Twins 3//Hayes Grier

Chapter 21 (bish whet?!)

[A/N: someone should like be super awesome and make me one of those^]

Third-Person POV

Together Dallas, Hayes, Nash, and Will stood next to the two caskets that held their mother, and step father, as it slowly was lowered into the ground. Tears fell down the four of their faces, Dallas gave out occasional sobs, Chad comforted her, Brynn hung into Nash's side and cried hard, Carson stood next to Cameron, holding onto his leg. Skylynn sat in a wheel chair next to Will, he rubbed her head on occasion.

After the caskets were lowered distant family member started to leave. "So what now" Dallas spoke first with a crack in her voice. This hurt Hayes heart, he felt terrible that she was like this, it was almost as if he lost Dallas to. "I don't know" Nash replied, "we move on, surround ourselves with positivity" Will said, Hayes kept giving him side glares, giving him an 'not a good time' look, "what the hell Will?!" she shrieked, "this isn't some boo-boo. That was our damn mother there! In case you didn't notice she was being lowered into the ground in a casket! We can't just move on in a snap of a finger! She pushed us out of her vagina, we grew in her stomach, she took care of us, she raised us, she loved us" Dallas said getting angry, "ok, but in case YOU didn't notice getting angry at a funeral isn't the best thing ether" he spit, "so it's just a funeral? Alright let's all just throw away all the memories. Your know what actually, let's just forget about each other, lets just never talk to each other again, because if she never existed then we wouldn't ether, have some damn respect you asshole!" she growled and trudged off to her car. She sat in the passenger seat and balled her eyes out, "what did I ever do wrong? I try being a good mother, I've been a good sister for 27 years of my life, so why am I all of a sudden the one that over reacts?" she cried out, "your a great mother, and your pregnant Dallas, take into view that if you weren't a good mother you wouldn't even be having another one. Sure you've made mistakes with your brothers, but your human it's doomed to happen" she heard a faint voice whisper to her, she turned and looked around herself frantically, nothing.

Hayes walked off to his car and sat down in the drivers seat, "mom. if your can hear me, I just want you to know that I've always loved you, I sort of agree with Dallas, Will shouldn't just think it's a funeral, I love you and so does Dallas, and so does your grand kid, Taylor and I were going to tell you, but this happened" he sobbed, "I'm so proud of you Hayes. Your son will love you too. Right now you need to comfort your sister" he heard a faint whisper, almost as if it were the last words of someone, "son? Taylor's only three months" he asked, "I love you" the voice whispered, fading out and finally disappearing.

"Daddy" Brynn cried, "yeah" Nash asked, voice cracked, "Grandma is walking with us" she smiled, "what so you mean baby" he asked her, "I see grandma" she choked, "you see Grammy" he asked, she nodded, "she said she loves you" she laughed, "what's she saying baby" he asked, "I can't tell you it's our inside joke" she smiled, "she said she would talk to you but she lost her energy talk to the twins" she smiled, "twins?" He questioned, "Dallas and Hayes" he whispered, "let's go check on auntie Dallas" he said picking her up an running to Dallas' car, he knocked on the glass, she looked over to him, make-up running down he face, she rolled down the window, "it was her" he whispered in a barely audible tune.

*a few days back*

Elizabeth's POV

They say before you die that your life flashes before your eyes. I've always believed that. This time, random things flashed before me, memories I've never personally experienced, they looked like Dallas? Dallas and Jordyn. Dallas being shot. Dallas being hit by a car. Hayes cutting himself? Nash braking down into tears pleaded for Dallas to come home. Will drunk praying for Dallas. A cancer patient I've never met. Then came my memories. What kind of sign was that? "I love you babies" were the last words that left my mouth that day.

Slowly I walked along side Nash and Brynn, "I lost all my energy talking to the twins" I said, she turned and talked to Nash. I ran with them to Dallas car, "it was her" he whispered to her, "tell them, Taylor's having a baby boy" I said, "Taylor's having a boy" she blurted out, "Taylor who" Dallas askes, Brynn turned and looked at me followed by Dallas and Nash, "wait, baby, is she right there" Nash asked, she nodded, "Grier" I smiled, "Grier. Taylor Grier" Brynn said, "Taylor's not pregnant" Dallas chuckled, "tell her she's on drugs" Dallas laughed, "she can hear you" Brynn smiled, "I love you" she cried, "I love you too" I said, Brynn repeated my words, "Taylor is pregnant, Hayes told me, a few moments ago, before I came here with you" I said to Brynn, "she said Hayes told her before she came here with me" Brynn said.

*4 months later*
Dallas' POV

I rubbed my eyes and sat up, "mornin' mom" I smiled, I could imagine her voice, her smile, her warm eyes, her gray filled hair, he petite body. I slipped out of bed. Today is my baby shower. Usually you don't have a shower for your second child, that is unless the second child is a different gender than the first, I honesty don't know what gender this one is.

I smiled as I put on a cute little outfit and walked out into the living room. Everything was sat up, the girls sat around the couch, I picked up pink and blue cookies and snacked on them.

A few hours went by and now it's time to find out the gender. Haliya handed me a Pokémon ball, "don't open it until I say" she smiled, I nodded, all the girls around amused waiting, of course they picked Haliya to know. "3" she slowly counted down, "2" she continued, "1" she slowly went on, "open" she cheered. I opened the poke ball, a little slip laid inside, I pulled it out and unfolded it. The note read 'I'm a girl' I cheeres.
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Fact- I love gum

A/N- I hope you liked this chapter. I will be taking off a few days, this book is starting to feel like a job. It's hard to juggle school work, social time, and updating. After I so nicely asked people not to comment 'Update!' and other things in my third authors note, Y'ALL STILL DO IT!!! I asked nicely, I don't want to see that stuff. "Update! Update!" Update my ass!

Love y'all, peace Twinsers