Losing you book 3

Chapter 4

YVE

I opened my eyes a little, my head feels really heavy and my eyes are droopy. Where am I?

I slowly recognized voices.

"Daddy, did you have a good night's sleep?" That sounds like Yna. Who is she calling daddy?

"Yes sweetie. I had mommy here with me. It was the best sleep I've had in years. But I missed you and Yno." I know that voice. I must be dreaming. He can't be here.

"Daddy, mommy said you were good enough to play in the NHL but you didn't pursue it. I'm a good skater." Yno said proudly. He is a good skater, he takes after JC. He's a natural on skates, just like Yna is. He's really fast and solid on his edges and who is he talking to?

"I'd like to see that. Did mommy teach you?" It was JC's voice again.

"Yes. And she bought me skates." He said proudly.

"So when mommy's better, let's all go skating." It was JC's voice again.

"When is mommy getting better daddy?" Yna asked.

"Soon sweetheart. Hopefully, soon." He said.

"JC, have you eaten?" It was mom. That voice I'd recognize anywhere. But why is she talking to someone who's thousands of miles away? I must've snapped. I'm seeing and hearing things.

"I'm not really hungry mom. Do you mind if I wait for Yve to wake up first?" He said.

Ok, I'm liking this dream more and more. Then I saw Laura running towards JC again, she kissed him, but this time his head moved a fraction and her lips landed on his cheek. Can I have that on playback? It didn't hurt as much. Maybe there's still a chance for us.

"Sure JC. The kids and I are going to the grocery next door, do you want anything?" She asked.

"The soup's great daddy. We always order soup." It was Yna again.

"Then soup it is. You kids choose for me, ok?" JC said, or someone who sounds like JC. Besides, he doesn't know about the twins, how could they call him daddy. He actually thinks Yna is Ken's daughter.

I felt pain in my chest. How I wish I could just walk up to JC and introduce him to our twins, maybe he'd understand when he sees them. But I can't do that. If I do, I'd risk getting taken into custody and losing my twins. I've already lost my husband, I'm not about to lose our twins. Our miracle.

I heard the door close softly then it was quiet again.

I felt someone move to sit beside me and hold my hand. This hand feels so familiar, yet it feels so foreign. It's been years since I've held this hand, years since JC held my hand. Please, don't wake me up anymore. I take deeps breaths to calm my heart.

"I'm here baby. I'm not a dream." JC said.

"Please wake up soon." It was too much, I don't want to wake up so I gave in to sleep again.

I was hearing voices again, this time I could hear Leah and JM in the background.

"Jace, I don't know how you're fine when you were given such high doses of anxiety pills." It was dad, JC's dad.

"Well, actually, I wasn't taking the prescribed doze. I was cutting it lower and lower until I was hardly taking any. Do they actually have a long term effect?" It was JC again.

"You get dependent, then you easily get anxious, especially with the reason you started taking them in the first place. What you did was good, lessening your intake meant you didn't go crazy. You would've, if you did. How did you quit taking them?"