Deep breath, one
Deep breath, two
Deep breath, three
“Zee? You can do this” Tristan encouraged with a smile running his hand through her hair
“Don’t touch me” she yelled at him angrily as another contraction hit her
He withdrew his hand and stepped back fearing her wrath, the past 30 minutes had been like this “okay, do you want something?”
“Do I want something?” she looked on like he had asked something stupid “do I want something? Yes, get this baby out of me” she yelled and threw the nearest thing she could find at him; a paper cup which he ducked in time.
“Okay” he bit his lips and walked towards the door
“Get. Me. The. Doctor. NOW!” she ordered