S O F I A
*Two Days Later*
"Where the hell is Jameson?!" Irish screamed trying to stop the baby from getting out. I was restless, I kept pacing back and fort trying to dial Jameson's phone.
"I can't get a hold of him." I frantically said and continued dialing him. Aunt Emalyn and her husband John Fernando called out for a doctor.
"That bastard- AHHHH!" She was now screaming painfully, "Please hold my hand." I lent out my hand while calling her husband. I yelped when she suddenly squeezed it, after some time the call was answered and then Aunt Emalyn with a doctor and nurse ushered in the room.
"There's no time! She's giving birth now!" Then the doctor barked orders at the nurses.
"Hello, Fernando Industries-"
"Get me Jameson now! Tell him his wife is about to give birth!" I screamed
