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Are over for the day. Ty and Jackson get along well and Tessa just clings to David constantly, as usual. Jackson seems to love me and David too which is always fun and Ty and Tessa love Kristen and Scotty too. We're like one big family, minus the fact that we don't look alike in the slightest.
Suddenly, Scotty's phone rings, so obviously he answers
"Hello?-" he listens for a few seconds and then his expression changes "oh..yes I'm on my way"
Kristen looks at him confused as he stands and continues to listen for a few more seconds while grabbing his and Kristen's things.
"It's my brother... he was in an accident."
Kristen stands to hug him quickly after we all give our reactions.
"They don't know if he'll be okay. We need to go to the hospital now... David, Liza, I know this might be a lot but is there any way you can watch him?-" he gestures a little towards Jackson.
"Yeah sure of course" I answer, before David can even interject or give his own opinion.
"Thank you guys so much" Kristen says and they both run out the door.
Then we had three babies, like it was supposed to be. But I tried not to think about it.
David had to edit considering it was a Friday, which left me with the adorable 6 month old trio when he retreated up the stairs.
I look down at the three of them and go out to the garage (idk of her house has one so just go with it) ,quickly as I'm leaving three babies inside and see our big ass triple stroller, the one piece of furniture(?) we bought before I had the babies. So, expecting three babies, we go a triple stroller.
I feel a tear roll down my cheek and try to ignore it.
But I can't just ignore the fact that I lost a baby, a member of my family.
and it's my fault.
As much as a felt like grieving over that I had more pressing matters to deal with. More specifically I just heard a thump. And with babies that's never good.
I run in and see a toy knocked over, so in other words a ran in there for nothing.
But I kinda had to thank them because if there wasn't that noise I'd still be crying in our garage.
I can't forget about it but I also didn't have to be depressed either.
I mean 2 is better than none right?
But maybe this is making me realize I want more kids...
a/n: SORRY I HAVENT UPDATED IN SO FUCKING LONG!! Also sorry for the short chapter! It was really, really rushed so I might update later!
‼️ALSO! What are y'all's thoughts on more kids?? Like obviously these children are younger and they'll be one by the time they had another baby!‼️
