Authors Note- THANKS TO ALL WHO REVIEWED!!! Just wanted to say a BIG thanks to anyone whose reviewed any of my stories thanks so much. Okay here is the first chapter, I think it is a little weird and not really a romance chapter because Abby is in the coma but you will get to learn about the family and how they are making out so just take a read and if you don't like it I'm sorry and if you do that's awesome but please review either way.
Chapter One-
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The only thing standing
between me and total
happiness is reality.
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Three years, today. I miss her so much. I knew comas could last a long time, but I thought by now she would be awake. Each day I would go into her room and pray that, that day would be the day that she would wake up. 3 years later, I have given up all hope. She's not waking up. She never will. I love her though, I haven't found anyone new and I don't think I ever will. I know having her in the next room is hard on the kids, Logan and Jeremy are six, and Mason, Zac, and Lexie are 3. They know that their mother is sick. They don't understand really, Logan and Jeremy on the other hand understand more and more each day. They're in grade one and love it, although they still have some problems, but I think we have all come to terms with the life we now have. Logan is probably the wildest out of the two, he has gotten into the most trouble, although he is learning to cope with his mothers state, it seems to have affected him, and he still throws tantrums. He is down in the principals office at least once a month. He punched another child in the face, giving him a black eye. The boy was about 9 years old and started picking on Jeremy about his mother being dead and making fun of him, Jeremy cried and Logan stood up for him. Jeremy is still quiet but he has come out of his shell a little more and has some fun, both boys have friends and are relatively happy. They still spend time in their moms room talking to her. The triplets on the other hand have no clue what's going on. They are happy and carefree just like three year olds should be. Mason reminds me a lot of his mother he is stubborn and sarcastic, and can be harsh, and tough to read. He has a soft sensitive side too. Zachary, is cute and loud, he is smart and has a good head on his shoulders. Alexis is her daddy's little girl, the baby of the family and the only girl she gets protected by everyone, and I'm sure when she gets older and starts to date she will definitely have a lot to deal with. She's sensitive, compassionate and funny. "Daddy." Lexie says bringing me out of my thoughts. "I won't ice cream." I smile at her. Her hair is short and red, she has big chubby cheeks, and smiles a lot. "No." I say simply.
"Why not?" She pouts, just like her mother does.
"Because we are having dinner soon." I bend down and pick her up. We are at the park, and the boys are playing on the slide. "Whee." Mason screeches.
"Come on guys we are going home." I hear a chorus of moans come out of all 5 of their mouths. "Lets go." I motion, still holding onto Lexie. Mason and Zachary run up ahead with Jeremy at their heels, Logan walked gloomily beside Lexie and I. "What's wrong Logan?" I asked looking down at him.
"Nothing." He sighed.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, I'm just tired." He continued
"Hey, you boys slow down." They stopped looked at me and erupted into fits of laughter.
"Okay DADDY!" Mason hollered. I loved these kids and the time we spent together.
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I can resist anything
but temptation ------------------------
"You know what?" Jeremy questioned munching on a carrot.
"What?"
"I don't have homework." He said hopping up onto the stool that stood at our divider area in the kitchen.
"You have reading though." I informed him.
"Yeah, I know daddy." He said rolling his eyes.
"Where are your brothers and sister?" I asked, throwing the potatoes into the oven.
"Um- Logan is playing video games, Zachary, is playing Lego, Mason is watching TV, and Lexie is with mommy." Jeremy told me.
"Okay well, I want you and Logan to get the milk and pour five glasses of milk." He nodded and climbed onto the stool to get the milk glasses.
"Logan, go help your brother with the milk." I said flicking the television off. I walked through the house, seeing Zachary playing with the lego, he saw me and started to clean it up. I didn't usually cook dinner but tonight our cook/cleaning lady Sophie was off so I stepped in. "Zac, dinner is ready go get the silver ware out get Logan to help you count." He ran off to help. I saw Mason whiz by me he obviously knew he had a chore to do. I stepped into Abby's room seeing Lexie sprawled out beside Abby sleeping, I sat beside her on the double bed and brushed her loose hair away from her face. "Lexie, time for dinner." She stirred a bit. "Lex, Dinner baby." Her eyes fluttered open.
"Daddy," She started looking up at me. "Yeah Lexie?" I asked. "Mommy, squeezed my hand." I laughed, Abby hadn't moved really in 3 years. "Lex, don't joke about that."
"I'm not daddy, I was lying here holding her hand." She said holding up there intwined hands. "And she went like this." Lexie demonstrated squeezing my knee. This was good, but I didn't know what to believe, so I picked Lexie up and tried to get her out of the room before my chicken dinner burnt. "Lexie go of mommy's hand." I ordered her. "I am trying." I had Lexie's bottom half in my arms, she was hanging in the air. I put Lexie down and went over to Abby and tried to ease her daughter out of her grip. She was holding on tightly. Lexie just watched me, she seemed to like that her mother was holding on to her, after all in three years her mother hadn't made any physical contact with her. I kept trying when I heard the phone ring. I heard Logan answer it, but he seemed to be telling the person that I wasn't home, I bolted down the stairs and saw Logan about to hang up when I ripped the phone out of his hand. "Hello." I said out of breath.
"Dr. Carter?" The voice asked on the other end.
"Yes." I said eyeing a guilty looking Logan.
"This is Mr. Donor, Logan's teacher." I nodded knowing exactly who he was.
"I would like you to come in for a parent/teacher interview tomorrow if you could."
"Yeah, I think I can do that." I answered.
"Good around 10?"
"Yes. Can you just tell me what Logan did?" I questioned.
"Well Logan is quite violent and we think it might be best if he were enrolled in our Special Ed. Behavioural program, for children with behaviour problems."
"Oh I see."
"Well I'll let you go, thank you." I hung up the phone and stared at Logan.
"Jeremy, go get your sister, Mason and Zac go wash up for dinner, you and Lexie do the same too Jer." I instructed. "Behaviour program Logan?" I asked angrily.
"I didn't do anything!" He said arms stretched out feigning innocence's.
"Don't give me that Logan. You don't get put in a program for kids with behaviour problems without doing something." He looking sadly towards the floor.
"Dad, these kids they keep picking on Jeremy." He said in defence.
"How come I never hear about these kids from Jeremy then?"
"You did, that kid I punched." He said now getting angry.
"That's one Logan. That doesn't excuse everything else." I hollered.
"Dad, its true ask him." I saw Jeremy come down the stairs just when I needed him too.
"Logan, go wash your hands." When those two were together you could never get the truth out of either one of them. "Are kids picking on you Jeremy?" He looked at the floor also kicking his feet around. "Sometimes." He said just above a whisper.
"Then why don't you tell me, instead of your brother beating them up."
"Because, you have enough problems, you don't want me." He said tears coming to his eyes. "What." I bent down to his level and put my hands on his arms.
"Its not like it use to be when mom was alive..."
"She still is." I interrupted.
"Well that's not what the kids say, they tease me because I'm quiet." I hug him, and figure the only option I have is private school and therapy for Logan, that way they get a fresh start, Jeremy, should probably talk to someone too. I should have them started talking to someone sooner.
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Around here, we
put the FUN in
dysFUNctional
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"So, what your saying is that Jeremy gets picked on Logan sticks up for him and Logan gets into trouble." I paraphrased.
"Yes."
"Okay, well I think I came up for a solution, Logan and Jeremy will stay here until Christmas and I think I am going to enrol them in private school" I told him.
"I think that would be best neither one have had a good time at this school." The teacher said tapping his pencil on the desk surface.
"Maybe they should talk to someone about their mother's condition."
"Yeah, I have an appointment for them to talk to someone at the hospital at 11." He nodded realizing I'd be taking my sons out of class early.
"Well thank you for coming in to meet with me, Dr. Carter." I nodded and shook the extended hand. I walked out of the class room seeing Logan and Jeremy lined up against the wall with their back packs on. "Lets blow this popstand." Logan said. Jeremy laughed at this, I took each of their hands and we walked over to the car as my cell phone went off. "John?" The voice asked,
"Kelly."
"Yeah, I am dropping the triplets off at the daycare at the hospital, my mother was in a serious accident and they took her to Mercy, we're at the hospital now, I've got to go." With that the frantic voice hung up.
"Too the hospital boys." I said getting in the van.
We walked into the ER and glanced around, I saw Susan and she waved us over.
"Hey, go the lounge." With that she left. That was peculiar, I walked intot he lounge, Jeremy and Logan in front of me. "DADDY!" Zachary shrieked once we got into the lounge. I saw my three, three year olds, with Alex and Pratt. "What happened to taking them to daycare?" I said worried.
"Oh we said we'd take care of them til you got here." Pratt said standing up. "Well my breaks over."
"Thanks Alex." I said sitting next to him at the table. "No problem." He smiled at me. He wasn't a bad kid at least I didn't think so.
"Well, troops we better be heading out, We have to go up stairs." The kids ran ahead of me out the door. I followed laughing. We got out into the admit area when Frank called me over.
"Carter your nanny's on the phone."
"Again, I have my kids." I sighed,
"Abby nanny." he informed me. "They say something's happened."
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I used to have a handle
on life, then it broke.
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Chapter One-
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The only thing standing
between me and total
happiness is reality.
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Three years, today. I miss her so much. I knew comas could last a long time, but I thought by now she would be awake. Each day I would go into her room and pray that, that day would be the day that she would wake up. 3 years later, I have given up all hope. She's not waking up. She never will. I love her though, I haven't found anyone new and I don't think I ever will. I know having her in the next room is hard on the kids, Logan and Jeremy are six, and Mason, Zac, and Lexie are 3. They know that their mother is sick. They don't understand really, Logan and Jeremy on the other hand understand more and more each day. They're in grade one and love it, although they still have some problems, but I think we have all come to terms with the life we now have. Logan is probably the wildest out of the two, he has gotten into the most trouble, although he is learning to cope with his mothers state, it seems to have affected him, and he still throws tantrums. He is down in the principals office at least once a month. He punched another child in the face, giving him a black eye. The boy was about 9 years old and started picking on Jeremy about his mother being dead and making fun of him, Jeremy cried and Logan stood up for him. Jeremy is still quiet but he has come out of his shell a little more and has some fun, both boys have friends and are relatively happy. They still spend time in their moms room talking to her. The triplets on the other hand have no clue what's going on. They are happy and carefree just like three year olds should be. Mason reminds me a lot of his mother he is stubborn and sarcastic, and can be harsh, and tough to read. He has a soft sensitive side too. Zachary, is cute and loud, he is smart and has a good head on his shoulders. Alexis is her daddy's little girl, the baby of the family and the only girl she gets protected by everyone, and I'm sure when she gets older and starts to date she will definitely have a lot to deal with. She's sensitive, compassionate and funny. "Daddy." Lexie says bringing me out of my thoughts. "I won't ice cream." I smile at her. Her hair is short and red, she has big chubby cheeks, and smiles a lot. "No." I say simply.
"Why not?" She pouts, just like her mother does.
"Because we are having dinner soon." I bend down and pick her up. We are at the park, and the boys are playing on the slide. "Whee." Mason screeches.
"Come on guys we are going home." I hear a chorus of moans come out of all 5 of their mouths. "Lets go." I motion, still holding onto Lexie. Mason and Zachary run up ahead with Jeremy at their heels, Logan walked gloomily beside Lexie and I. "What's wrong Logan?" I asked looking down at him.
"Nothing." He sighed.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, I'm just tired." He continued
"Hey, you boys slow down." They stopped looked at me and erupted into fits of laughter.
"Okay DADDY!" Mason hollered. I loved these kids and the time we spent together.
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I can resist anything
but temptation ------------------------
"You know what?" Jeremy questioned munching on a carrot.
"What?"
"I don't have homework." He said hopping up onto the stool that stood at our divider area in the kitchen.
"You have reading though." I informed him.
"Yeah, I know daddy." He said rolling his eyes.
"Where are your brothers and sister?" I asked, throwing the potatoes into the oven.
"Um- Logan is playing video games, Zachary, is playing Lego, Mason is watching TV, and Lexie is with mommy." Jeremy told me.
"Okay well, I want you and Logan to get the milk and pour five glasses of milk." He nodded and climbed onto the stool to get the milk glasses.
"Logan, go help your brother with the milk." I said flicking the television off. I walked through the house, seeing Zachary playing with the lego, he saw me and started to clean it up. I didn't usually cook dinner but tonight our cook/cleaning lady Sophie was off so I stepped in. "Zac, dinner is ready go get the silver ware out get Logan to help you count." He ran off to help. I saw Mason whiz by me he obviously knew he had a chore to do. I stepped into Abby's room seeing Lexie sprawled out beside Abby sleeping, I sat beside her on the double bed and brushed her loose hair away from her face. "Lexie, time for dinner." She stirred a bit. "Lex, Dinner baby." Her eyes fluttered open.
"Daddy," She started looking up at me. "Yeah Lexie?" I asked. "Mommy, squeezed my hand." I laughed, Abby hadn't moved really in 3 years. "Lex, don't joke about that."
"I'm not daddy, I was lying here holding her hand." She said holding up there intwined hands. "And she went like this." Lexie demonstrated squeezing my knee. This was good, but I didn't know what to believe, so I picked Lexie up and tried to get her out of the room before my chicken dinner burnt. "Lexie go of mommy's hand." I ordered her. "I am trying." I had Lexie's bottom half in my arms, she was hanging in the air. I put Lexie down and went over to Abby and tried to ease her daughter out of her grip. She was holding on tightly. Lexie just watched me, she seemed to like that her mother was holding on to her, after all in three years her mother hadn't made any physical contact with her. I kept trying when I heard the phone ring. I heard Logan answer it, but he seemed to be telling the person that I wasn't home, I bolted down the stairs and saw Logan about to hang up when I ripped the phone out of his hand. "Hello." I said out of breath.
"Dr. Carter?" The voice asked on the other end.
"Yes." I said eyeing a guilty looking Logan.
"This is Mr. Donor, Logan's teacher." I nodded knowing exactly who he was.
"I would like you to come in for a parent/teacher interview tomorrow if you could."
"Yeah, I think I can do that." I answered.
"Good around 10?"
"Yes. Can you just tell me what Logan did?" I questioned.
"Well Logan is quite violent and we think it might be best if he were enrolled in our Special Ed. Behavioural program, for children with behaviour problems."
"Oh I see."
"Well I'll let you go, thank you." I hung up the phone and stared at Logan.
"Jeremy, go get your sister, Mason and Zac go wash up for dinner, you and Lexie do the same too Jer." I instructed. "Behaviour program Logan?" I asked angrily.
"I didn't do anything!" He said arms stretched out feigning innocence's.
"Don't give me that Logan. You don't get put in a program for kids with behaviour problems without doing something." He looking sadly towards the floor.
"Dad, these kids they keep picking on Jeremy." He said in defence.
"How come I never hear about these kids from Jeremy then?"
"You did, that kid I punched." He said now getting angry.
"That's one Logan. That doesn't excuse everything else." I hollered.
"Dad, its true ask him." I saw Jeremy come down the stairs just when I needed him too.
"Logan, go wash your hands." When those two were together you could never get the truth out of either one of them. "Are kids picking on you Jeremy?" He looked at the floor also kicking his feet around. "Sometimes." He said just above a whisper.
"Then why don't you tell me, instead of your brother beating them up."
"Because, you have enough problems, you don't want me." He said tears coming to his eyes. "What." I bent down to his level and put my hands on his arms.
"Its not like it use to be when mom was alive..."
"She still is." I interrupted.
"Well that's not what the kids say, they tease me because I'm quiet." I hug him, and figure the only option I have is private school and therapy for Logan, that way they get a fresh start, Jeremy, should probably talk to someone too. I should have them started talking to someone sooner.
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Around here, we
put the FUN in
dysFUNctional
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"So, what your saying is that Jeremy gets picked on Logan sticks up for him and Logan gets into trouble." I paraphrased.
"Yes."
"Okay, well I think I came up for a solution, Logan and Jeremy will stay here until Christmas and I think I am going to enrol them in private school" I told him.
"I think that would be best neither one have had a good time at this school." The teacher said tapping his pencil on the desk surface.
"Maybe they should talk to someone about their mother's condition."
"Yeah, I have an appointment for them to talk to someone at the hospital at 11." He nodded realizing I'd be taking my sons out of class early.
"Well thank you for coming in to meet with me, Dr. Carter." I nodded and shook the extended hand. I walked out of the class room seeing Logan and Jeremy lined up against the wall with their back packs on. "Lets blow this popstand." Logan said. Jeremy laughed at this, I took each of their hands and we walked over to the car as my cell phone went off. "John?" The voice asked,
"Kelly."
"Yeah, I am dropping the triplets off at the daycare at the hospital, my mother was in a serious accident and they took her to Mercy, we're at the hospital now, I've got to go." With that the frantic voice hung up.
"Too the hospital boys." I said getting in the van.
We walked into the ER and glanced around, I saw Susan and she waved us over.
"Hey, go the lounge." With that she left. That was peculiar, I walked intot he lounge, Jeremy and Logan in front of me. "DADDY!" Zachary shrieked once we got into the lounge. I saw my three, three year olds, with Alex and Pratt. "What happened to taking them to daycare?" I said worried.
"Oh we said we'd take care of them til you got here." Pratt said standing up. "Well my breaks over."
"Thanks Alex." I said sitting next to him at the table. "No problem." He smiled at me. He wasn't a bad kid at least I didn't think so.
"Well, troops we better be heading out, We have to go up stairs." The kids ran ahead of me out the door. I followed laughing. We got out into the admit area when Frank called me over.
"Carter your nanny's on the phone."
"Again, I have my kids." I sighed,
"Abby nanny." he informed me. "They say something's happened."
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I used to have a handle
on life, then it broke.
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