Leah's POV

So what I should have done was got up and gone to find Jacob and tell him I think I just went into labor. That is what I should have done. But was I did was sit there, at a table, by myself and braced myself for more contractions. For the first time in like nine months, people left me alone. I guess my glamorous luck was back, once I needed people to surround me they were no where to be found. I would have gotten up and went to find Jacob but the pain of the last contraction was fresh in my mind I was mortified to move. I began freaking out, I was going to have the baby soon. I was going to be a mom, I didn't even know how to take care of myself how can I handle another life. Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck. I sat there for another thirty minutes, before another contraction bit its way through me. I couldn't take in anymore, I needed Jacob, but not before making a trip to the bathroom.

Once I got done in the restroom, I knew I was definitely in labor and in need of new pants. I leaned against the wall, scared of what was going to come.

"Leah, you okay, you look really pale," Embry said, walking by. I looked at him, never happier to see him before in my life. Embry was so my favorite person in the world right now.

"Embry!" I screamed. He looked confused.

"Y-yeah?"

"Go call Jacob, go Lassie go, and don't stop until you get him," I said to him. Embry nodded his head, still confused and went to look for Jacob. I felt another contraction coming on as Jacob walked up to me.

"Babe, you okay," he asked. I grabbed his hand and squeezed hard, closing my eyes and biting my lip at the pain. "Leah? What's…. Are you okay?"

"Hos…hospital…baby…..FUCK!" I breathed out. Jacob eyes widened and grabbed me, leading me to the door. Everyone stopped what they were doing and stared at us.

"What the hell, Jake," Quil said. "Not even going to say goodbye."

"SHUT THE FUCK UP QUIL!" I shouted. "THERE IS A PERSON TRYING TO SHOVE THEIR WAY OUT OF MY VAGINA AND THE LAST FUCKING THING I WANT TO HEAR IS YOUR VOICE!" Quil got as pale as a bloodsucker. Jacob rushed me to the car, trying to stay calm. He fumbled with the keys and I noticed his hands were shaking.

"Fuck, damn keys," he cursed as he finally got the key into the ignition and started the car. I heard someone climb in the back of the car before Jacob sped off.

"Honey, are you alright?" my mom asked from in back of me. I was sweating now and the pain was becoming way to overwhelming.

"IF ANYONE ASKS ME THAT AGAIN, I AM GOING TO MURDER THEM!" I yelled. Please, please Jacob get me to the hospital as fast as possible.