#Chapter62
XAVIER POV
/"Come on Jasmine, you got this!!/" I hear Amelia yell. She face is in obvious awe at how well her best friend is doing.
I'm standing in the corner of the room, not really sure what to do - I know I'm not supposed to be here but I was invited.
Jasmine's screams fill the room mixed with curses and tears. /"Thank god you weren't pregnant Mel, this shit hurts!/" She yells.
Amelia's eyes soften a little bit at that comment but she doesn't let it phase her at all and carries on by Jasmine's side.
Dylan, her husband, is holding her hand and whispering sweet things into her ear about how when the baby is finally out they'll be so happy.
/"One more push./" The doctor says.
About a minute later a baby's cry replaces Jasmine's screams. Jasmine, deflates onto the bed, a smile of relief on her face.
