Betrayed By Everyone, Loved By Four
Betrayed By Everyone Loved by Four Bonus Chapter 33

About Five Months Later ~

"Leo, you really don't need to do this." I said as Leo helped me undress.

"You want to take a bath baby. Let me help you." He replied.

I rolled my eyes.

The school year ended a little over a week ago. Ever since, my boyfriends haven't been letting me lift a finger. It's a bit ridiculous.

I know that I'm as big as a damn whale now, but I'm not helpless. Although, Darla did tell me to rest as much as possible for the last two months. Which has been a lot harder than I thought it would be. Leo pulled off my leggings. Then he stood to his feet. I smiled up at him as he gripped the ends of my shirt.

I opened my mouth to tell Leo that I love him, when the weirdest sensation hit me. Then a sharp cramping started in my belly. I gripped Leo's shirt as I waited for the pain to pass, but it's taking forever. "Millie, did you just pee?" Leo asked.

Oh no.

"My water just broke" I said.

"What?!" Leo shouted

I glared up at Leo.

"I didn't pee you ;***t. My water just br-Ahh!" I screamed out as another contraction hit me. “Leo, it's time.”

Leo nodded his head frantically.

"Atlas! Oli! It's happening!" Leo shouted as he hurriedly started to put my pants back on.

Both Atlas and Oli barged into the bathroom.

"It's happening?" Atlas asked. “Like right now?"

"Yes right now." I gritted out through the pain.

"Atlas, go get the car. Oli, grab our bag, and call Milo." Leo ordered.

Both jumped to do as Leo said.

After my pants were pulled up, Leo grabbed my face.

"Breathe baby. Remember. In and out. Hee Hee Hoo. Hee Hee Hoo." Leo told me.

I nodded my head as I started to breathe with Leo.

Leo dragged me from the bathroom. He grabbed a bag from Oli, and then they helped me down the stairs of our apartment complex. After one floor, Leo picked me up bridal style, and carried me the rest of the way. If this was any other situation I would have rolled my eyes.

Atlas was waiting out front in our car. Oli threw our bags in the back before sliding in the back seat. Leo slid in the back seat with me still in his arms.

"How far apart are your contractions angel?" Oli asked me.

Igraoned as another one hit me.

"I. don't know." I said panting.

"About five minutes apart." Leo said.

"Milo said that's soon." Oli said.

"We're going to make it to the hospital right?" I asked panicked.

"Don't worry babygirl, we'll make it."

Atlas was right. We rushed to the hosptial, getting there in record time. Milo was at the entrance waiting for me. Atlas kissed all over my face before I had to leave him Atlas parked the car while the other three rushed me through the hosptial in a wheel chair.

"My mom, where is my mom?" I asked.

"I called her before I called Milo. She should be here any minute.* Oli told me.

"I don't know if I can do this without her." I said as I started to cry-

"Relax baby. She is going to make it. Just remember to breathe." Leo told me.

All I could do was nod.

I was rushed to a room where I was stripped down. I was hooked up to a few different machines. All while groaning in pain. My contractions are getting worse. Darla came in to check on me shortly after that.

"Well, you're almost ready to push Millie. It's too late to give you an epidural." She told me.

Milo breathed out in relief. We wanted to do this with no drugs if possible. I'm glad about that, but..

"Where is my mom?" I asked through the pain.

"'m here! I'm here!" Came my mom's vocie as she rushed into the room.

Mom rushed right over to my bed, pushing Leo out of the way. She grabbed my hands, and pushed some hair out of my face. I smiled as slight relief washed over me. "Thank god." I muttered.

Another contraction had me squeezing Mom's hand. "Yeah thank god, because it's time." Darla announced.

"Push Millie, push!" Darla shouted for the hundreth time.

Holy f*****g s**1! I've never experienced pain like this before! It's so bad that I barely know what's going on around me.

Milo is standing behind his mom between my legs. My vision is too blurry to tell what's going on in his head. Mom is on my right while I squeeze the life out of her hand. She's been couching me through all of this while also trying to get a peek. Then there's Oli. My guys really did decide right chosing him. He's been whispering sweet nothings into my ear while I scream out in pain. Oli rubs my hair out of my face, and wipes the sweat from my forehead. He is reminding me to breath too. Oli has really been my rock.

"Okay, I see the head. One more push Millie." Darla said.

"You can do this baby." Oli said, and then kissed my head.

I pushed again.

A moment later, we heard it.

The sound of our baby crying filled the room. I watched as Darla handed my new born to Milo. He looked up at me with a huge smile on his face.

"It's a boy." He said as tears fell down his cheeks.

Milo and another nurse went to the sink to wash our baby boy off.

"Alright baby, one more." Oli whispered in my ear.

"Push for me one more time Millie." Daral said

I pushed with all of my might, screaming out as I did so.

Once again, a moment later, our baby's cries filled the room.

That's right, we had twins. That was what Darla found out all those months ago. Leo's face was priceless. I can't wait to see his face again he finally lays eyes on our beautiful children.

This time, Oli moved from my head to cut the umbilical cord. Oli helped to wrap our baby up, while this one waited to be cleaned off. Tears are coming down Oli's cheeks as he looks up at me.

"It's a girl." He told me. "We have a baby boy, and a baby girl."

"Let Milo clean this little one up. You go get the other fathers." Darla instructed Oli.

Milo walked up to me, with our baby boy. He placed him on my chest before taking our daughter. I looked down at the little bundle of joy.

Our son has a head full of hair. It's so thick and beautiful.

His little eyes opened to stare back at me. He has the cutest button nose, and I swear that's Oli's chin.

A minute later, my daughter was placed on the other side of my chest.

I looked down to see she also has a head full of dark hair.

Her little eyes opened, and started to look around. Not that she can really see anything. Just like her brother, she has a perfect little nose.

A small sob tore from me as Milo rested his head beside me.

"They're perfect." He whispered to me.

"More than perfect." I said.

I looked up just in time to see the rest of the fathers come into the room. Atlas and Oli were quick to come over to my bed. They both stared down at our children. Both of them crying. I looked at Leo to see him hovering a few feet away.

"Would you like to come hold your son? Your daughter perhaps?" I asked with a smile.

Leo slowly made his way to our bed. Milo carefully lifted our daughter, and handed her to Leo. I knew that I would love the look on Leo's face when he first laid eyes on his children.

Pure happiness shone on Leo's face. A smile wider than I've ever seen him make spread across his lips. He stared down at our daughter in wonderment

"She looks like you." He said as he looked up at me.

I gave a weak chuckle.

"They look like aliens right now." I said.

Everyone laughed.

"Cute aliens. Cutest aliens I've ever seen." Atlas cooed to our son.

"Why don't you guys go with the nurses. They are going to make sure that the babies are healthy. Millie needs to get cleaned up, and a little rest.” Darla suggested.

Atlas, and Oli started to make their way to the door. Leo looks hesitant though. His eyes are flickering between me and Darla.

"I'll be fine Leo. Milo is going to stay. Right?" I asked Milo.

Milo smiled at me.

"I'll stay with her the entire time Leo." He said.

Reluctantly Leo followed the others out. I smiled as my body relaxed. I'm still in so much pain, but it's a lot better now.

I still can't believe this just happened. I just gave birth. To two babies. Two perfect babies. The relationship I never thought would work out, is turning out to be something more beautiful than we ever thought it would. And this is our life now. Together we can make it through anything. I can't wait to start the rest of my life.