Odium: An Inferno World Novella by WP Woodbine & Winter Paige

Author:WP Woodbine & Winter Paige [Woodbine, WP & Paige, Winter]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-06-21T16:00:00+00:00

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I started to feel the urge to push hours ago, but I don’t feel like I’ve made an ounce of progress. The room smells of death, and each time I drag in a practiced breath, my eyes water with the urge to puke. There’s nothing left in my stomach to vomit at this point, and I’m hoping against hope that’s why I feel so disconnected from what’s going on around me. I try to doze off between periods of pushing, but each time, I jolt awake in more pain. I continue baring down with each wave just like everyone instructed.

Everything has progressed exactly like the books told me it would, except it’s also nothing like the books said. What they neglected to print in their hundreds of pages filled with curling fonts printed in a carefully selected shade of calming purple is that the entire book is filled with bullshit lies, no doubt written by a deceitful group of pussy-plowin’, chub-cultivating, spit-stick seedsmen. I’m certainly not smiling like the lady was in the pictures. Having a baby feels like you’re actually factually being ripped in half by a monster. I don’t need to be able to see my cunt to know there’s a portal to hell residing inside my fucking vagina right now. There is no way I’m birthing a human child today. Nope. I’m birthing the fucking apocalypse, and my only witness is upstairs changing diapers.

This is not the beautiful experience herds of chatty women prattle on about excitedly.

I’m filthy, exhausted, and cold in a way that permeates my bones. I’ve been fighting not to lose consciousness for hours, but I’m quickly losing steam. I can’t, not after finding out most of the things I thought were facts aren’t. What if what Levina thinks she knows about labor is wrong? Just because the literature says my body will know what to do. What if it doesn’t? What happens when we give all we have and it still isn’t enough? What if he’s in trouble?

Another contraction rips through me, and I know I have to make the most of it. I grip my legs, push with every ounce of strength I have left, and refuse to let up. I shake under the effort, digging my fingernails into the filthy skin on my thighs, but I don’t feel the pain I’m sure is there. My ears are ringing, and the bits of early morning sunlight I was grateful for moments ago have completely disappeared. Still, I give one last grunted push and succumb to exhaustion.

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