Death is soon

Wait

Brooklyn, you need to go." Layla said. " Why! Why should I go! I have nothing here on earth! Absolutely nothing!" That's when Layla yelled something that Brooklyn didn't know. " Layla! You're pregnant!" Layla looked at her like she was crazy (which she is by the way)." Do twins run in your family" I asked." No? Why?"She said still panicking." Because you have twins,I can see them moving around"."It's yours too you know" Layla spoke towards me. In the hospital as her cold almost lifeless body lays there,her body is about to start contracting. If she doesn't choose right now she either rescues her own babies or kills them."Okay,I'm going to leave you guys." Brooklyn spoke with streams of tears rushing down her face,catching her breathe here and there." Can you tell if it's boy or girl?" Brooklyn asked." Wait a minute" I said pulling Layla to the side. " what's that up there" I asked. " they're not twins. They're triplets. You have three little babies" Layla spoke towards Brooklyn and I. " I better leave" Brooklyn said. " I love you" I whispered. "I love you too" Brooklyn replied. She then gave Layla a long hug and once it was over Layla looked over to me and spoke " she's cold,she's ready." Brooklyn then blew a kiss rubbed her stomach and then vanished. There was two boys and one girl. Jasper Lee was the first one. Tabitha Faye was the second. And Saffron Milam was the third, he was a premature baby. As you may of guessed,she had woken up. My mother held her hand through the delivery. Because while the three of us were having a long conversation my mother had received the security tape from the store and realized that Brooklyn wasn't to blame. And mom loved Brooklyn so much. She would invite her to dinner and family game night. And what she had said was spoken of pure anger. Once my mom saw the babies she was in love. She held Jasper as soon as Brooklyn held Tabitha. But then once she saw Saffron she ultimately started crying. She loved him so much. So my beautiful Brooklyn,named Saffron after my mothers maiden name. And for that my mother will always be grateful. My mother offered that Brooklyn and the kids could stay or could stay until Brooklyn gets on her feet. Brooklyn took the offer and lived with my mother.