"What was that, Hun?" The nurse asked.
"My father shot my husband. He robbed my house, broke all of the pictures, then shot James." I said it louder.
I couldn't think straight. I started to shake.
"Hun, I'm gonna put the girls down, okay?" The nurse took my babies and put them in their little cribs. I let her. Once she put them down, I snapped.
I was standing up trying to run out the door.
"Help!" The nurse screamed. A bunch of nurses came in. One gave me a shot. "You're having a panic attack." My nurse said.
"James!" I screamed over and over.
*flashback*
"Forever." James said.
"And always." I said back.
We just sat at the park for what felt like years.
*present*
"Where am I?" I asked opening my eyes.
"You're in the hospital honey." My nurse said.
"Where's my babies? Where's James?" I panicked.
"James has the girls." Its all okay. She said.
Thank God!
Authors note
So after this story, I was thinking about another one, about the twins. ;) I need help with the girls names though.. Any ideas??
