Last chappie

its gonna be sad

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Just as Riley set another beer on the counter, Huey downed it without thought. He was at this point, very drunk and hardly able to sit up. Riley rolled his eyes with a smile at his brothers expense and started helping another customer.

"I looove your fro,"

"Well, I love your boobeeeez…"

Riley's head shot back to see a very trashy young woman leaning all up on Huey who was still drunk as anything. Riley apologized to the customer, slamming down his paper and pen and jumping over the bar only to walk hastily over to his brother.

"You're cute,"

"Ya wanna kno what else is cute? My kids…see? I gotsa a boy ana girl," Huey said, holding up his wallet, "Jazmine says they look lyke meh but I think they look mo like her…wuchu think?"

"Oh… you're married…?"

"Yeah… and Jazmine's havn triplets! Triplets!"

"Ouch," She said, leaning into him smoothly, "Ya wanna forget about it for a bit?"

"Huh?" Huey blinked. Riley made it just at that moment and pushed the woman back gently, putting his hand on his brother's back.

"S'cuze me, skank," He told her, "But ma brothah's happily married, ya hear?"

"Doesn't look too happy," The woman said.

Riley smacked his teeth, "He's only happy when he's wit her, now getcho nappy self out 'for I call ya pimp and tell em your dishin out fo free," She gave him a sharp look before picking up her purse and leaving. Riley looked at Huey and shook his head, "Lets getcha ta bed,"

After telling his boss he was going on break, he took Huey to his apartment only a few blocks from the bar. Once Huey was settled he turned off the lights and left.

Work went by like it always did, long and not much fun. Cindy came in about half an hour before Riley's shift was over which happened to be fortyfive minutes before dinner at Jazmine's.

"Hey Babe," She said sweetly, giving him a kiss. She sat down at the bar and took out a hundred dollar bill from her purse and sliding it on the bar over to him.

"What's that fo?"

"Last night," She winked. Riley paused and then started laughing.

"Shiit, woman," He said, sliding the bill back to her, "Sorry, I charge two hundred,"

"But I left you two hundred on the dresser," She explained, "This will make three,"

"I was that good?"

"That good,"

He smirked and leaned in to give her a sweet kiss before pulling away to check his watch.

"Eh… I better go get Huey," He sighed, "He's been recovering at my place for nearly the whole day,"

Cindy smiled, "Jazmine told me about the new additions. Guessing Huey came here to celebrate?"

"One way of calling it…" Riley shrugged. Cindy giggled and stood up, "Can you leave now?"

"What? Yah, sure, iss a slow night 'nyway," Riley shrugged, jumping over the bar and following her to the door. Suddenly, his phone rang. Reaching into his pocket and pulling it out, he pressed it to his ear and listened to a hysterical Grandad.

"Rileh! Where's yo brothah! I been calln em for two damn hours!"

"Why, what's up? Toilet aint workn again?"

"Niggah! Jazmine's in the hospital! Get yo brothah and move ya asses here now!"

Riley paled, "Hospital!? What happened!? Are tha babies alright?"

"The twins? Yeah, sure, they're fine," Grandad sounded annoyed.

"No, no, I mean…. Aggh! Nevah mind! What hospital you at?"

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Huey had his foot slammed on the gas pedal as he zipped through the town, weaving through cars like a crazy man. Riley was sitting shot gun and was promptly freaking out.

"I think I should be drivn…"

Huey said nothing.

"Niggah… Huey, you okay?"

Still silence. Riley gulped and sat in his chair, trying to shrink so to avoid dying.

They pulled into the hospital parkinglot, Huey jumped out of the car and dashed inside, storming right up to the front desk.

"Jazmine Freeman, she's my wife and she's pregnant with triplets. What room is she in?"

The woman stared up at him before typing in something in her computer, "Jazmine Freeman? She's in room 176,"

Huey turned to walk down the hall

"Hey wait! You can't see her now, she's in recovery!"

Huey ignored her as he walked at a quickened pace, ignoring his painful headache and queasiness. He was too sick with worry and fear to care about any of those stupid things. Not to mention the guilt.

God, what did he do?

Finally reaching the room, he stood outside the door to look at his grandfather who was asleep in his chair, the twins playing with eachothers hands in their stroller. Huey's eyes softened on them and let each one hold a finger.

Taylor stuck her fathers finger in her mouth and Robert just waved it like it was a flag or rattle. Huey smiled and kissed both of their heads, feeling more pain in his heart than he could handle. How could he have thought for a moment having more would have been a bad thing?

Who was he to regret something so wonderful?

An even more painful thought struck him like a bad guitar chord.

What was happening to his wife?

Suddenly, the door opened and out stepped a nurse holding a vile of blood. Huey's eyes fell on it and felt his body weaken, knowing that it was his own wife's blood.

"Is she okay?" He asked urgently.

"Huh? Who are you, sir?"

"I'm Huey Freeman, my wife is in there, is she okay?"

The woman's face hardened, "And where have you been?" Huey's eyes furrowed as he pushed passed her and stormed into the room, "Hey! You can't go in there, yet!"

"Jazmine!"

There he saw her, laying in her bed looking pale and sick. He walked over to her gently and stared down. She didn't seem to notice him if she was awake.

"Jazmine…?"

Her eyes popped open and tears started flowing freely, "Oh Huey!" She grabbed onto him and sobbed loudly into his shirt, Huey fell to his knees, wrapping his arms around her and kissing her head, "Jazmine, what happened, are you okay?"

She choked a sob and shook her head feverishly, "No, Huey… I'm not okay…"

"Jazmine, you're scaring me, please tell me what happened,"

"After you left… my stomach started hurting really bad," She cried, "I… I thought it was just, ya know, pregnant stuff…but it wouldn't stop hurting,"

Huey's grip tightened on her shoulders as she spoke, dreading the ending of her story as her voice rose.

"When I went to take a bath… to try and make it stop hurting… there was blood… blood everywhere," She was starting to cough, "Grandad drove me here… but they're gone. They… they didn't…" She broke down, sobbing loudly and uncontrollably. Huey bit his lip and hugged her tighter than he knew.

"The doctors… they said… they said it was just tissue. It didn't matter. They were just tissue," She sobbed louder and then started pounding on his chest, "It wasn't tissue! They were my babies! They took out my babies! They weren't damn tissue! They couldn't have been! They… they were my babies…! They took my babies away from me, Huey!"

Her pounding started getting more and more fierce and violent suddenly, "YOU GET THEM BACK! GET MY BABIES BACK NOW!! RIGHT NOW!"

Huey felt a hot tear linger down his face as he tried to hold her tighter so she'd stop pounding. She collapsed, letting loud sobs mute the rest of the world.

"Jazmine…" Huey whispered loudly, "I'm… I'm sorry. I can't…I- I'm sorry…"

"You didn't even WANT THEM!" She shouted, pushing him away, "You were so disgusted you couldn't even stay for a minute to talk about it!!"

"Jazmine…! That's not true and you know it!"

"No! No! You don't even love Taylor and Robert! How could you love three others that aren't even born yet!"

Huey's angered flared. He grabbed her shoulders and gave her one firm shake to make her look at him, "You listen to me, now! I am… the worst human being for leaving you today when I should have been happy about the babies. But don't you dare ever question my love for any of my children. Robert or Taylor or even these three," He spoke so firmly and passionately it made Jazmine shake a bit, "I'm sorry and I will never, ever forgive myself for what I did… but you have to know I loved them just as much," His voice cracked as he spoke, leaving himself more raw and exposed to her than to anyone in his life.

Jazmine's soaking eyes stared into his as she crawled into him, crying into his shirt again and trying to find some comfort in his arms. There was some... but it wasn't near enough.

Suddenly, a very old looking doctor came in, looking just cheerful enough to piss Huey off.

"Mr and Mrs. Freeman," He said with a smile, "I have news."

Huey shot him a glare but Jazmine just wiped away a tear and looked at him pathetically, "Yes?" She whimpered.

"Allow me to first say, I am beyond sorry for your loss. My wife miscarried our first child and we still have trouble to this day thinking about it," The doctor said. Huey's eyebrow rose in annoyance, wishing the old man would leave them to grieve, "But we have found some… odd things in the blood we took, Mrs. Freeman, we're going to ask you come with us to run a few tests,"

There was a pause. Huey and Jazmine exchanged worried glances before Huey tightened his hold on his wife and glared seriously up at the doctor.

"What's wrong with my wife?"

"We… Just want to see if our theory is correct before we say anything," The doctor admitted, "Mr. Freeman, we're going to ask that you step outside for this,"

"No," Huey said with a hint of a growl, staring at Jazmine, "This is my wife,"

"Sir, it will only be a moment. We'll allow you in when she's ready for the tests. We're just...worried to cause any false hopes,"

"Flase hopes-!?" Huey glared at the doctor and would have finished but felt a cool hand touch his cheek, forcing him to look at the broken woman in his arms.

"It's okay. Just come back soon," She told him. He kissed her lips before standing and walking slowly out the door. He watched as two nurses carted in something that looked familiar but he couldn't remember exactly what it was for. The door slammed shut and there sat Riley and Cindy by the two strollers, keeping the baby's company.

"Aye man!" Riley exclaimed, "What happened?"

Huey collapsed in a chair and sunk his face into his hands, "She… had a miscarriage,"

"Oh dear God," Cindy gasped.

"The doctors found something in her blood that confused them," Huey told them with a lump in his throat, "They're..." His eyes narrowed in confusion, "...running tests,"

"What do thay think it iz?"

"I have no clue," Huey said. He pressed his hand on his head and cursed, "Fuck… what am I gonna do if something happens to her?"

Cindy walked over to him and gave him a tender hug, "I'll pray for you both,"

"Just a waist of time," Huey told her. She backed up and blinked at him, "There is no God,"

"Don't say tha-"

The door opened and Huey's head shot up. The nurse looked at him with a vry somber expression on her face.

"You may come in now, Mr. Freeman,"

Huey's legs felt like jello as he staggered into the room where his wife was laying on her back with her stomach fully exposed. Fear and worry in her eyes as the doctor hooked up a large tv looking screen to a wire.

"Why are you doing an ultrasound?"

"We just want to confirm if what we believe is true," The doctor stated simply again and pressed the device against her stomach. A smile reached his lips, "Ah… you see," He pointed to the screen, tracing out what looked like a head that was bobbing and adjusting itself.

"Is that…?"

"Yep," The doctor smiled, "It seems one made it,"

"But how…?!" Huey started, the doctor just started laughing.

"A miracle. Nothing short of a true miracle,"

Huey turned to his wife who had tears streaming out of her eyes again, only this time, a smile was evident on her face. Her hand was pressed over her mouth as she kept looking back at the screen then to Huey. Her eyes darted back anbd forth for a while before she kept them on the screen, unable to tear them away from her precious child that was still inside her.

"Thank you… Thank you Lord," She kept saying. Huey went to her and couldn't help but laugh as a few tears of his own fell. Wrapping his arms around her head, he kissed her feverishly.

"Thank you, Lord," He agreed seriously between chaste kisses, wrapping a hand over her slightly plump tummy to come in contact with his child for the first time, ever, "Thankyou, thank you so much…"

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Riley and Cindy sat in the hall next to the still sleeping Grandad.

"This sucks so bad," She sighed, "It must be... horrible for them,"

Riley didn't say anything. He sat there, looking out into the distance.

"So much pain," She continued, "I guess it must be nice to have someone to share it with… even though I'm sure they'd both kill to have the other relieved of it. They really are enviable,"

"How so?"

"They just… love each other so much, ya know? They don't only share the times that they're happy… they share the terrible times too. It's gotta be easier with someone to carry your load, ya know? I mean, losing a kid has got to be like, well, like losing a kid,"

"So… you want to have kids?"

"Well sure," Cindy said, rubbing the soft hair atop of Robert's head gently as the young boy slept, "It's just so sad… to watch someone go through that. But if you have someone you'll never be alone in your pain. It's like happy sad,"

Riley bit his lip as he clutched his hands into tight fists on his lap. Gritting his teeth, he stood up, standing in front of her, his arms extended as if he was about to hug her, but he stayed firm in his place.

"Cindy! I love you,"

"I love you too," She said simply.

"I know. But, I love ya more than I can handle right now. I wanna be wit you for like, evah! I wancha to know that ya can share everythin wit me, too! I want what Huey and Jazmine got! I want you to be burdened by mah pain and I want to hav yours. I love you gurl, an' I wanna spend da rest of ma life witchu," He took a moment to take a breath before finishing, "So… I guess what I'm saysin… is…well… ya wanna get hitched..or...suntin?"

Cindy smiled as big as she could, throwing her arms around his neck and kissing his cheek, "Oh my God! Yes! Yes! Of course!" She giggled and snuggled into him, kissing him as many times as she could.

Before they could continue, Huey came bursting through the door.

"Is Jazzy okay!?" Riley exclaimed before Huey could say anything.

"Okay? She's better than okay," Huey said, grabbing Riley's shoulders, the tear stains still evident on his face, "One made it. It's a real life miracle,"

Riley couldn't hold back his smile as he gave his brother a big hug.

"Aw man! That's amazin!"

Huey and Riley laughed as they hugged. Cindy was smiling as big as she knew how, "Can I go see her?"

"Oh sure," Huey told her, "She should be all set now,"

Riley gave his older brother a pat on the back, "Well, I'll be… Huey Freeman believin in miracles,"

Huey smiled, "I know…"

Riley grinned and elbowed him in the chest, leaning in to whisper, "Aye… Cindy said yes… and she wants ta have kids,"

Huey paused to register what his younger brother had just said before smiling back, "Ready for all of it?"

"If she is,"

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well... that was fun but im glad its over XD

wow emo...TIONAL

talk about!!! AGGGG!!!

Huey is like... the bestest ever and Riley is TOOOO CUTE!! I want them both for dinner. yessido!

oh and for those of u who are all angry cos Huey's a sweety well... you can bite me or just STOP reading my FICS! damn if u dont like the way i write then dont read my shit

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