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We've Had Our Story…
- But What Happened Then?
Chapter 7.
Last Day of Life?
"She is really getting so big." Sophie said, fixing Samantha's hat.
"Yeah, it's unbelievable." Emma said, "I mean, it's more than a year since I was screaming my lungs out at that hospital."
"It feels like yesterday." Shelly remembered.
The three of them were having coffee at a café, actually, Erica should have been there too, but she hadn't showed up.
"What about you then?" Emma said, turning to Sophie, "Did Matthew ask you anything special?"
"Not yet." Sophie said, taking a bite of her cookie, "It feels like it's the right time… But I don't know… He probably doesn't love me as much as I love him."
"Of course he does." Shelly said, "He loves you a lot. I know Matthew, he's just… shy…"
"It'll come, don't worry." Emma clapped her hand.
"But on to happier things." Sophie said, looking at Shelly, "Any morning sickness yet?"
Shelly shook her head, "No it's only been three weeks, so…"
"I'm so excited!" Emma said, "Sam is getting a cousin, I cant wait!"
"I'm really happy." Shelly said, "Actually we began trying when Samantha was around 6 months, but it didn't happen."
"So you've been trying for around 9 months now?" Emma asked.
"Yeah."
"Wow, it only took me and Jack a honeymoon, and BAM! There I am; all knocked up!"
Sophie laughed, "Well, that's different from couple to couple."
"I just hope nothing goes wrong." Shelly said, "Now where it's been so long, I mean, we're not getting any younger, you know?"
"I know." Emma said, "But at least we were not as late as our parents to that whole baby thing. My mom was 31 when she had me."
"Tell me about it." Sophie said, "My mom was 37… And she had one more after."
"Well, my mom also had Gracie seven years after me. She must have been around 38 then. I'm more than 10 years earlier than her." Emma counted.
"It's actually crazy." Shelly said, "But I just think that around that time, people were just late. It was something you did in your 30s and not your 20s. Times change."
"Yeah," Emma said, sipping her latte, "Isn't it weird?"
"You know what's weird." Sophie said, checking her watch, "That Erica isn't here yet."
"Yeah, you should try her cell again." Shelly said.
Sophie took out her cell and dialled Erica's number, when she didn't pick up, she left a message on her machine.
"It's really weird." Shelly said.
"Yeah," Emma said, "It really is…"
--
A few hours earlier...
"Okay, so today we're watching a French movie without subtitles, and I'll by that figure out how much you have learned." Mr. Stevens told them.
"What kind of movie?" Jane asked him.
"Hmm, I have two so you can vote what you want." Mr. Stevens smiled, holding them up, "I've got ´Gavin's book´ and ´Wild Birds´?"
"We want ´Gavin's book´." Jane said, answering for the whole class, "´Wild Birds´ are too boring."
"Okay then." Mr. Stevens said, "Do everyone think that is okay?"
Everyone nodded, but Gracie was stiff in her chair.
"Gracie?" Mr. Stevens asked, "Are you okay?"
Gracie swallowed a lump and looked at him, "Do I have to watch it?" she asked.
"Don't you want to?" he asked.
"Are you sick, Gracie?" Jane asked, worried, "Do you need the hospital?"
"No." Gracie looked at Jane and then at Mr. Stevens, "I would just like to watch the other one?"
"But all the other students want to watch this one." Mr. Stevens said, "If you're not sick, you'll have to come."
"Okay then." Gracie said, trailing behind the others on the way to the movie room.
She really didn't want to see her dad.
--
10 minutes into the movie, Gracie was feeling so bad that she began to cry.
Silent tears streamed down her face.
Jane turned to look at her, and got a concerned look in her eyes again. "What's wrong, Gracie?" she whispered.
"I just cant watch it." Gracie said, squeezing her eyes shut, "Please make it go away."
"Okay then." Jane said. She stood up and turned off the TV, "Better?"
All the others in the class began complaining, but when Jane turned on the light and they saw Gracie, they all got silent.
"What's the matter, Grace?" Jane asked, "Tell me?"
"Gracie are you feeling sick?" Mr. Stevens asked again.
Gracie was getting irritated. She wasn't a baby, just because she didn't feel good, they didn't have to take her to the hospital. But of course, that would be their main concern.
Gracie shook her head, "I just can't watch it."
"Did you watch it before?" Jane asked.
Gracie shook her head again, "No…" she said, "It's my father…"
"Your father?" Jane asked, "Who?"
"Him!" Gracie exclaimed, "Claude le Calvez. It's my father!"
"What?!" Mr. Stevens asked, "The actor?"
"Yes!" Gracie said, "I don't want to watch him. Can I please go home?"
"Gracie…?" Jane asked, "I never knew that."
"Of course not!" Gracie said, "Mom never talks about him. Emma doesn't either. Because of Ross now. But in Paris; we talked about him every day, me and mom. Always!"
"I'm sorry." Jane said, "Do you need anything?"
"I don't know what I need…" Gracie said, "Yeah, I know, I need my mom or something…"
"Can she be excused?" Jane asked.
"Yeah, we'll finish this and you'll be up and about tomorrow, okay Gracie?" Mr. Stevens said.
"Yeah." Gracie said, walking out.
She leaned against the wall and breathed loudly.
Why did she feel so bad?
Was there something more wrong with her?
She looked at her watch and considered calling her mom, but she was still at work.
She then decided to call the only one she could remember was available.
Erica.
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"Still no answer?" Shelly asked.
"No." Sophie said, "Why don't one of you try calling her?"
"Oh," Emma said, "I'll just try."
She took up her cell phone and looked at it, "Oh my God!" she exclaimed.
"What?" Shelly asked.
"I have 37 missed call from Erica!"
"Why haven't we heard it?" Sophie asked.
"It was on soundless." Emma said, embarrassed, "I tend to do that. Specially now with Sam, I don't want her to wake or something."
"Call her back!" Shelly said, "It must explain why she didn't show."
Emma lifted her phone and waited for Erica to pick up; "This is Emma, you've called? My phone was on soundless in my purse, so…" pause, "Oh my God! Yes, we're on our way RIGHT now! Take care of her, please…."
"What's wrong?" Shelly asked.
"Gracie felt bad at school." Emma said, "She didn't know if something was wrong, so she called Erica, and she took her to the hospital. The doctors need a signature for something, and they cant get to my mom, she's in a meeting. They tried dad, but since he isn't Gracie's dad, it didn't work. That's why they called me… Oh God, I've been messing with her life if something is seriously wrong." Emma cried.
"No!" Shelly said, "Come on Ems." she took Samantha from Emma, "You have to go sign those papers, so we'll know what's wrong… If she's at her last day of life."
Okay then. This was the end of that chapter. I hope you didn't find it too weird, but just… I need some action in this story, and everything.. I've got a plan, so… Just be nice and review me, and I'll be back soon. And also, if anyone is wondering what you can call Gracie's ´thing´?, it's insulin shock, and yeah, mixed with the whole father-thing, she's in shock, and it can get pretty serious, if not taking care of. Thanks, Stessa.
