Dallas's P.O.V
I couldn't bring myself to leave Sydney's side. I still hadn't slept by the time parents got there. I sat there, holding her hand. I had been without her before and now that I knew she would be okay, I didn't want to leave her. Sometimes I felt as if I wasn't staying because of her but because of myself. So that I don't go insane.
I couldn't count the number of coffee's that I've had on all my fingers. My anxiety slightly diminished as I held her hand longer and heard her heartbeat on the monitor. At one point, I squeezed her hand and I felt it back. I was convinced that it actually happened but a part of my brain told me that it was just my imagination.
She seemed to be brighter as the time went on. She looked as if she was healing. The bags under eyes looked a lot less prominent. It felt weird not to see her with her belly bump. I ran my hand over her stomach gently and felt bandages. They must have cut into her to get the babies out. I felt my heart clench at the thought of her being cut open laying on the surgery bed.
I heard footsteps enter the room. I lifted my head and saw my mother. I pushed my greasy hair out of face. I was in desperate need of a shower. "Dallas, this isn't healthy."
"Mom-,"
"No, go home and sleep." She said sternly. "You might be 19 and an adult but you are still my son and I care about you."
"Why should I sleep in the comfort of my home when she has to sleep here?" I said lowly and laid my head back down on the bed.
"Oh, my god," she said under her breath and walked over to me. She gripped my arm and pulled me up. I could've held back and defied but I didn't. "Go home. Eat something. At least shower and change your clothes. I'll stay and watch over her."
"Mom, please,"
"I call you if anything happens, I promise. Now, please go home. You need some fresh air."
"I've only been here for 2 days." I reasoned. She gave me another look
"Exactly, you've been here for 2 days. No sleep, no eating, no shower for 2 days. Now, go before I call the nurses to get you out."
"You promise you'll call," I asked heading for the door.
"Of course," she said and grabbed Sydney's hand as I walked out the door.
I rushed home driving faster than normal. The faster I got home the faster I could get myself a shower and eat a little something and make it back to the hospital.
When I got home, I took a warm shower which relieved the ache of my muscles from sleeping in those wonky positions for too long.
When I got out I dried and dressed all in under 20 minutes. I rushed down the stairs and into the kitchen. I was hungry for more than just coffee it seemed. I made myself a sandwich and went to the living room to eat. I must have also been more tired than I thought I was.
When I woke up 3 hours later, my half eaten sandwich was on the floor and I had a missed call from Cole. I heard a banging at the door immediately after. I got up and went to the door. I already knew who it was. Who they were.
I opened the door to Theo and Cole, who rushed in passed me. Immediately, questions were fired at me.
Where is Sydney? What happened? Your mom said this? We heard that? So I sat them on the couch and explained everything that I knew.
"We can see her, right?" Cole asked, "and the babies? Holy shit, you have triplets! You're a father!"
"Yeah, no shit." I suppressed a smile at the thought of my kids. I couldn't wait to have them at home and to hold them. I obviously wasn't happy about having to wake up at 3 am to change a diaper or to feed them but I had Sydney, and together we would deal with all the hardships that come with parenting.
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Dallas |Book 2|
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