Tiny Hands
This is my first Bechloe fanfic, I do not own anything other than the seedy thoughts that happen to run through my mind ;) Debating whether to make this into a decent long-ish story or just a short one… Let me know what you think. Enjoy!
CPOV
"BECAAAAAAA!" I screamed as the contractions got stronger, ripping through my body like all my bones are been crushed at the same time. Beca is at my side in an instant, her hand wrapping around my own being crushed by my death grip. I pant out as the contraction wears off feeling her free hand instantly go to my head, laced with sweat as she pushes the loose strands of hair out of my face.
"You're doing so well Clo, I love you" tears are brimming on the edge of her eyes and I can't help but get lost in them. Nothing has changed for me since I first saw Becs that day when she was a freshman at the activities fair.
Six years after graduating Barden, here we are, about to welcome our baby into the world and begin our family. I think back to the day that I found out I was pregnant…
Fuck… It worked… It actually worked! I held my mouth as I stared down at the three little pee sticks in front of me, all reading positive. I sat on the edge of the bath just looking at them in disbelief. I didn't realise that I was crying until the noise of the door woke me from my trance. Beca tip toed inside, her head peaking around the door
"Chlo? Is everything okay?" I saw her gaze drop down to the tests laying in my hand, my tear stained face leading her to believe the latter
"Bec…"
"No, baby, it's okay, we can try again, we'll keep trying Chlo"
"BECA!" I had to practically shout to get her attention. She looked at me like a dear caught in headlights "Becs, please just sit down and listen" she nodded and sat beside me, her hand wrapping around mine, squeezing it reassuringly "Becs… we're going to have to start decorating the nursery" I couldn't help my grin as I watched her eyes go wide, realisation hitting her
"We're gonna be parents? Clo? Seriously? Are you fucking with me right now?" I laughed as I nodded at her, both of us standing up with the excitement as her arms wrapped around me, lifting me up us both laughing with happiness. I wrapped my legs around her waist, bringing my head down to rest on hers
"I love you so much Beca Mitchell" I looked straight into her eyes "you're going to be a brilliant Mum" Her lips crashed into mine, her tongue tracing my mouth, asking for permission before deepening the kiss. Her hand gripping my arse firmly as I whimper at her touch before finally pulling away from her "take me to bed" my voice slightly horse and thick with lust and plead
"FFFUUUUUCCCKKKKKK!" I scream out as I give the final push, before falling back into the bed, hearing the fresh set of lungs screaming out, welcoming her arrival into the world. I turn my head to look at Becca
"Holy shit Chlo, you did it. She's here. She's beautiful babe, I love you" I smile in exhaustion as she places a kiss on my lips before going to hold our daughter
"You're a natural Bec" I managed to whisper out before everything goes black and my eyes roll to the back of my head
BPOV
I can't believe that I'm stood here holding my daughter in my arms. There's not enough words in the world to describe how I'm feeling now and how proud I am of Chloe for bringing our beautiful daughter into this world. I lift my gaze from the precious newborn and look to Chloe as she tells me I'm a natural at this, except I can see her smile fading and her eyes begin to roll to the back of her head
"Chlo, baby. Docs! Help!"
They all rush around her bed as the monitors begin there loud dissent throughout the room "w..what's going on? Is she okay?"
A nurse turns to me before ushering me out of the room door
"Miss Mitchell, we need you to wait out here. It seems Miss Beale is haemorrhaging, she'll be going straight down to theatre so we can stop the bleeding."
My eyes widen instantly, my stomach dropping and heart beating fast
"Please save her…" I look down to our daughter "I can't do this alone. She hasn't even held her yet" the tears start free flowing down my cheeks
"We'll do all we can Miss Mitchell. You just wait up in here and the midwives will be round to check on your daughter"
And just like that, I was left in the room. Just me and our little miracle. I look down at the tiny human in my arms. I'm meant to protect her, look after her, me and Chloe together, yet all I can think of is Chloe in the operating room and her being the reason why.
So this was just a very small opening chapter… I don't know whether to carry this on and make a full story out of it or just a short one? Let me know what you guys think =)