Warnings: language
Daisy groaned as she felt the warmth of the sunlight on her face and lazily blinked her eyes open. She rested her hands over her belly, swollen as one's should be during the third trimester. Her son would be coming into the world soon.
"Good morning, baby," Daisy whispered as to not wake her husband. "I can't wait until you come out. Mommy and Daddy already love you so much." She turned her head over to Daniel, who was still sound asleep next to her. She shifted so that she could softly kiss his cheek, to which her husband smiled in his sleep. Daisy removed the white covers off of herself and stood up.
Immediately after standing up, she felt like something was wrong. She felt herself leak like she was using the bathroom, but the stream of fluid wasn't stopping. Shit.
"Daniel?" Daisy said, panicking slightly. Daniel only shifted in his sleep after murmuring a, "Love you, honey."
Daisy felt herself panic even more. "Daniel!" she yelled.
"Wha-?" Daniel stammered before falling off his side of the bed. Quickly recovering, he stood up and saw his wife frozen beside the bed, her pants wet. The realization hit him like a brick to the face.
"Fuck." Without saying anything more, Daniel ran over to Daisy and scooped Daisy up in his arms.
"I'm not supposed to be due for another month," Daisy whimpered as Daniel carried her to the front door and grabbed the keys hanging on the nearby hook. "What if something's wrong with our son?"
"No, no, honey," Daniel reassured, though he was panicking himself. "Don't think like that. He's gonna be okay. Just hang on for a bit, alright?" To which Daisy nodded. Daniel unlocked the car and gently set Daisy in the passenger seat. Daisy strapped the seatbelt on herself as Daniel got into the driver's seat.
He turned the key in the ignition. Nothing. He turned it again. Nothing once more.
"Goddamnit, not today!" Daniel cursed, his mouth letting out more curses as the car still refused to start. After a minute, thankfully, the engine roared to life.
Thank you, thank you, Daisy silently prayed as she felt a cramp take over her uterus. "Wait a minute, baby," she said to her pregnant belly.
"Let's go," Daniel said hurriedly, more to himself than to his wife, and backed the car out of the driveway. However, he failed to see the trash can behind him, and both spouses jumped when they heard it crash to the ground.
"Motherfucker," Daniel seethed as he quickly left the car to prop the trash can back to its standing position and move it out of the way. After that was over, he settled himself back into the driver's seat and switched the gear from Park to Reverse.
"Okay, now let's go," he said, before backing the car out of the driveway and speeding towards the hospital.
This mini-story will have three chapters to it, and I hope to get them both posted soon. Part 2 of Withered Roses will most likely be the next chapter, as I don't want there to be such a large gap in between both parts of that story.
As always, reviews, constructive criticism, and requests are appreciated!