Chapter 7: Regaining trust.
After Sayah stormed out of the room, we allstood shocked. Her temper had gotten worse than it did 3 years ago.
My mother instantly stood up, her heels clacking as she chased after my sister. My father was shaking his head, disapprovingly. Celia and Candace stood mouths wide open. Christian sat there, with such a weird expression on his face. It was a mix of sorrow, action,and hate.
"I cant believe her.." Christian said, breaking the long silence.
We all nodded in agreement,still watching the door.
"She was her 3 minutes.." Candace stated
"And already ran away.." Celia replied.
"Some temper.." I muttered and Christian laughed.
We all waited around, Celia and Candace pacing around the room, Christian complaining he was hungry, while i stroked my stomach, thinking of my babies.
"Im hungry......hungry....feeeeeeeeeeed meeee!" He was throwing a fit.
"Candace?" I asked.
"What?" She said, stopping mid-pace.
"Bring Christian to the cafeteria and feed him? Please?" I begged.
She slumped her shoulders and gave in. She grabbed Christian and they left the room. Celia was staring at me as i stroked my stomach happily.
"Its amazing, really it is.." Celia breathed
"It is..isnt it?" I tought of my babies, sitting in my lap. Than i burst out crying.
"Sissy? Whats wrong.?" Celia said, rushing over to me.
"I just thought of it, when that one baby is stillborn, and once its born, i wont hear it cry, and after its born, i will only see it at its funeral, with its siblings." I sobbed.
"Oh Mi...." Celia sighed, a tear rolling down her cheek. "Dont think of that... Hey, maybe nicknaming the stillborn baby will make you feel better?" She suggested.
I smiled lightly. "Sure... how about...Buggy"
Celia smiled. "Or BabyBoo?" Now it was my turn to smile.
"I love that so much." We laughed when the door burst open. Christian came in holding a huge chocolate chip muffin, Candace holding 2 coffees, handing one to Celia.
"Man, thanks for getting me something." I muttered, suddenly feeling my stomach growling hungrily.
"Sorry, wasnt sure what you could hold down." She winked at me and sat down next to Christian.
The door suddenly popped open, once again, this time with my mother, father, and Sayah. My mom and dad walked over to me, placing me in a very gentle hug.
Sayah stood at the doorway, arms across her chest. "Im sorry i stormed off and got all mad when i heard about your babies." She scoffed, hating to apologize.
"Whatever" I muttered and went back to petting my stomach.
"Listen, im so excited to be an Aunty....and im sorry i lost my temper. I did come here to see you after all." She walked over to me and hugged me lightly. It was a perfect moment really. I had regained her trust.
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