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We're off to a bad start

Chapter 28: We're off to a bad start

Cheyenne's POV

When I imagined New Years, I didn't imagine a hard plastic chair biting into my back, blindingly white walls, or the smell of bleach soaking into my clothing.

I didn't imagine a hospital waiting room.

God I hated hospitals. Everything was just so clean. So perfect. Hospitals had a certain air to them, it's like when you stepped in one you were breathing in a different atmosphere. One that choked you.

My dad had gone to pick up Daniel and Ava. Mom sat next to me with a can of expresso in her hands, although she hadn't taken an actual sip. Haley was on the other side of me, a blanket pulled tight around her. She hadn't stopped shaking the entire time. Her dad sat against the wall with his head in his hands.

And Sebastian? Well he hadn't been able to stop pacing since we arrived, his face set in stone.

"Cheyenne baby I'm going with your father to put the kids to sleep. Someone needs to stay with them. He'll be back soon to stay with you," mom touched my hand gently. I nodded mutely.

I stared at Sebastian as she left. More than ever I wanted to hold him. Comfort him.

Tell him how much I loved him.

The moment just didn't feel right however. There was a tense atmosphere surrounding us, and I wondered who would snap first.

"Mr. Cole?"

His head shot up at the sound of the doctors voice.

"Yes?"

"Your wife is stable for now, but her condition has been steadily worsening. I'm afraid she doesn't have much time left."

He nodded in understanding, rubbing his forehead.

"At the moment we can't allow any visitors. I'm sorry."

He nodded again and sat back down, this time in an actual chair. Sebastian came up to him.

"Did you know?" He asked. "Did you know she was getting worse and didn't tell us?"

Another nod.

"Why?" No answer.

"You let her come home, let us believe everything was ok. You lied to us!"

"What was I supposed to say?!" He stood up shouting. "That she was dying? She's my wife!"

"And she's our mom!" Sebastian screamed back. "She's our fucking mom, and she's dying, and we deserved to know!"

Haley was trembling. "Sebby stop," she whimpered, tears rolling down her face.

I'd never seen Sebastian this mad before. His eyes flickered to a nearby lamp and for a second I panicked thinking he was going to smash it on his dad's head.

"Just stop it!" Haley stood up yelling. "All of you just stop!" She dropped to the floor, sobs racking her body. I wrapped my arms around her trying to bring her the little comfort I could offer. She clutched to me like I was her lifeline.

Happy New Years.

Yeah right.

Kimora's POV

"Maybe you should slow down," Marcus advised me.

"I'm good thanks," I snorted my fourth line of coke.

"Let me rephrase. You need to slow
down." He yanked me up.

"What's your problem?" I glared at him. "I'm fine."