response.
"Bag? Screw the bag! I'm in pan. Get me to the hospital or I'll show you what it feels like." Now scared. Darryl ran to the door and held it open for his wife. She screamed at him to hurry up the whole way, even though he tried to keep the speed limit at first, finally just gave up and sped the entire way. They ran into the maternity room which was filled with about a thirty other wailing pregnant woman because the baby boom had began. Susan got stuffed into a over-crowded delivery room and her faithful husband was at her side the entire time. Not that she didn't notice.
"Darryl, you asshole! This is all your fault! If you ever touch me again Ill make sure you-ARRRRRRRGH!" She screamed as doctor came rushing over.
"Ah, yes, she ready to start pushing. Nurse? Could you please come and assist them?" A nurse came and the doctor was off running to help some other screaming woman. Susan Curtis was still calling her husband every name she could think of and the nurse was telling to push. In less than fifteen minutes, a beautiful baby boy had been born. Wrapping up the newborn with a blue blanket, the nurse handed the babe over to the happy couple before she was called to help deliver another baby.
"Aww, he so beautiful. Look at those eyes." Susan cooed, holding her new son close.
"What do we call him." The dad whispered.
"Darryl, after his daddy." Susan said, still looking at the baby.
"And we can have his middle name be your dad's. Shayne. Darryl Shayne Curtis Jr."
"I like it." Susan said, looking up.
And thus, the Curtis family was started.
A/N: Really short chapter, but more is coming, promise. Please Review