Not About Angels (Only Human sequal)

chapter 8

(Demi's pov)
I opened my eyes with a piercing headache. I shouldn't have gotten drunk.

"MOMMYYYYY!" Brooklyn yelled smiling and rushing through the house. "Honey can you quiet down. Mommy's head is hurting." I said closing my eyes.

Brooklyn sighed and nodded. "Okay mommy. Can I have some breakfast?" she asked.

I nodded and picked her up then started making our way to the kitchen. I remembered my phone was charging by the toaster anyway.

I sat Brooklyn down at the table and and went to the cabinet and got some Cheerios out for her. I poured her a small bowl and put some milk in the bowl.

"Here you go baby." I said as I put the bowl in front of her and went to check my phone. Joe texted and let me know he went to the hospital to ask about the bill and put some water bottles in the fridge and told me that there are Advils in the cabinet. God he's so sweet.

I was so tired and hungover but as a mother I had to tough it out and be responsible. I took the Advil and drank the water that was in the cabinet.

It was going to be a LONG day.

(Joe's pov)
"Hi, can I speak with the financial advisor here?" I asked the lady up front. She nodded her head and called him.

After a while we finally stepped in his office.

"Hello Mr. Jonas. How can I help you?" he asked.

We had a seat and I decided to just be straight forward about it.

"Well, I think you made a mistake on the bill you sent us." I said.

He chuckled. "Negative sir."

"Uh, no. Not negative. $25,000? Doesn't that seem like a bit much? Brooklyn was only here 3 days. And Demi 2. I only had a small checkup with the ER. Don't we have insurance?" I said.

"Yes sir you do. But, you kept insisting on private rooms. Extra 100$. Plus a checkup is 100$. Your wife had to be kept on fluids and IV's which is 350$ an hour. She was asleep on 12 hours. Your daughters was 3 whole days of fluid. Plus a 5,000$ surgery. Your insurance only plays 1/4 of the cost. Therefore, you have a $25,000 bill." he explained.

I sighed. "Are you sure there isn't any mistake?" I asked.

He shook his head. "I've been working here 25 years, took 15 years of mathematician college. There's no mistake sir. I'm sorry. If you want to, we can set up a payment to pl-"

"No." I interrupted. "I'll take care of it." I said. I didn't want to add this to another list of things to pay every month.

(Demi's pov)

My headache was starting to feel better. "Mommy, can we go to the park?" Brooklyn asked. "Sure, after I'm done cleaning." I told her as I continued washing the dishes.

I noticed as I washed her bowl from breakfast it was still half full. She hadn't eaten very much from her bowl. How have I not noticed this before?

I finished the dishes and got my car keys. "You ready to go baby?" I asked her. She nodded and grabbed my hand as we went out to the car.

(Joes pov)
I drove to the business downtown and stopped at the Italian resteraunt. He was expecting me.

"I need $25,000." I said. He was nice to me. He kept smiling. "Alright, I can do that." he said pulling out his checkbook.

We were in the back of the Italian restaurant. I was visiting the Spaghetti King. That's what he goes by. He's basically a billionaire, and a 5 star loanshark. He's got a bunch of money. I just figured I'd have him loan it to me, and pay him back from my business.

"And this WILL be paid back in three months." he clarified with me. In a very scary manor.

I nodded. "Yes sir." I said.

(Demi's pov)

I looked at Brooklyn playing with the other kids as I sat on a bench watching her with another mom.

"Which ones yours?" the mom beside me asked.

"Oh, uh, the dark curly haired one with the yellow dress. what about you?" I asked.

"The redheaded boy in the striped shirt." she said. "What daycare does your daughter go to?" she asked me.

"Um, she's in kindergarten." I said with a small smile.

"Oh." the woman said. "My son is 2." she said and looked away.

I started at Brooklyn. A 2 year old is taller and bigger than my daughter. Isn't there something wrong with that?

I remember thinking I'd kill to be that skinny. Now I just want health. Healthy. I want my baby healthy.

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