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Sorry I took kindda long to write this but hey, I started and finished this today. So, yaay! I couldn't think of much so this isn't really good in my opinion. Thank you for all the support and some reviews! I really appreciate it. c:
I can't really think of what to write next, so Idk. I'll have to refer to my plot notes. Ah. Enjoy tough!
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The doctor wasn't the least panicking, "We have to deliver the baby now." He said calmly as he walked over to where he had left his gloves and placed them on and stood in front of Gwen who was too weak to even groan; she hurt like hell and she couldn't bare the pain anymore. Plus, the energy in her was draining away, the child inside her was definitely hungry. He couldn't stop draining of his mother like a parasite. "Mr. Levin," he doctor said, "Are you serious about this?"
Kevin was standing there quietly, he couldn't do much at the moment and he left complete useless right next to his wife who was pretty much holding onto her dear life. Before he could open his mouth to reply the doctor, his wife choked a small weak "Yes, please, hurry." And Kevin nodded to the doctor and regretted the second after. He was too afraid that he would lose both of them, Kevin Levin was afraid.
Her grip on the mattress and soften up but her knuckles still white. Her face paler than the moon, she was about to let go and finally give up. Her eyes were fluttering close, slowly. It seemed as if the time around her was going slow and painful; she wanted it to end. Then she heard dripping of liquid hitting the floor, her whole world had already gone blurry but the sound was still piercing her ears then it grew louder and louder and it sounded like someone threw a whole bucket of water on the floor. What was going on, she thought as she eyelids dropping down halfway. She couldn't care anymore though, she was too tired. Way too tired. She let her eyelids drop all the way, the dripping sound stopped and she fell asleep; deep sleep.
The doctor was trying as hard as he could, his patient's water just burst and not only water was coming out of her, blood was gushing out too. This was a dangerous sign. There was a lot of blood, it was staining the whole marble floor already. There was no way he could ask the patient to push, he glanced at her and her eyes were already closed. There was one thing left to do, he had to force it out. He couldn't cut anything anymore, there was no way he will let the patient loose anymore blood.
He had trouble letting the baby out, it was still too hungry to leave. It wanted food so immediately, it refused to come out of the mother but the doctor wasn't going to give up. And he managed, he managed to finally got the baby out and to his surprise, it was a boy. A beautiful one.
Kevin on the other hand had been forced to leave once the blood started gushing out of his spouse, he was worried sick. He heard no sound coming out of his wife and worried that she might have already been dead. Shut up, Kevin. He told himself. You're not going to lose her. She said she'll come back. You believe her, don't you? Of course Kevin believe her, she was practically the only one he trusted- besides Ben. Kevin gulped, taking a seat on one of the many plastic chairs across the operation room. He couldn't make out anything from the translucent glass wall which separated the two; he was already straining his ears to hear any sign of sound, a scream, anything; he just wanted to hear life coming from her.
He couldn't keep still too, he's been pacing, up and down the glass wall, trying to peer through and make out what was happening but didn't manage to. All he saw was globs of blurriness moving around. He put a hand on where a bright orange glob was on the glass and sigh, that would be Gwen. Her hair, no one could miss sight of the colour of her hair. He wished with all his heart that she would be okay. Just as he was about to do another routine of pacing around, the glass double doors of glass window flew open. The man with white hair stepped forward, grinning his butt off. This must be good news, Kevin thought and managed a smile.
"Did it? Is she?" Kevin asked smiling already. Gwen, Gwen was alright. She did it. She made it through. The doctor's grinned died a little and that made Kevin flinched. "Gwendolyn, she's, she's fine I would say. She's very weak but fine. She'll survive." The doctor said calmly, "But, Mr. Levin, I need to tell you something in private. Oh," the doctor then smiled pleasantly, "Congratulations on the child, it's a boy." Kevin knew the doctor wasn't telling him something but nodded quietly anyway. He wanted to see her and his child, he knew they were fine. They were very fine.
"Gwen," Kevin breathed, walking past the doctor and entering the room but he got no response. His eyes widen a little at the sight of his wife. She looked like she was dead, she looked absolutely terrible. Her cheekbones were sorely sticking out and the skin was paler than ever, her hair had even lost a little of its red zing. And he hands, bones were practically showing, it was as if she was just made of bones and skin. Kevin stared in horror, he did this to her. He did this to her. She didn't deserve this. What had he done?
He shook his head slightly, disgusted at himself. He almost killed her; he couldn't forgive himself. She looked so fragile on that bed, too fragile. He wanted to go over to her and whisper soft complimens that she had done it, it was finally over but he couldn't. He couldn't cause he was scared, scared that he might hurt her more and break her. He had already done enough damage to the poor girl. All he did was stood there, staring at her pitifully. When a voice broke him out of his sympathy and guilt, "Would you... Like to see him, Mr. Levin?"
Kevin looked over to where the voice was coming from, there stood a lady in her mid-thirty. In her arms was a little blue bundle, that must have been his son. Kevin didn't say anything and walked towards the nurse, she smiled slightly and handed him the little figure in the blue bundle. Kevin took his baby from her carefully and smiled a little when he saw his baby's face. He was beautiful, he thought. They did a great job creating this beautiful baby. But... Gwen, she... Didn't deserve going through all that for him. What has he ever done to her, she didn't deserve the pain.
The baby opened his eyes to see who had hold of him this time. He revealed his sparking emerald pools to his father generously, then closed it back a few minutes later. The baby thought the person holding him was fine and meant no harm, he kind of liked him already. But he was tired and went back to sleep. Kevin smiled at this, he had her eyes. "Devlin," Kevin said to his son, "You're name is Devlin. Devlin Levin." He remembered when he and Gwen were picking out names.
"What about Jennifer?"
"No, Kevin," Gwen turned away from the pot she was stirring at and said, "Do you want me to name our baby as that stupid Jennifer Nocturne?" She then glared at her husband then turned back violently to the soup she was making. "Gwen," the dark-headed man said calmly, slightly shaking his head and trying to hide that smile on his face, "That was years ago."
"I don't care. I'm not naming our baby Jennifer. Plus, what if it was a boy?" She put her mixing spoon down and glanced at her bump. She really hoped it was a boy. "I really want it to be a boy," she shared what she was hoping for with him. "And, he would definitely be a darn handsome one."
Kevin raised an eyebrow at his lovely wife, his eyes fixed on her back, "Isn't it obvious? He'd be a gorgeous guy, like me."
Gwen laughed and turned her head to look at her husband, "Yeah, right."
"So, you're saying I'm not handsome?"
"Well..." Gwen's smile widen.
"Gwen!" Kevin whined, "I am handsome, like, seriously! Look at me!" he gestured towards his face and frowned. "If I wasn't handsome, why would you even marry me?"
"Cause," Gwen said smiling, holding back giggles, "'You have a great personality.'" Kevin scoffed at her comment, "Please," he said, "You called me a jerk a million times and now you think I have a 'great' personality? Gwen, you think I'm handsome. And hot. And dreamy, and-"
"Enough with the self praises. Geez!"
"Devlin." Kevin then suddenly said, Gwen raised an eyebrow at him "What?"
"I said," Kevin repeated, "Devlin, if it's a boy, we name him Devlin."
Gwen's smile disappeared, "You're going to make his name rhyme with yours?" But it didn't sound too bad, she thought. It was actually alright, and she was starting to like the name.
"Jealous it doesn't sound like yours?" Kevin smirked and Gwen placed he hands on her hips, "No.", she said as a matter of fact.
Kevin shrugged and ignored her, "Don't worry. We can let his middle name rhyme with yours."
"Devlin Edward Levin." She said, "I like the name."
He repeated the name, "That sounds good."
They had forgotten that their son's initials were also going to be a number too . His girlfriend would probably make fun of it like how Gwendolyn did.
I didn't know how to end it so it stops there, I guess everyone would be fine in a few days? Weeks, perhaps? But yeah, do you like it hate it? Tell me. c: Written on 7th July 2013, Might update in a week or so.
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