Panic

1. Panic, call for help.

I suddenly felt panic. My entire body filled with panic as the liquid last droplets collided with the wood of the bench. “You’re kidding me.” I said as she reached up showing me the liquid covering her fingers.

“No.” She said grunting as another contraction **** her to sit back down at the bench.

“What do we do?” I asked getting up “I mean, should we call an ambulance?”

“Only if you have………… a phone.” She grunted once again moving her hand between her legs.

“What happened to your phone?” I asked thinking about the fact that my phone was plugged in and sitting in my truck in the parking lot.

“Mine had…….. Accident last week………. I dropped it………. Toilet!” She moaned as another the contraction peaked and waned. “Where’s yours?” She panted after it ended.

“In my car.” I said “We’ll have to go there and I’ll drive you to the hospital.”

“In the parking lot?” She panted. “Can’t, this kid is…………….” She suddenly doubled over as another contraction hit mid-sentence. “Coming.”

“How?” I asked dumbfounded. “Labor take hours. My friend’s wife took twelve hours, and she bragged she had a short one.”

“True.” She moaned. “I been in labor…….. Since breakfast……….. I was trying to……….. Get things to go………. Faster by jogging a bit…………… But I………….. Ran into…………..You!” She finished almost in shriek as the contraction hit full peak with her final words.

Almost on cue she slid from the bench onto her knees. Small droplets of red pattered the gray cement pad below her and I knew I had to get help. I turned, running full speed up the hill and around the edge of the snack bar. I was almost to the top of the hill when I realized I was completely nude as I felt my dick slap against my thigh. Realizing that I could get arrested but not caring, I charged forward and as I crested the hill, I realized that my truck was the only thing in the lot. Quickly I ran up to the driver’s door and reached under the front tire rim to the magnetic box hiding my remote and pressed the unlock button. The door lock popped open, and I threw myself into the cab grabbing franticly for my phone. Turning back I ran full speed back up the hill and back to the snack bar. I was just passing the building when I heard her shriek once again followed by what seemed to be a resolved guttural groan.

I dialed ‘1’ which connected me to the emergency center just as I came wheezing back to the table only to find her lying on the ground holding the baby which had just started to cry. I stood in shock when a voice in my ear said “911 what is your emergency?”

“Uh.” I stammered until my brain caught up. “My friend just had a baby.” I said.