Wishes Upon A Cut <<Imagine>>

Chapter 20

*3 years later*
Joey and I are happily married. I'm 20, he's 21.
the best part is... I'm pregnant! we wanted to wait until marriage for a baby and now it is happening!
we know the gender and everything.
the baby is healthy and it's going to be a boy!
we can't really think if any names though.
I had just woken up and Joey is downstairs cooking breakfast.
"Baby! You're awake!" Joey smiles and kisses me.
"Yeah, the baby has been kicking all morning!"
He rubs my stomach the pulls my shirt up and kiss my stomach.
"I can't wait fro this baby." He says and a big smile spreads across his face.
We then begin eating.
"This is really good babe." I say nodding
"Thank you." He says with a small grin.
When I finish eating, I go to take a shower.
I start the water and turn the fan on.
"AH... AAURRGGH." I yell. Contractions.
Joey comes running upstairs.
"What's wrong? Are you hurt?!"
"I'm having contractions! I think the baby is coming!" I say and then my water breaks.
"Hum... I'll start the car, just turn off the water and take deep breaths like you learned in class."
He runs downstairs and I turn of the water wincing in pain, trying not to scream. I sit on the toilet and exhale and inhale deeply.
"AHH." Oh god it hurts.
He comes running back upstairs and takes my arm And we walk downstairs.
We get to the car and drive.
Ina bout 15 minutes we are at the hospital.
We rush in and tell them that I'm in labor.
We get taken to a room immediately.
~2 1/2 hours later~
"COME ON, ONE MORE PUSH!" The doctors say
I push and I see the doctors take the baby away.
"I'm so proud of you." Joey says then kisses me.
"Do you know what your going to name him"
Joey looks at me, "Braxton Evan."
"Well, say hello to Braxton Evan Grind," and the doctors hand me the baby.
~A few days later~
"You're good to go home, y/n!" the nurse says handing me the baby.
we get home and the first thing I see is a rose in a vase, it's the final rose that hasn't died, after 3 years. it's plastic. I tear up and tell Joey I love him. "I love you too y/n"