When You Left Me

The funeral/ A Mothers Goodbye

( Jasmine's POV )

Dr.Harris had woke me from my dreamless slumber, saying he needed to run the tests on me to make sure everything was working properly. I looked up at Laurent still asleep with his face sort of scrunched up. He looked pained, I guess he was having a nightmare. I ignored the worry in my body for him and just told Dr.Harris okay. He helped me remove myself from Laurent's hold, and off we went to run the tests. I just stared ahead, numb from the events. I swore I heard a baby's cry in the distant. When I tried to go towards it, I fell out of the wheelchair Dr.Harris had brought along for me to sit in. He quickly came to my side to help me and I slapped his hands away. "Ms.Raynes, please calm down. You're not strong enough yet to walk on your own. Please allow me to help you."
"NO! Can't you hear them?! I have to go! My babies are crying, I have to go!" Dr.Harris eyes went wide and his facial features held a sympathetic look. "Ms.Raynes.... Your twins are gone. No one is crying. This hospital wing doesn't even house anyone under 10.. Please Ms.Raynes, let me help you up." I laid there dumbfounded. As I allowed Dr.Harris to aid me back to the wheelchair, I escaped to the recesses of my mind. He performed quite a few tests and drew blood as I just sat motionless. "Now now darling, is this anyway to live?" I closed my minds mental door on the voice. And the babies crying was all I could hear.

( Laurent's POV )

I woke up to an empty hospital bed. I freaked out, the worst possibilities immediately coming to mind. I got up, ready to run out the door to find her when the door opened and Dr.Harris pushed Jasmine in. I calmed down, seeing that she was okay. But her eyes were downcast. Dr.Harris excused himself and it was me and Jasmine alone again. Before I could talk, she spoke every word a dagger. "They said, we have to hold the funeral soon." Her voice was so vacant. I bent down in front of her, asking her hands in mine. "Jasmine, can you do it? I will arrange everything if you cannot."
"I want my babies Laurent."
"I know, but they're gone baby. I know it's my fault, so I will prepare everything. You just rest. I will call Larry and we handle it." She looked away from me, cutting me off from her emotionally. It broke my heart but I will endure it. I gently picked her up and laid her in the bed. I kissed her forehead then left to speak with Larry. Yes, this was going to hurt, but seeing Jasmine so broken hurt more.

( three days later )
( Larry's POV )

Everyone was silent as the preacher spoke, guiding the twins souls to heaven. Jasmine was dressed in all black and had a surgical mask over her mouth, her lungs sensitive to the air. She sat in the wheelchair, motionless with only her tears falling. Laurent was at her side, also dressed in all black. My twin was devastated. I could see it in every bit of him and it was killing me. Not only was he burying another child, but Jasmine was so oblivious to his pain. Or she just ignores it. I loved Jasmine, she was like a sister to me. But this way she was being, like she was the only one hurting was starting to get to me. Laurent needed comforting too damnit! And she was just so lost in herself, that it didn't matter. But yet, he wouldn't leave her side. His guilt and love far to great. Waydi stood a few feet from me, deciding to be respectful and not push himself in Jasmine's life. But I wondered how long that will last. As the tiny infant sized coffins started to lower into the ground, a wail broke out. Jasmine was shaking, her body having seizure like movements. Laurent took her hand and hid her eyes away into his coat. I could feel the tears practically drowning me. What a terrible week.

( Laurent's POV )

We all gathered in Larry's after the funeral. Jasmine had went silent after her breakdown at the funeral. I was trying to be strong for her but the tiny coffins had showed me what the decision I made had done. I wondered if not only Jasmine but can I myself, ever forgive me? Larry was outside on the phone, talking to Liloh. The incident causing him to treasure his daughter even more. My heart clenched. It had been two girls. I stopped a whimper from escaping my body, not wanting to make things worse for Jasmine. I kept having this feeling, like something was going to happen. Something bad. I couldn't quite get what. I sighed, telling Jasmine I would be back. I had to get her medicine since it was approaching the time for her to take it. I was gone 5 minutes and walked into Waydi at Jasmine's side. He was on his knees and I heard him say, "Ma douce, let me take you away from this. Let me take care of you. You're not in good hands with Laurent. I will help you, just like I did every time he left you in that gazebo."
Before I knew it, I punched Waydi so hard that he flew back. Jasmine eyes roamed over to him, still lifeless. She didn't speak a single word. Larry rushed back into the house after hearing the sound. "Waydi, get the fuck out. If you ever come near Jasmine again, I will fucking destroy you." His eyes were defiant, he wasn't ready to let her go. "You don't deserve her Laurent! You do nothing but break her!"
"What would have had me do Waydi?! Let her die?!"
"That was what she wanted Laurent! She told me if in any case of this happening, the twins would be chosen over her!" I looked at him in shock, my mind wrapping around the absurdity of that. I turned to Jasmine "is your life so pointless and miserable, that you just throw it away petite?"
"It is now."

( End Chapter )

Come on guys. She still has to heal. Everything is still fresh and new to her broken heart. A mother does not move on from losing her children in a week people.