Sorry this took so long to post, but here it is! The baby is born in this chapter :) enjoy!
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Tori's POV
I went into labor at 10:00 p.m. on August eleventh. I was actually hanging out with Andre at his house and why I was at his house when I was nine months pregnant and due any day now, I have no idea. I think I just needed to get out of my own house. I felt like a prisoner there for weeks. Because of me being basically locked in a house for six months straight, I hated to be in the same place for too long. It got to me.
Andre and I were watching a movie, but I remained silent for the first thirty minutes after I felt the first contraction. I knew I was in labor from the first contraction, but I didn't want to worry Andre. After thirty minutes, the contractions were getting stronger and closer together; I was secretly timing them on my phone. I couldn't hide it anymore.
Once a contraction ended, I said, "Andre, turn off the movie."
"Um, okay," he said confused, but then he pressed stop. He looked at me. "What's wrong?"
I let out a long sigh. "I'm in labor."
"Oh, my gosh, we have to get to the hospital now!" he exclaimed and helped me off the bed. He stayed right at my side out of his room and all the way down the stairs.
"Shouldn't we get your mom?" I asked when we got to the bottom of the stairs.
"No, I need to get you to the hospital now." he said and we walked outside.
As soon as we got to his car, a contraction came. I groaned and put my back against the car door and slid down to the ground. "Andre, oh, my gosh…this hurts." I moaned.
"I know it does, baby." he said and kissed my forehead. "And I think I will go get my mom; she might be able to help. Just hold on for a sec, okay?"
I nodded and he ran back in his house.
I groaned loudly and wrapped my arms around my stomach. I'd only experienced thirty minutes of labor and it was already awful. The tightening and cramping in my abdomen was really strong. I wanted to get to the hospital so I could get an epidural.
A moment later, Andre came running out with his mom. She ran over to me. "Tori, are you having a contraction?" she asked kneeling in front of me.
"Yes," I said and moaned. "It hurts so badly."
"I know how you feel." she told me. "Let's just get you in the car, honey." She helped me stand up and get in the backseat. Andre got in right beside me. Before she closed the door, she said, "Andre, where are the keys?" I normally would have driven, but I didn't feel like driving at nine months pregnant so Andre had come and got me from my house.
"Right here," said Andre and he handed them to his mom and then she closed the passenger side door. She ran around the car and jumped in the driver's seat. She turned it on and we sped off to the hospital. That contraction finally ended and I let out a breath of relief.
Another contraction came a little bit later; Mrs. Harris was still speeding to get to the hospital. "Mom, don't go too fast." said Andre and grabbed my hand. I squeezed it extra tightly. "We don't need to get stopped by the police."
"Andre, you try being in labor." she said. "It's not fun."
"Well, if you get stopped by the police, it'll just delay us getting to the hospital."
I stopped listening to their chatting and just looked out the window. I tried to breathe through the contraction, but it was difficult. The pain was horrible. I always thought that the contractions aren't as bad at first, but they get worse. If they were this bad now, I was scared for how they would be when I had the baby.
Andre put his hand on my forehead and pushed some of my hair back. "It's alright, Tori, we're almost at the hospital. Just hang in there."
I gulped and nodded. A few seconds later, the contraction subsided. I let out a long breath and said, "Mrs. Harris, could you call my parents?"
"Yeah, of course, honey." she said. "I'll call them as soon as we get to the hospital."
"Thank you," I told her.
We arrived at the hospital five minutes later and I was immediately taken to the labor and delivery wing. Mrs. Harris stayed in the waiting room to call my parents while Andre stayed with me.
Luckily, my doctor was there so that was a relief. I wouldn't have felt comfortable with any other doctor. She let me change in a hospital gown and then she checked out all my vital signs. After all that, she finally checked to see how dilated I was and as it turned out, I was already to a six, surprisingly. The only bad thing was that I was too far along for an epidural. Looks like I'd be feeling everything.
"Do you want me to stay here with you during this?" asked Andre after the doctor left.
I softly smiled. "If you really want to you can; it doesn't bother me. It may bother you, though. Birth is not a pretty sight."
"I got that, but I don't wanna leave you here alone."
"My parents will be here soon, so I won't be alone." I said.
He nodded. "Okay. I'll just wait in the waiting room then."
"That's probably a good idea." I said with a smile. "I don't wanna scar you for life."
Andre stayed with me until my parents and Trina walked in ten minutes later. Just before Andre walked out, he gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. "I'll be in the waiting room." he whispered as his lips brushed my ear.
I smiled and whispered, "I'll be here."
He waved and then walked out of the room.
"So has the doctor been in here?" asked my mom.
"Mhmm," I said. "She said I'm six centimeters."
"Oh wow," she said. "I guess she already told you that that means no epidural?"
I sighed and nodded. "Yeah, I know." A second later, a contraction hit me. I leaned back and groaned. "Just means a very painful birth." I mumbled in a strained voice.
"It just means you'll have to breathe deeply during the contractions." she said. "If you just focus and stay relaxed, you'll be okay. And then before long, you will have your baby."
I slightly smiled, but didn't say anything. I ignored the fact that she said "my baby." I still didn't know if I wanted it to be my baby.
My dad left to go to the waiting room after that contraction ended, but my mom and Trina stayed. Trina wanted to be in the room when the baby was born, but she wanted to make sure it was okay with me.
I raised my eyebrows. "Are you sure you wanna be in here, Trina? You're gonna see a side of your sister that you've never seen before."
She smiled. "I know, but I wanna be here for you. Just like if I have a baby one day, I want you to be in there for me."
"Aww, thanks Trina." I said.
She smiled and then her and my mom got in scrubs. They were required to be in scrubs if they wanted to be here for the birth of the baby.
Laboring would have been so much more awful if my mom and Trina weren't there with me. The contractions started to come in shorter increments and the pain was excruciating. It got to the point where I was nearly screaming during the contractions. I was reminded to breathe deeply and it helped a little, but I was always moaning and groaning during the contractions.
At exactly twelve o'clock midnight on August twelfth, I gave birth to a baby girl. She didn't cry immediately, but soon she did. "Do you wanna hold her?" asked the doctor.
I shook my head while in tears. "No,"
She nodded and the baby was taken away.
My mom kissed the top of my head and said, "Tori, your baby girl is beautiful."
I gulped. "She's not my baby girl."
I heard her and Trina take in a breath. "But Tori," said Trina. "You just gave birth to her."
"It doesn't mean she's mine." I said. "She can be someone else's baby girl."
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Trina's POV
My mom and I looked at each other in shock. We knew that Tori was hesitant to keeping the baby, but we figured that once she heard the baby's cries, she'd want to keep her baby, but I guess not.
I stayed with Tori while my mom walked over to the nurses cleaning off the baby. I heard her whisper, "I know Tori says that she doesn't want her baby now, but I'm thinking she'll change her mind. Can we give her some time?"
I couldn't quite hear what the nurse said in response, but I could tell it was good since my mom was nodding and smiling. Then she looked at me and motioned for me to come closer. I walked up to her and said, "What's up?"
"They're gonna keep her baby in the baby ward for now and her name will be Baby Vega for the time being." she whispered. "I'm thinking that once Tori holds her baby that she'll want her; she's just in shock right now. Unless she can look in her baby's eyes and say the words I don't want her, she will not be given up for adoption."
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Tori's POV
Did my mom and Trina think I was stupid? I knew they were talking about me in the corner. They probably thought that I would change my mind in wanting the baby, but my mind was set. I did not want that baby.
Once I was cleaned up and the afterbirth was out of me, and the baby was taken out of the room, I just wanted to get some rest. I was completely exhausted. The past two hours had drained all the energy from me.
I was half-asleep when my dad came in the room and kissed the top of my head. "Great job, sweetie." he whispered.
I gave a slight smile in response.
Trina leaned down and gave me a slight hug. "Bye, sis,"
I slightly heard my dad and Trina saying bye to my mom and then they left. My mom sat in a chair next to me and rubbed my shoulder. "You feeling okay, honey?"
I nodded. I was incredibly sore, but I guess that's expected.
She smiled and leaned back in the chair. Then she looked towards the door and smiled widely. She stood up and walked around my bed. I would have looked to see who was there, but I was too tired to move.
A second later, Andre walked into view and gently set on my bed with me. He laid down and held himself up by his elbow. He reached out with his hand and pushed some of my hair off my cheek and tucked it behind my ear. He kept his hand there and gently rubbed my cheek with his thumb. "The baby you just gave birth to, Tor…" he whispered and shook his head. "She's so beautiful."
I bit my lip and sighed. I didn't know what else to do, so I just closed my eyes and let myself fall asleep with Andre right at my side. Right before I drifted off to sleep, I felt Andre kiss my forehead.
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I just love Andre, don't you?
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