The Birth of a new beginning
Hisana's P.O.V
I clenched my eyelids together so tightly that I must have busted blood vessels in both eyeballs. Deep screams escaped from my throat but failed to end the pain. My face was wet from tears and sweat and my sodden hair was matted in small dreadlocks that clung to my cheeks. My whole body writhed in agony that would not suffice. My head pounded with the feeling that it would explode. I felt like I was dying from the inside.
My hand found his and clung tightly. My fingers wrapped around his and I felt the tension of his muscles, I was hurting him, probably cutting off his circulation, but he did not cry out, he didn't say a word, just for me. I looked over to him and saw how pale his face was; he was suffering by watching me suffer. His eye pupils refused to leave mine. He knew as well as I that it was not over. The worst had not yet come.
My breathing was shallow and labored, and each breath came harder and ragged. My heartbeat was racing as if I were in a marathon. Sights in front of my eyes began to swim before me and dim. It was like I was somewhere between life and death. My pain threshold was being tiptoed by fate and I blacked out for seconds at a time.
"Hold on." I could hear him say. His sweet voice echoed in my ears. I loved him more than I loved myself, but at the same time, I hated him with a vicious fury. I couldn't help but blame him for what I was enduring. I wanted him to feel what I felt and bleed like I bled. I wanted him to hold me and tell me that everything was going to be alright.
I knew what was happening and I knew what was going to happen. I was nearly there! It was almost over! I held his bruised and swollen hand tighter than ever as I entered the worst part. I screamed as new waves of torture washed over me. I felt so ready, but at the same time, unprepared. Nothing could have ever prepared me for this.
"You can do this. You are the strongest woman I know." He said as my wedding ring bore into his fingers.
I struggled and screamed and pushed with all of my might! It was almost over! Just one more push!
Silence washed over the room in a hush like death. My ragged breathing was the only thing that could be heard. What happened? Why was it so quiet? Was something wrong?
The room was suddenly awake with the cries of a newborn baby. It sounded so beautiful!
"She's so beautiful," he began as he held the tiny bundle, tears formed in his eyes. "You did good."
"She?" I asked. I had always wanted a daughter.
"Yes, a beautiful little girl with a angel face like her mother." He said. He was trying to holding back tears that so desperately wanted to fall. He held the crying infant close to him as possible.
"She's ours, of course she's an angel. And I know just what to name her." I began. My wedding ring seemed to gleam brighter in the light than before. We were now an official family.
"Her name will be , Rukia.." I stated as I saw the brightness of his eyes and reached out to hold the little life that we had so created in love. Our daughter was love personified. It was in that moment that I knew why I had been put onto this earth.