Chayton/Psycho's P.O.V.
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~ About 18 months later ~
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"I'm going to kill you for this!" Blythe shouted at me.
"Yeah, I know baby," I replied, trying not to fu.cking throw up. Not that any of this is gross, but because of my nerves.
"You fu.cking pri.ck! I told you I wanted some time! You planned this?! You fu.cking- AH!"
"Okay, Bly, you ready to push?" Viv asked from between her legs.
"Fu.cking finally!" Bly shouted.
Much like how CG and Dragon described it, the next several minutes went by in a blur. Just like they said, the whole world stopped when I heard my baby crying for the first time. I cut the cord, held my baby, and set him on Bly's chest. She cried as she wiped gunk off
