Who Are You Now? (HTD Sequel)

Chapter 12: Not Anymore

Recap:
"This is all your fault! Can I at least see her?"

"They say that we can't see her until she's stable," he told me.

"That makes no sense! Bull!"

I tried taking a few deep breaths, but it wouldn't calm me down. I even forgot that Trevor was still hugging me from behind for a while. I turned around to face him and his arms were still around my waist.

"C-can we sit outside for a while?" I asked him barely above a whisper.

"Of course," Trevor replied softly and led me outside and away from Tracy.

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A week passed and my mom was finally stable, which was a huge relief. I haven't spoken a single word to Tracy ever since the day of the accident. It was all his fault.

The doctors were finally letting me see mom for the first time. I took a deep breath and hugged Trevor briefly before following the doctor to my mom's room.

I slowly walked into her room and took the seat beside her bed. I took my mom's hand in mine and she smiled at me.

"Hey Delilah," she croaked. "I'm okay, but...the baby isn't."

"I'm so sorry mom...about everything."

A single tear rolled down her cheek, but I quickly wiped it away.

"I'm sorry too," she told me.

I quickly shook my head on the verge of tears. "You have no reason to be sorry, though."

"Yes I do," she replied. "I can't believe I told you to leave before."

I shook my head. "It's all over and done with, mom."

A sudden knock at the door caused me to turn my head. There stood Tracy with an awkward smile on his face.

"Can I come in?" he asked softly.

"No," I replied firmly. "You're not needed right now."

My mom sighed before speaking. "Of course you can come in, dear," she said, much to my displeasure.

He did as she said and sat in the chair on the opposite side of the bed.

"I'm so sorry, Jesenia," he whispered and kissed her hand.

Tears formed in his eyes and slowly started to fall from his eyes. I sat there, unmoved.

"Don't cry," my mom told him. "I guess the baby just wasn't meant to be."

"It's my fault."

"No, don't say that!"

"But it is," I spoke up. "It's all his fault!"

"Delilah!" my mom yelled.

"Well it's true!" I retorted. "Maybe if he actually cared enough to pay attention, this wouldn't have happened!"

"Calm down," my mom told me. "Look on the bright side...we're all here together as a family."

"Tracy? Family?" I laughed angrily. "Us three...we'll never be a family."

Those were the last words I spoke before storming out of the room. I didn't care if I was being a brat or whatever. Just the fact that mom acted as if everything was okay, when it was the complete opposite made me angry.

How could she be so kind to Tracy after he killed her baby?

I just didn't understand. I practically ran to the waiting room where Trevor was. The moment he saw me, a look of worry washed over his entire face. He gently wiped away my tears that I didn't know were falling, before pulling me into a tight, comforting hug.

"Is everything okay?" Trevor asked, still hugging me. "What's going on?"

"It's just...mom keeps acting like everything is fine even though Tracy killed her baby! She's acting like we're one big happy family when we've never been that. We will never be that."

He hugged me even tighter and stroked my hair.

"Who knows? You guys might find out you have some common ground, you know? Maybe one day you can put your differences aside and act like a real family?"

"I doubt it," I whispered as I buried my face in his neck. "I just want to grow up so I can get out of here."

"And finally become a singer like you've always dreamed of?" he asked.

I pulled away from the hug and shrugged. Trevor gently grabbed my hand and pulled me outside with him through the main entrance. He motioned for me to take a seat on the bench and I did. He then sat right beside me.

"Can I ask you something?"

I nodded. "Of course. Anything."

"Why... exactly haven't you been working on your singing career lately?"

I shrugged. "I don't know."

"I thought this was your dream?"

I shrugged yet again. "Well dreams change," I told him. "I guess you can say that I changed my dream," I lied.

"But this has been all you've ever wanted."

"Not anymore I guess."

"But-"

"Don't worry about it," I cut him off.

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Eh.

I'm probably going to end this story pretty soon because I literally hate it so much. And I never feel like updating..