Forty-Nine

"Everything is going to be alright Evelyn, the pack doctor is on his way. Just concentrate on your breathing." Clayton whispered while holding my hand.

I shook my head "No, I'm not having this baby at home. Take me to the hospital!"

Clayton shook his head "No, we have no time for that you're doing this here at home."

"Take me to the hospital!" I yelled "I need my epidural!"

"No, I'm not taking you to the hospital. You're doing this at home, the natural way." Clayton said gently picking me up.

"What are you doing?! Put me down!" I screamed feeling the worst pain of my life.

"Chill Evelyn I'm just moving you downstairs so it will be easier." Clayton spoke walking down the stairs while holding me in his arms.

"How about you move me to the fucking hospital!" I yelled.

"Ev, the pack doesn't exactly have a hospital! The nearest hospital is like a hour away!"

"Why don't we have a hospital?! Don't you realize how dangerous that is!"

"We have a pack doctor, we're fine."

I felt a strong contraction making me scream loudly and grip onto to Clayton's shirt tightly.

Clayton gently put me down on the ground and grabbed my hand sitting next to me. "Hey, it's everything is going to be alright Ev. Just calm down and take deep breaths."

I looked over at him and sighed as I began crying I shook my head "Clayton I can't do this. I can't push a baby out of me. Just cut me open, I want a c section."

"No, that's too dangerous for you and the baby. You could need out."

"Clayton I swear to god I will grab a knife and cut this baby out of me myself if you don't cut me open!" I screamed.

Clayton shook his head "Calm down, everything will be okay Evelyn. You'll have this baby and he'll be perfect, and we'll all three be together forever. We'll be a perfect family."

I heard a sharp knock on the door followed by people walking in. I began to feel light headed as I laid on the ground as people gathered around me.

Clayton's Aunt Mary, who was a midwife pulled down my pants and looked. "Clayton I need to speak with you." She said lowly.

Clayton left my side and walked across the living room with his aunt where they talked in slow quietly voices, so I was unable to hear what they were saying, but I was able to hear the tone of her worried voice.

"Clayton what's going on?" I yelled to him.

Clayton's mom bent down by me and grabbed my hand "Don't worry dear, Mary is the best midwife in the area. She'll take good care of you." She sweetly spoke "She better make sure everything goes good, or Clayton will take her life for it." She spoke lowly, barely audible.

Clayton walked over to me and gently picked me up.

"Clayton what are you doing?" I asked worried.

"We're moving you to the coffee table." He spoke not looking me in the eye.

"Why Clayton?"

"Because the um, the baby is backwards. And my Aunt will have to do a emergency c section on you. If everything goes right then she'll just stitch you back up and everything will be fine." He whispered trying to calm me down.

"What happens if everything doesn't go right!" I yelled.

Clayton looked down at me with wide worried eyes filled with water "Don't worry about it. Everything will be fine, love." He said his voice cracking.

"I'll die won't I? Or the baby? If something goes wrong then we'll die, at least one of us will die." I spoke feeling my body numb.

Clayton shook his head and petted my hair "Don't say things like that honey, you're going to live."

"Clayton if I die don't fuck my child up." I cried.

"Evelyn stop talking like that." He whispered.

"And don't let them bury me with my hair looking bad. And don't name our son Grey, and don't let our son grow up thinking your a monster, because you're not."

"Ev stop! Stop talking like that! It doesn't matter anyways because I swear to god of you die I will never forgive you! And it doesn't matter because if you die on my I swear to god I'll take a gun and shot myself in the fucking face." Clayton growled.

"Clayton don't you dare, don't you dare hurt people they way. Don't kill yourself, promise me that if anything happens to me that you'll get over it and find someone else."

"No, I'm not making you a promise I can't keep." He growled.

"Clayton promise me." I cried "Please Clayton. I need to know you'll be okay."

"Stop Evelyn you're going to be-"

"Clayton we have to cut her open now or we will lose her and the baby." His aunt spoke.

Clayton nodded his head "Alright."

A few seconds later I felt something sharp digging into my lower stomach making me scream out in pain.

"Clayton hand me the gaze pads she's losing a lot of blood." I heard someone say as everything began to go fuzzy and my hearing became muffled.

"She bleeding from her right ovary Clayton! Call an ambulance!"

I reached my hand out for Clayton right before I began seeing black spots in my vision before everything went black and I could moo longer hear anything.

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