Breanna's POV.
When James left, I decided to look out the window to see what was going on. I opened it slowly and carefully. It was a man and a woman, standing in the alleyway. The man had a gun drawn on the woman.
"Where's the fucking money?" The man asked.
"Johnny, I fucking told you that I didn't have it. My kids are fucking expensive and their dad doesn't pay a single fucking cent," she growled.
"I don't care how much your kids costed you. You owe me money. And if you don't give me it right now, I'll shoot you dead," Johnny yelled.
"We've been friends for fifteen years. And you are willing to kill me over some money?" She asked.
"Yeah. I am. You and I both know that you owe me much more than just 'some money'," he responded.
"Fine! Then shoot me! I've got nothing-" She began.
A gunshot rang out. I gasped as the woman dropped to the ground. Johnny turned to look at me. He shot at me and I ducked, even though I didn't have to. Then he ran away.
Noticing that the woman was still moving, I climbed out the window and down onto the staircase. I walked down some stairs and dropped to my knees.
"Are you alright?" I asked, looking at the gunshot wound to the stomach.
"Nah. I'm gonna die," she cried out.
"Shhh. It's okay," I said and pushed her a little bit so she wouldn't be on the hotel grounds.
She looked at me, blood coming out of her mouth. "Take care of my kids for me. They got no one else," she said. Her breathing was slowing down.
"Shhh. Don't waste your strength," I whispered.
She chuckled a little. "Are you gonna take them?" She asked.
"Take who?" I asked.
"My kids. Please... just... give them a good life. Okay? Don't let them go into the system. It... ow... it fucks you up," she gasped.
"Okay. I will," I said.
She smiled at me. "Thanks."
Then she turned her head to the side. She took her last breath and then died.
Kids? What kids? My question was answered when I heard crying. At the bottom of the staircase, there was a double stroller. Inside, two babies. They were no older than a few months. I gasped and picked them up. I carefully walked back up the staircase and into the room. I sat in a chair and waited for James to come back.
James's POV
I stood in front of Breanna, completely flabbergasted. I didn't know what to say.
"I... I uh... Their mother is outside. She's dead," Breanna said.
I dropped to my knees and took the babies in my arms.
"I didn't know what to do. She was their only family," She said.
"She was?" I asked.
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Twins| "Dear?" Sequel
Horror"Twins" picks up where "Dear?" left off. James Patrick March and Breanna Brock choose their next pupils in the forms of twins Sean and Eli McCarthy. Sean and Eli are total opposites, but they do have two things in common. One being that they both lo...
