50. Inherited Timing

*Matty Pov*

"Fuck, that hurts,"

I groan as I stepped foot in the hot open shower.

With the babies in bed after a long day at the zoo, they passed out instantly and I was able to take a nice hot shower. My stomach still hurting from earlier.

I turned the heat all the way up, feeling like I probably needed to burn off the smell of zoo.

Rinsing off my hair, the pain starts to build and I feel a burning heat in my lower stomach.

I was starting to think it was something I ate until I looked down and saw the blood trailing down my legs.

"Oh shit!" I cursed as a new wave of pain overwhelmed me and I fell to the floor of the shower. In more pain than ever before.

I tried to pick myself up but couldn't and my phone was resting on the bathroom sink.

"HELP!" I screamed before another hard hitting wave of pain hit and screamed some more, the water of the shower spraying me as I did so.

"HELP!" I cried out again, knowing no one could hear me.

The babies couldn't hear me, the nanny was a mile away in the guest house, Jaydean was down the hall.

No one could help me.

I slowly reached down, trying to find where all the blood was coming from when I felt something hard trying to fit through a very tiny space.

It reminded me almost like a scene from an alien movie and I would have laughed had I not been in so much pain.

"ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME!" Were my first words to this sneaky little mother fucker as I laid back on the tiled floor and cried out. My tears and the blood combining as one as I fought through what I now know are contractions.

I pushed with everything I had, feeling like I had no other choice as cried for help in vain, feeling like I was about to faint I laid back and tried to breath, but the air was sucked out of me when I heard what sounded like a cough.

Horrified, I slowly looked down and saw this tiny fragile little baby struggling to breathe.

"No, no, no, no," I tiredly moaned as I pulled the rest of its body out of me but there was no cry. I shielded its body from the water and sucked its little nostrils, trying to get out anything clogging them and spit into the shower. Patting the little ones back harder than I should have until finally I heard that sweet little cry.

"Child, you scared...the shit out of me...I'm going to...hold this against you...for the rest of your life," I told this invader as I held it close to my chest. Feeling a rush of adrenaline to protect my little one at all cost as I used my open arm to open the shower door and slowly crawl out.

I probably looked like a horror scene from the walking dead or some shit as I made my way to the sink. Grabbing my phone with the crying baby in hand.

Dialing 911 as I grabbed a towel, I wrapped my little one before answering.

"911 what's your emergency?"

"I think...I just...I just gave birth...and..."

"Hello? Sir? We're sending someone to your location, can you answer me sir?"