Chapter 79

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Ignore the typos, I am too lazy to read it back. 🤦‍♀️ 😂

    "She's going to be okay." The doctor informed, the news were met by a lot of whoops and cheering. Camila hugged her husband and both cried softly at the news that their daughter was going to be okay, at least physically.

    "Thank you doctor, so much." Sinu thanked her.

    "She's got a long road ahead of her, she'll need support, but are still not completely out of the woods yet but we are a lot closer to the exit." The doctor informed seriously. They all nodded and thanked her again before embracing each other one more time.

"She can only see immediate family, meaning her mother and father. Will you please accompany me Mr and Mrs Mendes?" She doctor asked, they both nodded and followed the doctor to the 3th floor, the ICU, room number 305 where laid their daughter with a tube down her throat and machines beeping all around her.

On the way to the room the doctor warned that she would have machines hooked up to her and the sight was not pretty but still, the moment Camila and Shawn saw their daughter there alive, with color in her cheeks, it was the most beautiful sight they had ever seen.

They sat on either side of the bed and held both her hands. Camila looked at her daughter and did something she hadn't done in a long time, say a prayer. She muttered something in Spanish Shawn couldn't quite pick up but he knew she was praying for their daughter.

Camila's POV

    I am awoken by someone touching my shoulder gently. I lift my head up to see my mother holding two bags from In-N-Out. I look to my right to see my husband sleeping, holding on tight to our daughters hand who still hasn't woken up from her surgery.

    "No, mama I can't eat." I say lifting my hand up and dismissing her.

    "Mija, it's been three days. You've got to eat. Both you and Shawn." She said, her voice soft and caring but still my desire to eat is null even tho I know I need it.

    "I don't want to eat." I snap at my mother, her face falls but then hardens. If there is one thing I know about my mother is that disrespect plus her children and her do not mix.

    "Karla Camila Cabello Estrabao. You are you to eat right now. I know you don't want to eat, I know you have no desire to," Shawn wakes up when my mother snaps and is now looking at us. My mother's voice softens when she looks between me and him who both look like scolded children. "but you need your strength and the last thing we need to worry about is both you and Shawn passing out because you don't want to eat. If you won't eat for me, then eat for the sweet little girl who is going to need her parents more than ever when she wakes up." Both me and Shawn nod before taking the bags and opening to find four burgers, fries, and sodas. We both start to eat in silence, at first not really wanting to eat but when the food really hits we both devour the burgers and fries.

    Wow I didn't notice how hungry I really was. My mother smiles before collecting the trash and taking it outside.

    "Was she always this scary?" Shawn asks a hint of humor in his voice. I chuckle and nod my head before looking back at our daughter. Not a lot of words were spoken between up these past few days, even tho we were in the same room for said past few days. "I love you." The words bring me back from my own thoughts, for a moment, a millisecond I see the Shawn I first fell in love with, with no worries in his eyes, humor on his face, a carefree expression, unlike how we both are right now, our faces carry worry, fear, hurt, and a lot more feeling we'll have to deal with. I look back at him and give him the best smile I could manage before standing up, walking over to him, leaning down and whisper the words I haven't spoken to him since everything happened.

    "I love you too." I say before giving him a peck on the lips and sitting on his lap. He wraps his arms around me tightly and kisses my shoulder as we both look at out daughter who no longer has a tube down her throat, but looks like she is taking a nap. A nap that worries us all very deeply.

    I sigh and bury my face in the side of my husbands neck, taking in his smell I sigh and enjoy the little moments in which I have some sort of peace before my mind is plagued back with memories of the recent events.

Author's note

Wanted to give you guys something so not to leave you hanging.

Also should I continue with the POVs? I think I should because there seems to be a confusion about what Shawn was feeling when he said what he said in their fight some chapters back AKA after Isabella was taken.

Leave me your thoughts and love!

xoxo Love Ana xoxo

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