Demyya's POV

4 Months Later

"See you all Monday. Have a blessed weekend." The substitute we had today was a perky, nerdy woman who was in her twenties.

I grabbed my belongings and headed for the buses. If I stopped to do anything else, I would be late. These twins had my original small frame blown three times bigger than I was. The beginning of my pregnancy was a breeze, other than morning sickness. Now I have back pain, bladder problems, indigestion, kicks to my ribs and other places I don't know the names of.

This is my karma for thinking I was a nymphomanic at only 15 years old. I was just a troubled teen looking for love in all the wrong places, thinking that having sex with any and everybody would take my pain away. But that only got me a belly full of babies and a wet ass.

"I don't know why you didn't wanna drive the car today. Or I could've came and got you," I turned around and saw Jurnee walking towards me.

Jurnee's body had snatched back tremendously, she was smaller than she was before she had Eloni. I pray to the body-snatching Gods that my body would do the same. My hair has grown so much during my pregnancy that I have to get a re-twist almost every two weeks.

"I can't fit behind the wheel anymore and I didn't want you having to come all out of your way and Jordaan can't really drive and I didn't want her to kill me and my bab—"

"Okay, Okay. Slow down Myya. No need to fear, your bestfriend is here."

Jurnee interlocked our arms and walked me to her new 2014, black SS Impala. When she unlocked her doors, we slid inside and wasted no time leaving the school parking lot.

"How did you know you were in labor?" I asked rubbing my stomach as I stared out the window.

"I didn't know. I didn't have any symptoms. My water broke and to the hospital, I went." Jurnee stopped at the red light and looked over at me. "You okay? You looked drained."

I nodded my head 'yea' and continued to rub my belly. I knew I was in labor and the contractions were only getting closer. At first, they were an hour apart, now they're at least 10 minutes apart.

"God damn!" I let out a piercing scream, making Jurnee's swerve the car. "Please don't kill me and my babies." I tried to joke with a slight laugh.

"Why did you scream like that? You scared me to death," Jurnee's said stopping at a yellow light.

"When and who stops driving when the light is yellow? Yellow mean slow down, not make everybody miss the light," I said sitting sideways, trying to get comfortable.

"I'm not forgetting that scream. Are you in labor?" Jurnee's asked stating a hole into my face. "Oh my God. Let me get you to the E.R before you have these twins in my car."

"I guess I'll call RaiShaun and tell him I'm in labor. He would be pissed if he miss the birth of his firstborn." I pulled out my phone and dialed his number.

"Umm did you forget you have two baby daddies? Better put some respek on my fav's name," Jurnee spoke as she sped through a red light with her hazards on. "You know what? I'll call him myself. You need to stop avoiding him. Y'all got a whole baby together. You better get with the program and fast."

I talked with RaiShaun and let him know what was going on, while eavesdropping on Jurnee's call.

"Morgan I saidddd, she's in labor and we're on our way to the hospital now. Don't meet us there, beat us there. Bye fav."

"When did y'all get so close?" I asked with a hint of jealousy in my voice.

"When you was too busy getting dicked down by them busta ass niggas. He cried to me all the time about how much he loved you and how you weren't ready to be loved the way you needed to be loved. How he wished both twins could be his and how he prayed the DNA test was a mistake. Girl allet. I ain't ignore him 'cuz he was telling me stuff I didn't even know." She paused and gave me a side-eye.

"So you really weren't gonna tell nobody that your twins had two different daddies? That's fucked up. I'm supposed to be your bestie." I ignored her as I saw the hospital come into view.

I felt another contraction come just as the car reached a complete stop. "Ohhh myyy go... Get me some help. It feels like these babies coming straight out of me!" I yelled while squeezing Jurnee's hand.

26 Minutes Later

"One... Two... Three.. Push Myya," Morgan coached me just as I was about to give up. Sweat trickled down my face as I have the biggest push I could.

"Ahh! I just want this shit to be over," I cried out, feeling pressure being released off my vagina. Baby cries filled the room as tears escaped from my eyes. I was just about to relax when I felt a sharp pain tearing through my stomach and vagina.

"Code blue!" one of the nurses yelled out. "You all will have to leave the room."

"What's going on? Why is she bleeding like that?" I heard someone ask but I was losing consciousness and couldn't recognize their voice.

"Why the fuck are her eyes rolling back? Demyya? Can you hear me?" That voice was RaiShaun's. Sadly, I knew it from anywhere. His voice pounded with anger but it was so angelic, like music to my ears.

"Ms. Thomas, can you see me?" a nurse or doctor asked me.

No, I can't. I can't respond to you either. What's happening to me? Did my other twin come out okay? What happened to my oldest twin cries? Where did RaiShaun and Morgan go?

I saw myself lying in the hospital bed as blood traveled out of my vagina onto the bed which leaked onto the floors I watched as my second twin was pulled from inside of me but I didn't hear any cries. What the hell is happening? Someone, please take good care of my twins. That was the last thing I thought about as my entire world went black.