They hurt. If he was the stupid f**king moron who got me pregnant I was going to de-man him as soon as I was able to.
Holy Cow I thought, as Jacob pulled out the driveway in my mother‟ scar and headed towards the hospital, while my mom was telling to breath and telling me that she loved me and it was all going to be alright, I was having the babies now. I was SO not ready… not even the Lords of cookie and sugars could help me now.
*** ***
Jacobs Point Of view
I was sitting in the waiting room of the damn hospital. I hate these places but I was about to leave before when Olivia showed up and told me to sit down. I still can‟t believe that I am going to be a father. I don‟t believe it. I know I was very drunk and I remember that I was making out with that Amelia girl but I don‟t remember sleeping with her. I wouldn't have because my mate John had told me to back down because she was his little sisters‟ best friend.
We had only been there to move some of his stuff into his room and we left the next morning. I didn't know how to get out of this all. I knew I shouldn't have gone to Amelia‟s house, but I was furious. I was woken up with my girlfriend in my arms to my phone ringing. When Lilly, my girlfriend had heard the conversation she had left. I planned on marrying her.
That wasn't going to happen and it was all Amelia‟s fault. She opened her legs to a random freak and now her problems had become mine. Well, not if I had anything to do with it… Olivia‟s Point of View I was sitting in the waiting room at the local hospital with Jacob.
I was sitting opposite Jake and he wasn't happy. I knew what I was doing wasn't nice but I had no choice. He was fuming mad and had been since I told him he knocked up my best friend. I had seen him and Amelia making out the night of the party. I knew he wasn't the father though.
But I refused to let the real father know. He didn't deserve to have his life ruined. I just hoped that Amelia and Jacob would forgive me. And the father. I hope to Lord this isn't going to backfire in my face…. I love my friends too much to lose them. I leaned over to grab Amelia‟s bag. I knew that all of the people she wanted me to call were in there. Most of them were family and our close friends.
Even her dad was on the list. He had left a few months ago, mumbling all the time about a disgraced family. Her sister was out of town as well but she was visiting some guy she had hooked up with a while ago. Guess her fun time was over.
I rang my way down the list, letting everyone know the situation and that we would let them know when the babies were born. Well except for her dad. He hung up on me and told me to do something that wasn't quite humanly possible.
I saw the last name on the list and my hand froze mid dial. No, that‟s somebody who I wasn't going to call. Amelia‟s Point of View I had had enough!! I was not going to be a mom, and I know that you are thinking that well it‟s a bit late for that, well no it's not bloody too late.
I figure I would just not have them, simple. I had been in labor now for about five hours. And yes I am perfectly aware that woman has been in labor for a lot longer, well yes but they had f**king drugs!!! They refused to give me any. Stupid damn doctors. Every few minutes somebody would come and see how „far‟ I am along. Well, this I was uncomfortable about.
I think I have had about five different people look down there and that was five too many in my opinion. "Ok, Amelia!" Oh, Damnit was that freaking chirpy doctor. When we chose a doctor to deliver the twins I thought this guy would be great. He seemed so happy and I thought that would make me smile while giving birth… now I am going to rip his chirpy smiley face off!