The Good Life

Chapter 97

Marla turned her head later that evening hearing a noise coming from Rosie's room. She pushed Bruno whispering. "What is that?" she asked. She pushed him one more time hearing him moan.

"Whaaattt?" he turned hearing the same scream from his daughter's bedroom. "That's not a normal scream...I'll go get her..." Bruno said in a sleepy voice stumbling as he got up to get his oldest daughter. He peeked in her bedroom seeing her sitting up gasping for air. "Rosie? Baby...what's wrong?" He sat down next to her running his fingers through her hair trying to calm her down.

"Dad....are you sick like momma was? Are you going to leave? You can't leave." Rosie said starting to cry. "I dreamed you were gone. And momma was crying and the babies were just asleep...I tried to save you...but daddy...you weren't there..."

"Where was I?" he asked her still holding onto her cheek wiping away her tears.

"I ran to find you...I knew where you were....but then I woke up. I didn't get you. Nana and Abuelo said you went to the doctor...and you only go to the doctor when you're sick daddy. It's not like momma and me when we're okay...." she said in tired voice.

"Baby...everything will be okay. I did go to the doctor. And I'm gonna go again...but it's to make sure I don't have to go back like you and momma...."he kissed her on the forehead seeing the concern in her eyes.

"But....you're sick?" she asked him. "Like you'll have to take medicine like me?"

"I might..." he told her starting to stand up. "But I'll always be here for you, mamma. I'll always be here."

"Daddy....please...don't go...." she pulled his hand back to the bed. "Daddy...sing me our song."

Bruno lifted his 5 year old daughter up laying in the small bed with her. "Close your eyes..." he said sweetly singing a soft song into her ear. Bruno heard Marla's light footsteps walking near the door. She held onto both of the babies rocking them both quietly looking into the room seeing Bruno singing to Rosie.

"Bru?" she asked quietly standing at the door.

"She had a nightmare." he told her. "She asked me to sing to her."

"Daddddyyy...." she half whined while slipping back into her sleep.

Marla blew him a kiss walking away with the twins. Oh my god. What are we going to do? She thought to herself placing the twins in their small cribs next to each other. As they began to drift to sleep Hope rolled into Angelo who magically moved in closer to her."Aww...you two are so cute." she walked back into the bedroom stretching out over to Bruno's side of the bed smelling his pillow. I need this in my life. She thought to herself burying her head in the pillow crying herself to sleep.

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In what seemed to be just a few minutes Bruno opened his eyes to see the sun streaming through the big open window in Rosie's room. He carefully placed her in the bed getting up to see Marla dressing the twins. He walked up behind her wrapping his arms around her now skinny waist. "Let me finish..." he said sweetly.

"I'm going to take a shower." she wiggled out of his arms turning toward the bathroom.

"Mar?"he asked her as she turned the corner.

"Yeah?" she turned around seeing his expression change from his normal morning smile to a look of concern.

"At some point you're going to run out of tears, Marley. And that's when it gets better." he told her not losing a step in changing the babies.

"Me promotes?" she asked him.

"Te promteto, Marla." he told her. "Now go take a shower. You stink."

"Hey!" she laughed running toward the bathroom running into Rosie who had heard them in the baby's room.

"Oww...." Rosie exclaimed feeling her mother fall into her.

"Oh...sorry mija....let's get you breakfast...." Marla responded taking her daughter's hand leading to the kitchen forgetting about her shower.

"Momma..." Rosie sat on the counter waiting for her mother to give her medicine.

"What baby doll?" Marla replied handing her daughter pills.

"Is dad going to take medicine like us?" she asked.

"What do you mean, Rosalia?" she responded pulling her daughter off the counter.

"Nana said dad was going to the doctor...and we only go to get more pills."