Hadrian and Aracelia were arguing about what was best for me. It wasn’t very surprising but right now it was pissing me off. I bent forward and gripped rightly of the chair arm, breathing heavily and cried in pain. I didn’t want them fighting, it wasn’t helping me. Courtney pressed a cold rag to my sweating face and this pain fired down there. Oh God, I could actually feel it all down there. I could feel my cervix widen for birth and it was crazy. I knew labor would hurt but I didn’t think it would be this much. I was squeezing my mom other hand and she looked as annoyed as I was because Hadrian and Aracelia fighting.

“She needs a hospital.” Hadrian said.

“I gave birth at home, I can help her do hers here.” Aracelia said. “He’s not an ordinary baby, Hadrian. I’m going to give her the same birth any doctor would give her.”

“And if she isn’t doing too well?” Hadrian asked. “What are you going to do then?” he asked coldly.

“I have everything here to help her give birth.” she said. “Where do you think she’ll be more relax? Her own home or a hospital bed? An epidural won’t do crap for her, it won’t work on her.”

“It could start to fail and are you going to perform a C-section on her?” he asked.

“Can you two just shut up!” I yelled at them and they turned to look at me. “I’m the one pushing him out! What about what I want, huh?”

“Yeah Aracelia, how selfish of you.” Hadrian said and she glared at him heavily as he walked over towards me. He walked over towards me and bent down, “Nevaeh, don’t you agree a hospital is the best thing for you? Where everything is to help you?”

“Child birth has always been at home for thousands of years.” Aracelia said. She looked down at me, “Nevaeh, I know you can do it without them. I have helped women plenty of times gives birth.”

I panted heavily, “I-I feel like they’re a watermelon coming out of my vagina.” I said. I grabbed onto Hadrian shirt, “I hate you so much for doing this to me. Ahh!” I cried out when another flaring pain came down there and there was a heavy pressure like I had to push. “I-I don’t think I’ll have time to get to a hospital! He’s coming now. Oh god, make it stop!” I cried in pain as I fell out of the chair and Hadrian helped me laid down on the floor.

Aracelia brought a wicker basket over and she gave Hadrian a pillow. He lifted my head but I snatched it from him and bit down on it. I screamed in the pillow and I just wanted it to stop. “I can’t do it, I can’t do it!” I cried as I propped myself up on my elbow. “Make it stop, he can stay in longer!”

“I don’t think he cares.” Hadrian said.

“He’s ready to come out. Courtney, I need hot water in a large bowl please.” Aracelia said as she sat down in front of me. She smiled as she took a towel out, “An April baby, how sweet. It’ll be raining allot but that only means flowers will be blooming soon and—“

I threw the pillow I was biting at her and she jerked as it hit her in the face, “I am pushing out a baby who is coming any minutes!” I grabbed onto Hadrian hand as he came up behind me and my mom took my other hands as Aracelia pulled off my sweat pants. She placed a towel under me while I was screaming my head off.

A loud crashing thunder came from outside and my mom jumped, looking a little frighten but she held my hand. Why do women get pregnant? It’s the most painful hardest thing in the world! I don’t see how women can have more than one kid after this pain! I just wanted to give up right now. I actually felt him in there, trying to come out.

“Ahh!” my mom cried in pain since I squeezed her hand as I pushed.

Courtney ran over and looked kind of pale, “O-oh wow.” she said as she lowered next to Aracelia and looked at me. There was another loud crash of thunder outside and rain pounded against the windows. It was so dark out from the storm and I knew it was because of Azariah.

Now all I wanted was for him to get out of me! I didn’t want him in there anymore, these last two months have been terrible. Pregnancy wasn’t beautiful! It was nothing but back aches and hot flashes. I always felt tired and never beautiful. And the pain! Oh god, I hope it’s over soon.

I leaned forward, crying out in pain, “Ahh!”

“Nevaeh. Nevaeh.” Aracelia said, grabbing my attention. “You need to take deep breaths, you’re putting stress on both of you. You’re putting too much of your energy into it and that’s what will make it dangerous. Deep breaths.” she said, taking deep breaths herself and I took a deep breath. I actually took a few before I had to push again. I squeezed my eyes shut and pushed. I pushed and pushed with all my might. I just told myself the more I pushed, the closer he is to getting out.

How do you stay calm though when you have a baby ripping your apart down there though?

Courtney took a deep breath in, “I see him! Aw, he has a head of hair.”

“You’re doing it!” Aracelia said encouragingly. “Courtney, get the blanket readying.”

I lifted myself up more and determine to get him out, I pushed with all my might. I tried my best to push the pain aside until Aracelia could fully get him out. My eyes were closed the whole time until I felt that relieving feeling I heard all about. It was truly a relieving feel, when the pain is all gone. It still hurt of course, but not like a baby being pushed out. I opened my eyes, my soaked hair in my face.

Tears stung my eyes as I saw Aracelia holding Azariah in her hands. She smiled down at him widely at him as he started crying and a big smile broke out on my face. She looked at me and gently handed him to me. I was so slippery though from all the stuff on him but I didn’t care. I held him close to me as I laid back against Hadrian chest. Azariah stopped crying quicker than I thought he would. I think it’s because he knew who I was.

I always seen him as a small child, but never as a baby. I was happy though, he was so perfect. I smiled widely down at him, bring my finger up to his hand that was in the air like he was looking for something and he quickly grasped my finger. Hadrian moved my hair from my hot face and chuckled, bring his arm around me and touched his cheek.

My vision became a little dizzy so I closed my eyes and opened them. My arms started to feel numb and my eyelid started to feel heavy. I was so confused and I start panic. Aracelia noticed and her eyes widen. She reached over and took Azariah from my arms, making him cry fiercely as my head fell back against Hadrian shoulder. Azariah cried so hard that the bulb in the lamp on the stand next to the table smashed. It felt like I needed sleep, it was so welcoming.

“Nevaeh!” Hadrian cried as he put my arm around his shoulder and lifted me up. Last thing I saw was him taking me the bedroom before I passed out.

+Hadrian.+

The only way to get Azariah to stop crying was to be in my arms. He cried fiercely in Aracelia arm, Courtney’s, and Sierra. When he came in mine though, he stopped and the hurricane outside stopped. I cradled him awkwardly in my arms since I didn’t have much experience holding babies and I didn’t want to hurt him. I looked down at him and he looked back up at me with those light green eyes. He was calm, wrapped in a blanket.

The childbirth was too hard on Nevaeh. I saw it, we all saw it. She was crying and she wanted to give up. It took so much courage for her to do it. I always thought childbirth was nothing, that since millions of women do it, it should be easier than it sounds but watching Nevaeh tonight I realized how wrong I was. I was actually scared along with her as she pushed Azariah out.

And I was happy with her when he finally came.

And I was scared again quickly in moments after.

Nevaeh whimpered as she woke up and she breathed heavily as she turned her head to look at me on the chair next to the bed. Her face was pale white and her lips were very pale also. She was still sweating and it scared me so much to see her look so close to death. She would have died if she wasn’t a Nephilim, but she was holding onto the string as hard as she can.

“How long was I out?” she asked, her voice rough and low. I got up from the chair, holding Azariah in one arm, and grabbed the glass of the water next to the bed on the end table.

I saw down next to her and pressed the glass against her lips as she took gulps of it so I had to lower it from her, “You’ll choke if you drink too much.” I warned her and lifted it back up. She drank slower, “Only a couple of hours.”

I helped her sit up farther on the bed and she held her arms out so I gently placed Azariah in her arms. She smiled brightly as she looked down at him, running her fingers threw his curly hair he had. He was all wrapped in a knitted blanket and he looked up at Nevaeh. “Has he eaten?” she asked.

“He won’t drink the formula.” I said. “Your mom and Aracelia suggest trying, but he would cry every time they hold him.”

She frowned as she looked down at him, running her finger down his face, “I guess I should try.”

“You’re too weak right now.” I told her.

“Well he’s starving.” she protested. She held Azariah in one hand and lowered her tank top strap down. I helped her lower her bra down and she tried her best to position Azariah on her breast. She read a book on breastfeeding, so she was doing pretty fine on her own…I suppose. Azariah seem to quickly latch on and start sucking. She seemed more relax, “How bad do I look?” she asked me, flinching and wincing a little since she was knew but tried to act like it didn’t bother her.

I ran my hand threw my hair, “You were brave, Nevaeh.”

“I’m dying, aren’t I?’ she asked, making pain fill in my heart that once use to never feel anything. She looked down at Azariah and sighed heavily, “It’s in the closet on the shelf at the right end.”

My eyes widen a little in relief, “You’ll take it?”

She reached up and placed her finger in Azariah hand, “I took one look at him and didn’t want to imagine ever leaving him.” She looked up at me, “The both of you, I don’t ever wanna leave the both of you.”

I smiled at her, “I promise to make forever with me not as bad as it sounds.”

She smiled at me as her shift her arms around, chuckling softly, “I love my boys so much.” She jerked a little and looked down at Azariah, “Wow, what a hungry little boy he is. He’s feeding quickly.”

“He’s a growing boy.” I said, placing my hand on his little head. I looked at him for a while since I couldn’t believe I helped made him. He took his appearance mostly from Nevaeh side and even I can see some of her father in. I have genes, but they aren’t as strong as her. That’s why Azariah resembles her father. He was still perfect though. I don’t know how I was so calm, I thought I would be freaking out becoming a father but I wasn’t. I’m sure he’s crying in the middle of the night I will be freaking out.

+Nevaeh.+

I set Azariah down on the ground and he quickly pushed himself up. He giggled loudly as he ran over to his bag of toys and started making a mess. It was so cute though because he had rolls on his legs and he was just an adorable seven month old. Aracelia joined next to him and started playing with him. I think she loved him as much as I do. That surprised me so much because she couldn’t stand the thought of him in the beginning but now she is spoiling him.

He sat on her laps as they played with a loud toy. Azariah likes loud toys.

Azariah was loved. I didn’t think he could be as loved as he is. He was always smiling and giggling, but when it came to people he didn’t know he would shy away from them and cling to either me or Hadrian. It took him awhile to get use to everyone else holding him. He first grew to love Aracelia and I think it’s because he knows who she is. He knows that’s who his grandmother is. My mom, she was the last. I always think of that one dream where he said that she wasn’t his grandma. I never told her about that, I didn’t want to hurt her feeling. He isn’t as welcoming with her as he is with Aracelia, but all it takes is time. He lets her hold him now.

“Has Hadrian been any better?” Aracelia said.

“He’s still trying.” I said. It was easy for me to become a mother than it is for him with fatherhood. “He can actually change a diaper without running away.”

She chuckled, “Fathers jobs back in the day just use to be bring home the food, Nevaeh. You got to give him time.”

“I am giving him time to adjust.” I said. “He plays with Ezra allot. He’s a good dad.”

“Speaking of Ezra. How’s he doing with other babies?” she asked. “And his crying?”

I frowned, looking down at my cup of water, “I’m worried he won’t be make allot of friends. Or be able to go to a school. He doesn’t ever want to leave mine or Hadrian side.” Every time Azariah starts crying, something will happen. Either a window breaks, he blows a light bulb out, or he’s causing a hurricane. How am I supposed to help train a baby? It’s impossible right now and I am being patient, but it worries me. What if Azariah won’t ever have a normal childhood?

“He’s young still, that might change.” she said. “Give it time.”

+

I was doing dishes as I looked out on the balcony where Hadrian and Azariah was. Azariah just turned two a couple of weeks ago and at least he’s being more understanding. He knows what he can’t do and he can control it, but something even when he’s not realizing it, something happens. Like when he’s playing, a book or the remote will start to levitate. He can still go into people’s dreams, but he has his own. He can turn the lights on and off with his mind. He’s talking! He can say allot of words and form small sentences. When we go out, people would look confused and we would have to say he’s older than he is.

Hadrian reached in the birdcage he had with birds inside. He bought them as a present for Azariah when they were still young, but he’s had them for a while. He held a chickadee in his hands and bent down next to Azariah, “Hold your hands out, Azariah.”

“He’s leaving?” Azariah asked, sounding upset as he held his palms out.

“He’s going to be free.” Hadrian said. “Birds can’t forever be trapped in cages, Azariah. He needs to spread his wings wide and soar around. He’ll be happy, we agreed we’ll let them each go after a while one at a time.”

“I don’t want him to go.” he said.

“He’ll be happy though. I know you can feel how unhappy he is, Azariah.” Hadrian said and Azariah frowned. Hadrian sighed, “Azariah, I know he’s pretty. They all are and you have taken good care of them but they can’t be caged forever. This is a lesson, to be able to let something go when it’s the right time.” Hadrian put his hand under Azariah hands and lowered his hand softly, “Count with me. To three. Remember how we counted?” he asked and Azariah nodded. “One…two…three!” he said as he lifted Azariah hand up quickly and the chickadee flew out of his hand up to the sky. Both their heads went back as they looked up to see the bird flying. Hadrian looked at Azariah and ran his hand down across Azariah face, “How did he feel?”

“Happy.” Azariah said. “Can we let them all go?”

After they let the three other birds out of the cage and they flew away, Azariah looked a little sad still but Hadrian played with him to cheer him up. Azariah pressed a book towards Hadrian and Hadrian chuckled at the Dr. Seuss book.

Azariah listened as Hadrian read him The Lorax book. I smiled as I turned off the sink as I finished and wiped my hands dry with a rag. Azariah back suddenly stiffen and he turned the top of his body around a little to look at the door of the apartment. Confused, I looked at Hadrian who looked confused to. I reached over and grabbed a knife that was drying. Holding behind my thigh as I walked over towards the door, I looked through the peep hole, but I didn’t see anyone. I wrapped my hand around the knob of the door and opened it quickly. No one was there though.

“He left.” Azariah said.

“Who?” Hadrian asked as I turned around as I closed the door.

Azariah looked at Hadrian, “Armando. He came here.”

“And?” Hadrian asked.

“He think it was a bad idea and leave.” he said.

I looked at Hadrian who stared down at the book for a moment before he continued to read the book to Azariah. I set the knife back on the counter and walked over to them. I picked Azariah up and placed him on my lap. I kissed the side of his head and leaned back, laying on my chest as Hadrian read the story to him. I kissed the side of his head and smiled as I looked at Hadrian. My simple but beautiful family. I couldn't ask for more.

So I'm a little teary eye. I always get like this when I finish a story because as a writer you grow to love your characters so much. I'm very pleased with how it ended. It's went just like how I wanted it. Nevaeh and Hadrian story--I still remember when I thought of this story and I was so hesitant to write it. I didn't think i would finish it but I did! Two stories and I'm suprised how long this book was. 50 chapters! Whoa! My longest book yet. I didn't expect that.

If you have any questions I'm willing to answer. If you confused about anything, go ahead and ask. I'll answer. I think I know one of them and is there going to be more?????

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Yes! I have three books in my minds to write. You already know the characters. The first two won't be to long, kind of like a novella. The third book might be a regular story, but it also might be a novella. I'm not sure, I haven't planned to much out. But I can tell you the titles!

The Nephilim Promise.

A Heavenly Kiss.

The Golden Halo.

Stay tone!