Looking down at the little boy, in her arms, sobbing because of a bad dream. She rocked him back and forth.
"Shhhhh… Samuel Christopher Hudson- Lopez. We don't want to wake your little sis, do we?" He snuggled in to his mother's chest to find comfort.
Once he was fast asleep, she carried him to the room he shared with his twin sister. The room was half light blue and light pink. He slept on the pink side because he cried all night if he didn't. She raised him to her lips and softly kissed him on his forehead then gently laid him back in his crib. She wondered over to where her daughter slept sound asleep. She loved so much because she was sleeping through the night, which is good for a one year old, even when her brother was screaming at the top of his lungs.
She bent down to kiss her daughter on the cheek she was so small compared to her brother but she was a strong little fighter when she was born. She had to be put in children's ICU because of her breathing; because her lungs weren't developed properly.
"Good night, Annabella Marie Hudson-Lopez. Mi pequeña princesa" she backed out of the room and left the door open slightly because she knew that she will be back in there later for round three of Sam's night terrors.
When her head hits the pillow she cant sleep she lays there thinking how she got two babies at the age of seventeen with her baby daddy two hours away not even knowing that they exist. She loved her babies and sometimes wishes she was back in Lima with her friends and parents but she couldn't go back now. Nobody knew where she was or why she left (except her parents).
"I'm pregnant." She was sat on the couch with her parents at either side of her. Her mother took a hold of her hand and squeezed it to let her know that she was there for her only daughter and child. Her father on the other hand just walked out of the room and didn't speak to her for the next two days. He came out of his room and told her to pack her things. 'This is it,' she thought to herself, 'kick out just like Quinn.' He told his daughter that she is to live near her aunt in Fort Mitchell. He brought her an apartment for her and his grandchild to live in and that she will be leaving on Monday morning.
A little tear ran down her face thinking that she never told her friends good bye. She did hear about them every time her mom came to her but it wasn't the same. She cried her self back to sleep that night. Hoping that one day she will go back and see her friends.