So I've really wanted to write a story inspired by Taylor Swifts song Oh My My My. And I'm just now getting around to it. This is my first story I've written but please don't hold back on reviews, good or bad. I'm looking for a Beta as well. Enjoy.
September 13, 1993 4:21 A.M.
Esme POV
I could hear the phone ringing but I chose to ignore it. Nothing was this important this early in the morning.
"Esme." Carlisle groaned in his sleep, "The phone is ringing."
"Shhh. I'm trying to sleep." I whispered back. It was quiet for a minute before it started ringing again. "Oh for Pete's sake." I groaned getting up. As I walked past my table I saw it wasn't even four thirty in the morning. "What?" I growled as I answered the phone.
"Esme? It's time, the baby's on the way!" A frantic Charlie yelled over the phone. "We're heading to the hospital now!"
"Really?" I squealed, wide awake now. "We're on our way!" Charlie didn't even say bye I just heard the dial tone. "Carlisle!" I yelled running back to the bed. "Get up! Get up! That was Charlie! Renee is having the baby!"
"I'm up!" Carlisle yelled as he made a dash to the closet to get dressed. I threw on a pair of sweats and my tennis shoes. I quickly brushed my teeth and pulled up my hair. I ran to Edward's room and grabbed him a pair of clothes to change into and a bag of pull ups and toys.
"Carlisle! Get Edward!" I yelled as I ran to the kitchen to grab Edward some food and snacks. I ran out to the garage where Carlisle already had Edward fastened in his car seat. I quickly got into the passenger seat as Carlisle got in the driver's side. "Hurry!" I yelled as we left.
We quickly arrived at Fork's General Hospital. I grabbed Edward as soon as we were parked and jumped out of the car. Carlisle followed with the bag. We made it to the maternity floor quickly. The nurse looked up and smiled, already knowing what we were here for. "309."
I smiled back and hurried to room 309. I walked in with a grumpy Edward on my hip, and an out of breath husband behind me. Renee was lying on the bed already in a sweat and holding out to Charlie's hand like it was her life source.
"Oh Es! I didn't think you would make it! I'm already dilated to an eight." Renee huffed out
"Of course I would make it silly. How long have you been in labor?" I asked shocked that she was already that far along.
"I thought they were just Braxton Hicks again! Oh God! Here comes another!" Renee squeezed Charlie's hand even hard and moaned throughout the contraction.
The door opened as the Dr. Morris walked in. "Well hello Dr. Cullen, . I should have known you two would be here soon. I'm sorry to kick you out but…it's time to have us a baby."
I walked over to Renee and gave her a kiss on her sweaty forehead. "You can do this Nea." I looked up into Charlie's frightened eyes and smiled. "Oh Charlie you'll be fine. You're great with Edward." He gave me a small smile and turned his attention back on his wife. I hurried out of the room with Carlisle. We went to the waiting room and sat down. I looked at the little boy in my lap. His eyes were wide open and staring back at me.
"Momma." He whispered giving me a toothy grin. I smiled back as I stared at him. He had just turned two in June. He had reddish brown hair that even at two years old was crazy. He had the brightest green eyes, just like his father. I gave him a kiss on his chubby cheek as he laid his head on my shoulder. I looked up and was met with a brilliant smile on my husband's face.
"What?" I asked with a grin.
"It seems like just yesterday we were teenagers. I can't believe how time has flown." Carlisle whispered. I gave him a smile in return as I got lost in the memories.
Charlie, Renee, Carlisle, and I all grew up together. From the time we were in diapers till now. Our friendship never weakened just grew stronger. We've experienced everything together. I was still reminiscing when Charlie came in cradling something in a blanket. The blanket didn't give anything away as it was yellow. I quickly jumped up waking a sleeping Edward.
"I would like to introduce to you Isabella Marie Swan. Born on September 15th at 5:36 A.M. 6 lbs. and 7 oz.," Charlie beamed showing us the little baby.
"Oh she's adorable!" I whispered as I looked down at a chubby checked little baby girl. She had a head full of brown hair.
"Momma, hers pwetty." Edward whispered looking at Isabella. He reached his chubby little hand out and she grabbed onto it with her hand.
"Yes Edward. Isabella's beautiful isn't she?" I asked looking at my son with a small smile. As I looked at him I realized, raising these two is going to be an adventure.
Welp that's the first chapter. Tell me whether you think I should continue or not. Thanks for reading!