51. Your Blue Eyes

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-Jackie's point of view

As soon as those words came out of Crystals mouth, I broke down. The most important people in my life are in danger.

Crystal hugged me tightly, and cried with me.

"Everything is going to be okay." She assured.

The doctor rushed out of room, and came towards us.

"Are any of you related to Brenda Johnson?" He asked.

"Yeah, that's my sister and he's her husband." Crystal quickly answered.

"She needs to go into surgery. Now. We just need permission." The doctor informed us.

"Yes, do whatever you need to do in order to save all three of them!" I nodded.

"Sir, It's far more complicated than that. The umbilical cord is wrapped around the girl's neck, and the boy is far too the side in order to be delivered naturally. You must choose." The doctor explained.

"What? Why the fuck would you ask me that?! I'm not going to choose! I refuse to!" I shook my head.

"We don't have another option." The doctor shrugged.

"But I do? I can't lose the love of my life, nor can I lose two precious babies that I've waited so long to have." I snapped.

"I'll try my best." The doctor sighed before running back into the room.

"This can't be happening." I shook my head as I slid down the wall.

"We're here!" Mahogany yelled as she waddled into the waiting room.

"Where's my fucking sister?" Arely asked.

"She's having surgery." Matt answered since Crystal and I couldn't talk.

"Holy shit." Gilinsky breathed.

The gang sat around, and didn't say anything. We were all praying. Asking God to answer our prayers and to save them all.

"She can make it. She made it through her first surgery years ago." Shawn broke the silence.

"How can you be so sure?" Cam asked.

"She's a fighter. She's always been one. They don't call her the queen of fights for nothing." Crystal spoke up.

*five hours later*

"Family of Brenda Johnson?" The doctor asked.

The whole gang stood up.

"I don't know how to say this." The doctor sighed.

Everyone was ready to burst. She didn't make it? Gosh, was it my fault? What about the babies?

"I was wrong. Like I said, I don't know how to say this, but all three of them made it!" The doctor cheered.

"They made it? All three of them?" I asked shockingly.

"They sure did. Congratulations, you are now a father of twins." The doctor smiled. "But Mrs. Johnson is tired, and weak because of the surgery. The babies are being tested to see if everything is okay."

"I want to apologize for yelling at you earlier." I mumbled.

"It's all good. You just wanted everything to be okay." The doctor smiled.

"Thank you for everything."

"My pleasure."

"Can I go see my wife?" I asked a nurse.

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