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Mystery P.O.V

(The P.O.V's will change alot in this book, sorry.)

I got out of the car and tried to catch my breath.

I hope I killed them. If not, I'm going to be the one killed. I have to go to the hospitals around here and see if I actually completed my mission.

I hope she's not here. I can't have her asking if they're dead once and for all. She'd claw my eyes out. I wonder if she'll have me kill Gerard next. I would gladly do that any day.

He took her away from me. The love of my life. The mother of my child, not his. He will pay.

"Oh my god!" I heard the angelic voice cry followed by a gasp.

I snapped my head up to see her. I haven't seen her since we started this whole plan.

She looked gorgeous as ever. She was practically glowing. Her swollen belly showing in her skin tight shirt.

"My love." I stood up straight, smiling at the goddess in front of me.

She said nothing in return. She just gaped at me. I know I was bloody because I hit my long nose against the dashboard. I could still feel the blood gushing out.

"What happened?!" She rushed over to me and grabbed my chin gently.

She carefully moved my head side to side, examining the minor issues. I shrugged, knowing to keep my mouth shut, even if it were the love of my life asking.

"I got in a little accident, nothing major." I said, nonchalantly.

"Let's get you cleaned up."

She grabbed my arm gently and guided me to the open red door. She then took me in the bathroom and proceeded to clean the scrapes and cuts I got while I thought of a plan to make sure Gerard Way suffered just like I did.

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Daisy's P.O.V

I woke up to the sound of beeping and voices. All I felt was pain. Physically and emotionally, as all the memories of what Frank said about Gerard being with Lindsay.

I guess this is the universe's way of telling me, you can't run from your problems forever.

I hurt so bad. I wonder if Bandit is okay.

Bandit!

My eyes shot open as well as my body. I ignored the pain shooting through me.

There at the bed was a doctor, Frank, and Jen, who looked heavily pregnant.

"Where's Bandit?! I need to see my daughter! Where is she?!" I croaked frantically.

"Ma'am, please lay down. Your daughter is in the child wing. You can see her after we run some test to see if your body is healing correctly." The doctor said calmly.

I strangely obeyed and laid back down.

"There will be a nurse to take you to get a CT scan, also known as a CAT scan. It's just a type of x-ray." The doctor continued.

I nodded as she did as well. She then left and it got silent. Tension looming in the air.

Not knowing what to do or say, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

"They're twins." A soft, quiet voice said quietly, breaking the tension amd awkwardness.

I opened my eyes and saw that Jennifer had moved to the right side of the uncomfortable hospital bed.

I smiled weakly.

"Stop. You're making me want another one."

She was about to say something but got interrupted by the door bursting open and heavy breathing.

"Where the fuck is she!?"

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A/N:

Thinking about making a fourth book for this series.

I don't know.

Thoughts?

Bye.

- ZoëBear.

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