closing in on me. Get her away from me! I start to walk away moving slowly against the wall. My eyes stay on her and that scary needle. If she comes any closer I’m going to beat her ass. “Ma’am I am going to give you this to calm down.” I shake my head rapidly, eyes wide. I can’t breathe. “Ma’am you’re hyperventilating. This will calm you.” Oh my god! Why isn’t James or anybody helping me? They’re retards. Don’t they know this could hurt the babies! Of course they don’t, they’re dumb asses! I’m going to kill them after this! I back away. She moves forward. Everyone is staring at me. “Baby take the shot.” Johnathan coaxes. “Sir, I can have someone hold her down.” She turns and says to him. The fuck she can! I glare at Stacy and James and I can’t catch my breath, they aren’t doing a damn thing. Why are they doing this to me? “Stacy!” I croak out of my throat. Finally! A word. “Take it Emily, it will help. You need to calm down.” He says gently. What the hell is wrong with these men! Are they fucking morons?! She comes closer. I take in a deep breath and wipe my eyes that are still flowing with warm salty tears. “Listen lady” I swallow hard my voice shaky. “You can’t give me that.” I glance at the shot breathing faster. Not enough oxygen. I need more. My body is shaking, sweat pouring down the back of my neck. My hands moist. Damnit. “Ma’am you’re a danger to yourself, you are having an anxiety attack” She speaks carefully and warmly. “If you give me that shot it will hurt my babies!” I screech staring daggers at her and cover my belly protectively. I’m like a fucking mother lion I will eat this bitch alive if she touches me. I swear to god! She stops immediately. Johnathan’s eyes widen and so does the rest of the group. This is so not how I wanted this to come out. I fall to the ground. Stacy and James are over next to me in a second and Johnathan falls to the ground right where he stands. “Oh shit Emily I’m so sorry.” Stacy says worried. “I didn’t think.” He smacks his head. “Please forgive me.” “I can’t believe you!” I yell at him and smack him on the arm “Or you!” I smack James too. “You motherfuckers almost allowed my babies to get hurt!” I sob and hit them both again. The nurse makes her way over to me slowly. I tense up and push against the wall. I have to get away from her. “Don’t you fucking touch me.” I heave acid between breaths, eyes wide, my hands clinched at my sides. I will hit her if I have to. “Ma’am I’m very sorry I did not know you were pregnant.” She says grief saturating her words. “It’s okay it’s our fault.” Stacy says glancing at James. “You can go.” I peek around Stacy’s body and see Johnathan on the floor his hands on his face. I take in a few deep breaths and wipe my eyes. “You two go clean up the mess you made.” I snap and point to where Johnathan is balled up on the floor. I can’t move. I suddenly feel very sleepy. I need a nap. No what I really need is coffee…Oh, that delicious caffeinated drink that I haven’t had in seven weeks. I could really use one of those right about now. Or a whole bottle of tequila. Which I can’t have either. So I guess I’m fucked. “I’ll take care of him.” Stacy says and stands from his kneeling position. His knees creek as he walks over towards Johnathan. James sits down beside me his back against the wall. “I’m sorry I didn’t even think about the babies.” He says softly and pats my leg. I put him on ignore. I’m still angry with him and Stacy. This isn’t how Johnathan was supposed to find out. “Johnathan.” Stacy says. He doesn’t move. “Johnathan, look at me.” Johnathan removes his hands from his face. His eyes are red, and he’s crying. He wipes his tears and looks up at Stacy. “It is yours?” he whispers, his voice hoarse. “Is what mine?” “Emily’s baby.”