Love Doesn't Exist

happily ever after

four months later...

Claire's pov

shit, s**t, s**t I've woken up to realise that the beds soaked. "hmm? what's up babe?" he mumbles rolling over toward me. "I think my water broke" I squeak uncertainly. "ahh f**k" he sits up straight to look at me and then down at my swollen belly. "do you need to go to the hospital now?" he asks uncertain "no, when I'm having contractions that are closer together we need to go. bit I'm not ready yet" I sigh as pain shoots through me. "I'm gonna have a bath for a little while, you can go back to sleep for a while, I'll wake you if I need anything"

wobbling off I head towards the bathroom "ummn could you come and turn the bath on for me and help me into the tub" I call out and hear him chuckle "coming"

after running a hot bath and putting in a head rest for me he head off back to bed. while I lay in the bath I turn the TV on and watch a few movies before I must fall asleep because the next thing I know there's the most excruciating in my pelvis. I can't help it and let out a scream. within minutes jays at my side. "are you okay? what's wrong" he look at me and around the room to see that I'm safe. "I think its time to go to the hospti- Aahhhh! f**k" another contraction hits me and my body feels like it needs to push. "noooo! this can't happen!" I growl at myself "what! what's happening talk to me!" jay grabs my hand frantically trying to figure out what I'm thinking "I think I'm too far into Labour to move, I think I'm going to have the baby here" I tell him and another wave hits me. going with it I bare down and push. "AHHHHHhhh" I groan as it feels like the babies about to come out. reaching down I feel between my legs and feel slimy hair. "oh my God his head is coming out" I pant looking at jays terrified face. "hold my hands " he says and I once again get ready for the next contraction. when it comes I push and hold. suddenly I can feel the baby come out and the water in the bath turns a murky red. as I fall back against the tub exhausted, jay plunges his hands into the bath and pulls out our child. immediately a cry fills the air and jay let's out a laugh as I let out a deep breath. "it's a boy" is all jay says and I notice a few tears roll down his face as he passes his son to me. "do I need to cut the cord or something?" he asks "no just get the doc or an ambulance here to do that stuff" I say holding the baby to my n****e trying to help him latch on. welcome to the world little Oliver.

after being rushed to hospital with Oliver and jay they spend a few hours running tests. both me and Oliver are healthy and perfect. I've even managed to start Oliver with breastfeeding which jay finds fascinating. "do you think I could try it?" he asks smiling. "careful for I'll put it in one of your drinks when you least expect it." I giggle. my belly bump as sadly defaulted leaving me with a wrinkled mess and I'm sitting in a hospital bed with a nappy on. I feel gross and just want to go home to have a proper bath.

"okay, you're both all good to be discharged now." a nurse informs me smiling at the three of us. jays just in a trance with Oliver. he seems to not be able to believe he's real. so cute and small.

this is the beginning of a beautiful ending.