“I ju… I think my water just broke.” I tell Ty, feeling terrified at the thought. I only just passed eight months a week ago. She’s not supposed to be here for another month.
“Oh s**t. What the f**k do we do?!” Tyson practically yells, a wild look to his eyes.
Cassie, somehow knowing everything without us telling her, swims up to us and takes control, “Let’s get her up to the beach. Ty, you help Ellie to the car and I’ll go get her stuff.”
Both of us nod and follow her lead. At the car, Ty is about to help me in as another sharp pain hits, making me tense up. “Oh god, Ellie, it’ll be okay.” He says, patting my shoulder, clearly panicking. I’m sure in the future I’ll laugh at that, but at the moment it’s just obnoxious.
Cassie runs up to us and helps me slip back into the romp
