Well, I do know that there are premature babies but I didn't want to put Tibby through that, plus I have absolutely no idea what happens during a birth like that, so I couldn't write from experience, like seeing my sister be born. Lolzo, I luvv red hair too. The drama will keep coming.
As 4 the Billy or Eric thing….well…I cant give all of it away now can I? Lets just say Bee will decide.
Lolzo, sorry my chaps r takin so long, I want to keep my other story upd8d 2. Ill try not sleepin I hear it helps HaHa j/k, chow..read on!
Chapter two
Carmen stood in front of the stove, stirring her macaroni. It was almost done, she figured, give it seven minutes. She was setting up the strainer in the sink as the phone rang. Carmen slowly walked over to where she had dropped the cordless the evening before, after talking with Ryan.
"What? I'm busy." She answered not really caring who it was until she heard the male voice on the other line.
"Errmm..Carmen? Hi, I'm that weird guy who asked you out yesterday at the coffee shop."
"So do I call you Russ or That Weird Guy?" She laughed, this guy was fun; easy to torment, and didn't seem to notice when you insulted him.
He laughed too. "Russ would be nice. Listen, I'd better go. I was just checking to make sure it was still on for tomorrow night?"
"I don't see why not. If anything comes up I'll tell you, now that I have your number."
"What? Did I give it too you? Not that it's a problem, but…" He sounded surprised.
"Umm… No I have call display. It's the most revolutionary thing, really, I'll tell you tomorrow, my dinner is going to get cold." She informed him sarcastically. "See ya."
"Good bye."
She hung up first. Almost as suddenly as she had pushed off, the phone rang again.
"What now?" She said the first thing to come out of her mouth, again not checking the call display.
"Carmen? Hi, its Brian. I'm in San Francisco at the general hospital with Tibby, she's in labor but its really difficult. She's not doing so well." Brian was speaking so quietly that Carmen had to strain to listen.
"Oh God. Do you want me to come down? Could I?" Carmen was scared now. No matter how mad she was, Carmen did not really want Tibby out of her life. Especially not by dying.
"Shit, yes please, Carmen. I know it would mean a lot to her. Could you ask Lena to come too? I know she's staying with you for a while. I'm really scared Carmen, its not looking good at all. The doctors are worried, that's a really bad sign. This baby does not want to come out and there is a risk of infection and the list goes on." The fear in Brian's voice was scaring her. Carmen needed him to stop talking.
"Brian I'll get Lena and we'll be right down. Can you give me the cross streets of the hospital?"
Brian gave her the address and hung up, saying that he had to phone Bridget in Alabama.
Carmen walked over to the stove. Her pasta had overcooked and boiled over. She threw it away and cleaned up the mess in a trance. Win had already been taken away, why were they threatening to take Tibby too? Tears ran down her face as she called Lena at the art studio she had taken a job at.
"Hello?" There were other people in the background, and it was somewhat hard to hear her.
"Lenny? Its Carmen, it's an emergency, we have to fly to San Francisco. Tibby and Brian are there, and Tibby is having the baby. Lena, she might not make it! Brians phoning Bee and we're going to fly over to her. Can you come home now?" Carmen explained the situation in a single breath.
"I'll be right over, can you take care of the plane tickets?" However sad she was, Lena was still happy that Carmen was back to normal, at least for awhile.
"Yes."
"OK, bye.
"See ya."
Carmen took care of the tickets all right, she bought expensive ones on a small, one-way plane to the opposite coast. By the time Lena had gotten home, Carmen had packed all of their bags and was jumping with impatience.
"Hurry up! We have to go! It's an emergency! Hurry Lena! C'mon! Faster!" Carmen screamed at her as she changed out of her painting clothes and grabbed a banana.
"OK I'm ready! Lets go!"
They ran to Carmens car and drove like mad to the airport where they preceded to park in a multi-day lot. Sighing, they got on their plane, Carmen said she was too stressed out to look at the landscape, so Lena took the window seat and put on her headphones.
Carmen had phoned her firm to tell them where she was going, but she hadn't told Ryan. She also hadn't told Russ that she wouldn't be able to make their date the next night. And shenever ended upremembering. She fell asleep on the long airplane ride across the country.
If electricity comes from electrons, does morality come from morons? Ryan to Carmen.