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Bella POV
Rosalie's cries were about to drive me insane. I picked up the cup of ice chips and lifted a spoonful to her mouth as another contraction came and went. Then with one swift movement, her hand raised up and smacked the cup from my hands against the wall.
"I don't want anymore ice! I want the damn epidural already!" she screamed, wincing as the screaming just hurt her more.
"I'm sorry, but they said it's too early."
Rosalie glared at me like this was all my fault. I scooted against the wall as if gamma rays were to shoot from her eyes at me.
"Is there anything I can do?" I pleaded.
She rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Not really, I don't even want you here so why don't you just keep doing nothing until one of my moronic family members actually shows up to aide me!"
I checked my phone again. Emmett still hadn't called me back when I'd called him at least 20 times in the last three hours.
A cry escaped her lips as another contraction came. I went to her side and let her squeeze my hand to death while she threw her head back in pure agony. Tears streamed down her face as she arched her back and gritted her teeth together.
"Just breath! You can get through this," I whispered, not sure if I was trying to convince her or myself. My hand felt like at any minute it might shatter.
She looked up at me with evil eyes. If looks could kill, I'd be dead. I wanted to pull away and run from that look, but she was holding my hand too tightly.
"Holy shit! Just go get a doctor! I want my epidural!" she yelled, trying to breath through the last of it.
When she finally dropped my hand I was sure it was broken. I watching the bright red blob flop down as pain shot through it. I guess I deserved it.
"Are you okay? Has it passed?" I asked her, still more concerned with my hand.
"I'm fine! God..."
Just when I was about to ask her the deal, her doctor and a nurse came in. He was all smiles and the nurse pushed a cart with some junk on it.
"How're you doing Rosalie?" he asked, checking her monitors.
"I'm doing terrible! How does it look!"
The doctore ignored that, probably because he's heard worse.
"Well it looks like we can give you that epidural now. You're almost there."
I thought Rosalie was going to get on her knees and pray thanks to God, her face was so filled with joy. The nurse rolled Rosalie onto her side and then picked up a huge needle.
"I need you to stay very still now, okay?"
Rosalie nodded and I looked away, not bearing to see what was going on. I'd pass out for sure.
When it was over they left the room and I tried Emmett again. Still no answer.
"Where is everyone! I called them this morning!"
I shook my head and sat in the chair.
I don't know how much time passed, but it felt like forever with Rosalie's devil eyes piercing my face.
When her doctor walked back in and clapped his hands together, I knew I was screwed.
"Rosalie it's time. Let's have us a baby, huh?" he said enthusiastically.
She shook her head. "No, I need to wait for my husband. He should be back soon!"
He shook his head and started disconnecting her from some monitors.
"Sorry, but this baby wants out." He turned to the nurse," Sharon, get her down to labor and delivery. I'll be down in five minutes."
Sharon nodded and started getting Rosalie ready to move.
"No I need to wait for Emmett!" she cried, starting to get distressed.
"Maybe we should wait for Emmett. Just plug it up or something?"I asked, starting to panic. I was the only one there.
"Who's going in with you dear?" She looked at me and I backed up, palms up. "Oh no no no no, I can't."
Rosalie agreed. "That bitch can't go near my baby! I want my husband!"
Sharon sighed. "Well you're going to be giving birth in five minutes."
I pulled out my phnoe and dialed. Emmett answered on the third ring.
"Thank God! I don't have time to explain, but Rosalie is in labor and I'm the only one here!"
"What? But I'm still 40 minutes away!" he cried.
No!
"You can't be! I can't go in with her!"
"Bella, you have to. I"m coming. Just take care of them for me."
The line went dead and I felt like crying.
"He won't be here for 40 minutes."
All the anger melted off her face. It was replaced with...fear. Pure fear.
The nurse left for a moment and I went to her bedside.
"It'll be okay, I'll go in with you and everything will be okay, I promise."
Panic seeped into her voice as she grabbed my hand.
"Promise?"
"Yes."
She nurse came back in with scrubs for me.
"You can slip these on and then we'll head over to delivery."
I quickly slipped on the scrubs and picked up Rosalie's hand again.
"I'm scared," she whispered.
I just squeezed her hand tighter.
Two nurses pushed the huge bed down the hall towards the elevator. I rushed right next to them.
"Bella!" Rosalie said right before we got in the steel doors.
"Yeah?" I asked, looking down at her frightened face.
"I'm sorry. I know what you did was wrong on so many levels, but the pros outweigh the cons here. You're a great person and you made Edward more happy than I've ever seen him. You completed our family and I forgive you. When you love someone so much, you somehow find it in your heart to not care what they did and forgive them anyway because you know that you need them in your life."
By the time she finished we were in the delivery room and her doctor was suited up and spreading her legs apart. I wanted to say something, but tears clogged my eyes and throat. The nurses started holding her legs and the doctor was telling her to push. She thrashed and screamed and yelled, but she kept her strong and pushed.
"Oh God! Get it out! Get it out!" she wailed, throwing her head back for a quick break.
"Okay Rosalie, just two more quick pushes ok. Make them count!" the doctor said.
She took a deep breath and gave her first push, blowing all her energy.
"Holy fuck!" she screamed.
"One more."
"Come on Rose, just one more!"
And then I heard it. The sound of a newborn baby crying. I resisted the urge to peek over and look at the gooey baby, knowing I'd be out cold if I did. Instead I pulled Rosalie's sweaty hair up on top of her head and wiped her face down with a wet rag.
"You did it Rosalie. You did it," I said, letting the pride shine in my voice.
They immediately tested her and cleaned her off quickly and then put her in a pink blanket and set her in Rosalie's suddenly strong arms.
"Hi sweet, little baby," she cooed.
And I'd never seen her so happy than in that exact moment.
Yes, it's VERY SHORT! I know...but the emphasis was on the birth! I didn't want to add the next part because that takes a new turn and I didn't want to take away from the point of this chapter!! Commentage...and once again, yes i know it's short. I know I take too long to update. Please leave some real feedback! xoxo
