Jade's POV

I didn't come in here to talk to Cat about her issues. I think that she's getting enough of that from everyone else. I figure that she could use a friend or at least some other conversation. Just a little break.

She looks at me desperately from her hospital bed. It makes her look so much smaller and helpless, and the tears in her eyes don't help either.

"Please, Jade," she says, wiping at her eyes. "I don't want to cry anymore today. I'm all wonky enough at it is."

"I'm not here to make you cry, Cat. I doubt everyone else was either. They just want you to be healthy." She bites her lip."I'm really not here to talk about it, Cat, so I'll just say one thing about it and that'll be it."

She nods, still looking at me with her wide brown eyes. "You're going to be a mom. Your decisions need to be made not with just yourself in mind anymore. You need to remember that being a mom has to come first." Her eyes are shining with unshed tears and I sigh.

"I know, Jade. I know… I just wish I could be like you. You're so strong and you already take care of Jasper, so you're going to be a great mom, and I… I'm just me."

I roll my eyes. "Let me ask you a question."
"Okay," she agrees uncertainly.

"Do you think that I'm fat?" She shakes her head no vigorously and makes a face like the idea is absolutely appalling.
"No, of course not, Jade. You're beautiful."

"Yeah, well I weigh 110 pounds, and I'm sure Tori and Trina aren't far off. You keep comparing yourself to us and it's not good, Cat. You're a beautiful person and I can't believe that you're getting so worked up about something as unimportant as weight. You've been a stick as long as I've known you, but it doesn't matter. Weight doesn't matter."

She sniffles. "I thought we weren't going to talk about this."

"We weren't. Unless you want to."
She shakes her head no quickly. "No. No. What do you want to talk about?"

I smirk. "How did you know?"
"Know what?"

"About what I did to myself?"
"Oh," she pauses, looking down at her hands. "Well, I, uh, I knew for a while. I talked to Beck about it and he said that you said you'd stop. So for a while, I watched and I didn't see any new cuts, but then you're bracelet fell down at school the other day and I saw the new one."

I nod my head slowly. "I'm sorry that I told everyone. I was trying to get everyone to stop focusing on me."
"I understand," I reply. "I don't have to like it, but I understand. I don't know what I would've done if you guys did something like this for me when I was really bad." She smiles gratefully. "But you might want to apologize to Vega. Apparently she took what you said to heart."

Her smile drops. "I didn't mean it, honest! I was just trying-"
"You already told me this."

She nods. "Can you go get Tori so I can apologize? I don't think that I'm allowed up yet. Robbie already threatened to have me strapped down."

I snort and she gives me a look. "Robbie threatened you?"
She nods. "I'm serious! I don't want to get strapped down!"

"I doubt that's going to become an issue. Robbie won't do anything that you don't want."
"He seemed serious. I'm not about to be strapped to this bed. I don't even want to be here."

I roll my eyes again. "Of course you don't."
"Then why won't anyone listen to me?" she shouts, her face a mixture of sadness and anger.

"Because it's not about what you want, it's about what's best for you at this point."
"I know what's best for me," she insists.

"Yeah? How's that feeding tube working out for ya'?" I ask, tipping my head toward her. She frowns.
"I don't even need this, but Robbie won't let me take it out. I guess I'm going to have to wait until the doctor comes in. They'll take it out."

"Cat," I say exasperated. "They wouldn't have put it in if it wasn't necessary." She crosses her arms and sets her mouth in a firm line.

"I just want to go home…"
"I know you do. And you will, but not until you're ready."

"Why do you always have to act like my mom?" she asks, not with an attitude, but more out of curiosity. I shrug.
"I need the practice."

She giggles, and I laugh softly. "I guess I should get some practice, too, huh?"
"I guess. I mean you're going to have two kids."

She starts giggling, even though it looks like she's trying to hold it in. "What?" I ask. I didn't say anything funny.
"I was just thinking, what if you and Tori had twins too."

My eyes widen. "Oh god, Cat. You better hope that that's not true."
She giggles even more. "Then there'd be six babies instead of four!"

"There's no way I can handle two kids of my own and Jasper." She stops giggling and goes to say something, but the door opens and her parents enter. I stand. I'm guessing her parents trump me right now. She looks at me, her eyes pleading with me to stay, but I can't. This is a conversation that she needs to have with them. I can't help her.

"Hi, Vincent, Lisa. See ya, Cat." I get up and walk toward the door. Her parents nod in my direction.
"Bye, Jade," she says forlornly.

Cat's POV

"Hi, mommy," I say with a small wave. The IV feels clumsy and awkward on my hand. "Hi, daddy."

My parents look at me with sad eyes and my mom starts to cry. "Mommy, please don't cry. I'm fine. Look," I say as my father leads my mother to the chairs next to my bed. I smile as my mother glances at me.

She starts sobbing again. "Oh, Caterina…" She hides her face in my dad's shirt.
"Mom, Dad, please don't be upset."

"Upset?" my father questions. "We're more than upset, Caterina." I pout. I don't like it when my parents use my full name. "We're disappointed and frustrated, but we were more terrified than anything."

"Why? I'm okay, daddy. I really am."
"Sweetheart, your boyfriend told us everything."

When they say everything, do they mean literally everything that happened? "We know that you're pregnant." I sigh. Of course, thanks, Robbie. "And we know that it's twins. We know how far along you are and that he found you passed out."

"I'm sorry," I apologize, my voice quiet. "I know that you weren't expecting grandchildren this early, and that you were expecting more from me."

"Baby girl," my mom sniffles. "We just want you to be happy and healthy. What you are doing to yourself right now is not good for anyone, especially not those babies of yours." She says gesturing toward my belly.

"I'm okay."
"But you're not, sweetheart," my father leans forward and takes my hand, the one without the IV. "Are we disappointed? A little. Were we expecting this? No, of course not. Just because this was unplanned doesn't mean that it's unwanted. Yes, you're young, but we believe that you can handle this." I smile.

"Thanks, Daddy."
"I'm not finished yet, Caterina. Before these babies are born, you need to get yourself healthy." I open my mouth to protest, but he stops me short. "And don't you dare say that you are. You're in the hospital with a feeding tube. That is not healthy."

I swallow hard. "Okay. Can we please go home? I don't want to be here anymore."
"Caterina, we're serious," my mom leans forward also. I nod to show her that I understand. "You can't leave the hospital yet."

"But I don't like hospitals!"
"You need to gain at least ten pounds before the doctors will even consider sending you home."

Whoa, ten pounds? This whole "recovery" thing is not going to be easy. I don't know if I can do it. I don't even know if I want to do it.
"And, you're going to have to start seeing Annette again," my mother informs and I pout again. I don't want to have to go back to my therapist! My parents said that Frankie only needed to go when I was twelve, why are they changing it now?

"Why do I have to go back to Annette?" I cross my arms across my chest, still pouting. I'm vaguely aware that I look like a child about to enter a temper tantrum, but I don't care.

"You have to overcome this, sweetie." I'm confused. I said I'll gain more weight. Why do I need a therapist? "This isn't just about physicality," my dad explains. "It all starts in the head."

I roll my eyes. My head is fine, thank you. But I don't think arguing with them is going to do any good. So, instead I ask, "When do you think I'll be able to go home?"

My dad shrugs and my mom continues to dab at her eyes. "In about two weeks, if you cooperate."

Great. Two weeks in a hospital. Just what I need. I groan and cover my face with my hands.

Tori's POV

Cat had to stay overnight at the hospital. From what I understand, she'll be staying there for a little while longer. I did get to see her before I left though. She apologized for what she said during the failed intervention. I told her that I knew that she was just trying to deflect the attention from herself and that she didn't mean it, but it still hurt.

It brings up a lot of questions, too. Did I do something that made Danny hit me? No, right? I just told him about the baby. I shake my head. No, I didn't deserve it.

Trina pulls up to our house just as Andre texts me. We didn't have time to talk about the kiss between us, but I hope he knows that I enjoyed it.

'Hey, we didn't get to talk earlier. Are you okay?'
'Yes. I am very much okay. (:'

'Are you sure? I don't want to rush you into anything that you're not ready for.'
"Trust me, Andre. I'm more than ready for this.'

'Good. (:'

"Who's got you smiling like that?" Trina asks with a smile of her own as we walk into the house. It's late, but our parents aren't home. They're probably at a movie or something.

I look at Trina. Should I tell her? Normally, I wouldn't even think to tell her, but in the past few days she's been more than understanding and supportive.

"Andre," I say, my smile still huge.
"Oh, really?" she replies with a knowing hint in her voice. "I would have never guessed."

I sit on the couch, still smiling, and roll my eyes. She goes into the kitchen. "Do you want anything?" She asks.

"A yogurt?" I reply and soon she enters the living area with two bowls of ice cream. I look at the bowl she hands out to me, then at her. "This is not yogurt." I take the bowl from her anyway.

"I know that, but I knew what you really meant was 'Trina, please ignore my request for a yogurt and get me some of my favorite chocolate ice cream.'"

I laugh, still not eating any of the frozen dairy treat. "Oh, come on, Tori. You're pregnant. Let your baby live a little."

I roll my eyes again, but eat a spoonful. Man, I'm glad Trina got me ice cream instead. "See," she says, pointing her spoon at me. "I knew you wanted ice cream."

I reach for the remote to turn the TV on, but she grabs it first. "Soooo, tell me about you and Andre."
I sigh happily, the smile returning to my face. "He kissed me today."

"Really?" she asks enthusiastically. I nod. "When?"
"In the cafeteria in the hospital. We were talking about the baby and when I should get an ultrasound." She opens her mouth. "Don't worry; I'm going to call the doctor's office tomorrow to set up an appointment." She smiles, leaning back.

"He volunteered to be the baby's dad because Danny isn't." Trina gasps.
"You sure you want all this?" She asks, eating a spoonful of her dessert. I nod.

"I haven't been so sure of anything else in a while."
"Then I'm happy for you, Tori. I really am."

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