Makeup remover wipes S.M.

Chapter 49

"They were gonna go out and pick up the pizza we ordered," Jericho nods soaring me no detail in where his sister has gone and if he knows anything about what happened. "And Skylar really wanted to go so Angelina said she'd go too. She said it was fine, and then she put them in the car and left." He shrugs really panicked. Shawn's still at the hospital I'm here to grab our baby girls a few things and then I'm gonna pick up Shawn and my breakfast. "About thirty minutes before the hospital called we were talking and she was saying that Charlie was texting her but she wouldn't respond because of what he did and then he was arrested for a count of wreck less driving and murder attempts."

"Will you guys be ok here?" I hug my two older boys who nod slowly. I quickly race up the stairs collecting the few thing I need before reassuring them that someone will be over to help them with the kids before I'm driving off to retrieve mine and Shawn's breakfast. It's hard to think my baby girl of only three years is in a hospital bed right now because we decided to leave the house. I know Shawn knows that I won't go out with him anymore unless the kids are around. He has no chance at a date pretty much ever again. I'm not going to risk it, and I have no blame for my seventeen year old girl. I blame the person that hit them who seems to be Charlie.

"Thank you love," he smiles weakly while I hand him his breakfast. I give Skylar her blanket. They're all asleep right now but her blanket could help her get better and that's all I want for her. The poor little girl that ended up in this tragic, potentially fatal accident and she's only young. "Mercy was up for a little bit." He smiles brushing Angelina's hair to the side. "But she was really tired so she went back to bed." He doesn't touch his food but I on the other hand can't stop eating. I've never done this before I'm almost stress eating.

"Was she tired Shawn?" I sigh while he brakes down in tears again. I place myself on his lap and bring his head against my shoulder. "I know," I nod letting my tears fall against his head. "I know." I hum, they're our baby girls and they've always been full of smiles and love. "They'll be alright Shawn, I'm sure of it." I nod kissing his cheek.

"Our poor girls." He sniffs against my shoulder. My head lay against his. There's a soft knock on the door and I remove myself from his lap confused about the knock. "Hi Dylan," Shawn smiles softly but he doesn't look happy. He's usually return the warm greeting but he isn't which is very unlike him.

"I only just found out," he looks at the three of them and then hands me flowers. "Is she in a coma? We're they really hurt?" He looks horrified.

"Come here," I hand Shawn the flowers and hug the boy, he's taller than me as is everyone else but he needs comfort. "How'd you get here?" I look out their window letting him sit by Angelina's feet. The older two get beds Skylar gets a crib.

"I walked," my eyes go wide and he shrugs a little. "Mom and dad are out of town again and my nanny wasn't around." I fluff his bleach blond hair. It's completely natural, no matter how fake it looks.

"You should've called me," I scold almost as if he were my own child. He pretty much is, he already spends more time with us than he does at home, he even has a room at our house because Shawn refuses to let him and Angelina stay in the same room. "I would've picked you up." I hug him again.

"I was too nervous, I left my phone at home." He looks down at his girlfriend. Shawn really likes him and is happy that it's him Angelina's with. From what I hear Dylan is incredibly popular, we attend all of his football games and we're proud of him like our own, Angelina has no one more than him and Izzy for friends. But I'm also told that he will abandon everyone else for Angelina, although usually he just brings her with his friends. Although from what Jaxon tells me she's with him and his friends until she starts to feel uncomfortable or her anxiety is triggered. I feel like I passed it on to all of them and I always feel really bad when they get panic attacks and then Ivey panic attacks and it's just a horrible chain. I also have episodes where I'll pass out due to PTSD that I'm worried one or all of them might deal with now and it's terrifying. As a mom I want everything for my babies but I can't give them everything right now.

"Well the doctors say they should all be awake soon." I nod at him while he moves farther down on the bed. "What you don't wanna be the first one to give her a hug when she wakes up?" I chuckle.

"It should be one of you two," he nods making me smile a little. "Because if you don't hug her first then you won't hug her at all." He chuckles making me and Shawn smile which is all we really needed. I haven't seen Shawn smile since we got here yesterday. Skylar has to undergo a surgery which is part of the reason I went home this morning, I couldn't stand it, I left before they took her bed out and I didn't come back until I was certain the surgery would be over.

"Alright." I nod at him sitting on Shawn's lap while he watches our teenage girl. She was supposed to be going to university, she does have a long time for recovery from this but I know Shawn worries too that she may not be recovered by then.

"Mama?" Angelina sniffs gently. I give her a light squeeze worried about hurting her but pushing the worry aside seeing her here and awake. "Daddy," she sighs while he hugs her too. His head lays atop hers and his tears magically vanish. They've probably never seen him cry and most likely never will he always has the brave face on for our kids. I on the other hand could never be strong for anything it's too hard.

"Are you ok?" Shawn whispers into her hair his head pressed tightly against hers.

"I'm still sore but I'm alright," she nods reassuring us both greatly. I kiss her cheek and Shawn does the same before Mercy is awake and we move to let Dylan see her. Both of us hug mercy tighter than I can explain while we wish for nothing but good news from the doctors about Skylar and our two other girls.

"They're terrified," I mumble holding her tighter. "Your brothers?" I nod making sure she understands. "CJ is mortified and Jericho couldn't sleep, Kaiden and Jaxon have been actively denying it and the babies are confused." I explain.

"I'm so sorry," she cries against Shawn's shoulder. "I was trying so hard to be careful and I tried to dodge him and I tried to keep them safe." He hushed her while I watch. I'll leave them, as worried as I was Shawn was about ten times worse. He only has four girls and they mean the world to him, especially now that he can't have any more. He does love all of our children a lot but his girls have always been daddy's girls and he's always promised to protect them. He feels like it's his fault.

"It's not your fault baby girl." He hums kissing her cheek. "It's not your fault." He hums again hugging her tightly.

"Good you guys are awake," she smiles. "A couple nurses are going to take you guys off for some scans and to run some tests." Dylan lay next to Angelina. "You can join them if you'd but you two need to stay. We have some results from the little ones tests." I move off of Mercy's bed wiping my eyes and touching my baby girls hand. The poor thing looks so peaceful, and at ease while she sleeps. She's the last one that needs to wake up and I can't wait until she does. "So for her testing," another group of nurses enters checking up on our little girl. "Things are looking good so far but she does have a cracked rib, so she might have to stay here for longer than those two. They should be released within a few days." One of the nurses does something that brings our baby girls eyes open and the bright smile back to her face.

"Hi sweetie," I smile lifting her softly she has some form of cast around her tiny torso.

"Mama," she smiles letting a small squeal before she sees Shawn too. "Daddy!" She yells almost making Shawn hush while he grabs her from my arms.

"Hi baby girl," He hums while her head falls against his shoulder. "My sweet sweet baby girl," he mumbles laying his chin against her shoulder blade. "Does it hurt princess?" He whispers.

"Only a little," she gives her wide smile and a little giggle to her father. It's hardly a laughing matter but she could make fun of anything, even herself. She has such a positive can do attitude, she believes she could move a mountain if she pushed hard enough. "But it feels better when you cuddle me." She whispers giving him such reassurance. He was nervous for her and so was I, I think we all were but to know that they're doing well is heartwarming. They're our strong girls, our little fighters.