Chapter 13

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Amara POV

I was thrilled when my mom came to town to watch the twins. They only seem to behave when she is watching them. My mom's always seemed to have that effect on people. Warren's been on his best behavior ever since she arrived this morning.

Tatum checks the living room making sure my mom's a good feet away before whispering low, "Who the hell were you dreaming about last night? You sure it was a dream and you didn't sneak someone in here?"

I feel my face become hot, I grab her arm pulling her closer to me, "What are you talking about?" She squints her eyes at me before shrugging.

"Guess it was a dream, sucks you can't remember, it sounded like fun" she whines as I stare at her confused. I don't remember having a dream, I honestly don't even remember going to bed. The phone rings bringing me out of my thoughts and back to Tatum's rambling.

"Been so long since I had a wet dream, at least it means you're getting over Billy and Stu," she says envious but happy before leaving the room to answer the phone while I tilt my head confused at her.

"Billy and Stu?"  I mumble trying to recall the names.

Warren runs into the kitchen and it suddenly clicks. That was weird. I must be really tired as if I would ever forget who they are.

"You okay?"

"Yes sweetheart, just a little tired," I ran my hand through his beautiful soft curls giving him my strongest smile no matter how drained I felt.

Tatum rushes into the room with a look of annoyance on her face, "That was Dewey, Candy's been killed and they've called Roman into questioning, he was the last person to talk to her,"

What the hell? Not sure how I feel about that. I nudge Warren when I notice him smiling at the news.  "Does Sidney know?"

"Yeah, she and Randy are on their way," she responds.

"Will you be good for your grandma?"

He nods immediately instead of not answering or thinking for a moment. I pray for the person he ends up with in the future. Using a car I rented I was on my way back to the studio with Tatum when I received a call from the hospital saying my father was awake.

I was hesitant to go into his room. After ten minutes, Tatum gets fed up and opens the door for me, nudging me inside as he's sitting on the bed holding his head deep in thought. "Hey,"

My voice grabs his attention, "You still mad at me?" I could see a lot of pain in his eyes and didn't have it in me to fight with him.

"I can barely remember what I was mad at you about," 

He smiles before suddenly engulfing me in a hug, "I love you, you were my last thought, when I thought I was gonna die," his voice is shaky as he cups the back of my head holding me tighter.

My lips tremble as I fight back tears, not sure why I'm feeling so emotional. I hug him back, holding him tight until he groans holding his side. "Dad, you should rest,"

"No, I need to protect you, Danny is a fucked up person, he was way fucked up before he became the person he is now." I gently pushed him back on the hospital bed.

"I know Dad, we're gonna leave soon, you don't have to worry about us, please for me get some rest," I plead, after a few moments he nods leaning back in pain, I watch him until his eyes close, I hug him then give him a light kiss on his forehead before heading to the studio.

The studio was in a frenzy, I just wanted to find Dewey and get out of there, but who I ended up finding made me happier. "Randy!" I yell, surprised jumping on his back, he groans, losing his footing, almost falling over. Tatum excitedly jumps into Sidney's arms holding her tight.

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