If There's Revenge, There's War: Book 2

46. Mother Knows Best

I'm back!!!! No Author Note... Sorry
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Patrick's P.O.V:

I paced around the small waiting room, coffee in my hands. Andy was the only one here. Jace and Dallas left a while back.

"It's going to be alright." Andy reassured. "She is going to be a mother and you are going to be a father."

I gave him back a small smile.

The door to the waiting room opened. Andy and I snapped our heads towards the door.

A woman was standing there with a clipboard in her hands. "Patrick Stump?"

I walked, more like sprinted, towards the nurse. She laughed a bit.

"Yes?" I replied.

"Your wife is currently in labor." She said.

"I kind of know that already. Her freakin' water broke at our wedding!" I yelled.

"Patrick." Mother Hurley shushed me.

"Shut up Andy." I snapped back.

"He gets really tense when he drinks coffee." Andy said to the nurse.

"What are you, my mother!?" I shouted.

"She's just-" the nurse started to frown. "She's in critical condition with the babies."

"W-What." I uttered. "T-The babies?"

"The babies are fine Mr.Stump." She reassured. "One of the babies, the male to be exact, is having trouble with its heart. I know this might scare you, but there's a 20/80 percent chance he might live."

At that exact moment, my heart shattered into a million pieces. The room that was filled with my screams was now silent.

I looked back at Andy, he was shocked as much as I was.

"H-H-How is this happening?" I choked.

I even saw tears in the nurse's eyes, "I'm not sure. If he comes out breathing and all, he will still have a heart murmur. He will still have heart defects."

"I don't care. I'll pay millions of dollars for surgery and his medicine. Just please make sure he alright." I cried out.

The nurse nodded before excusing herself. She left the room.

I dropped to my knees and cried. I was afraid. I had to admit, I am scared as hell right now.

A hand rested on my shoulder. Andy.

"It's okay." Andy whispered.

I sniffed. "No it's not."

"They'll live. The twins. Elisa. All of them will live."

The lights in the room started to flicker. I stood up from the ground.

"What's that?" I asked.

The television that was playing little infomercials on medicine turned black. All the lights went off. We were filled in darkness.

"Andy." I called.

"I'm right here." Andy grabbed my left shoulder.

The television turned on again.

"DADDY!"

"ABIGAIL!" I yelled at the television.

Abigail was sitting at a chair, knife connected to her throat.

"DAD!" She yelled out again.

She was pulled away by someone.

"Abraham." I gritted through my teeth.