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Scout and Connor
((I've missed you haha. Did you wanna skip until the middle of the night when he gets a call?))"A comedy sounds good." She said.
((Thank you. Yeah we can skip if you want))He nodded. "Okay." He went to the comedy section.
Hours later around two in the morning, she was asleep beside him, now wearing his shirt and sleep shorts. She was cuddled up to his side.His phone buzzed repeatedly.
Brandon was holding Jess and only had on light boxers. He woke slowly to his phone vibrating. He reached over and answered, not fully awake.
"Uncle Bran?" It was Abby. She was sobbing hysterically.
"Abby? What's wrong?" He sat up quickly.
"Mm." Jess hummed, waking up a little."It's mommy." She sniffled. "Shes screaming and breaking things and I'm so scared." She cried. The sound of the twins crying in the background could be heard.
"It's going to be okay, Abby. I'm coming over. Do you want me to hang up or stay on the phone?" He shook Jess and got up to get dressed.
"Please stay." She begged. "What's going on?" Jess sat up with a yawn.
"Okay." He pulled on pants. "My sister is having a breakdown." He told Jess. "Can you get you and your siblings somewhere safe?" He asked Abby.
"She locked herself in the bathroom." Abby told her. "Noah and I are with the babies in their room now. I tried to call daddy but he wouldn't pick up."Jess nodded. She quickly changed her pajama shorts into jean ones. She put her glasses on and grabbed the car keys.
"Okay. Stay where you are but don't let your mom go near the twins." He told her. Jess and I are coming. If you want I could call your Aunt or Grandma and Grandpa."
"I don't think all of those people will help mommy. Usually dad just does it." She sniffed."Ready?" Jess asked.
He nodded and walked out with Jess. "Once we're there I want you to help Jess bring your siblings outside while I talk to your mom. Okay?"
"Okay." Abby said.Jess got into the driver side or the car since she thought he would want to stay on the phone with Abby. She started to drive to the house.
"We'll be there soon. Is there anything you want to tell me?" He asked.
"We were sleeping and she just started screaming. She went into the babies room and crouched my the crib crying. When I touched her shoulder, she pushed me away." She said.
"Did she go to the bathroom after that or do something else?" He asked her.
"She went to the bathroom after that." She said.
"An hour ago. I've been trying to call daddy." She said.Jess drove a little faster than normal since almost no one was on the road.
"We'll be there soon." He told her. "How's Noah?"
"Good. Do you know where your dad is?" He asked.
"Business trip." She said. "I don't think he's in our time zone."
"Okay. Have Noah get one of the twins when we get there." He told her.
"Okay." She said. Jess pulled onto their street. "What's the house number again?"
"2402. The second on the right." He said. "We're here. Come outside to Jess."
Abby nodded and hung up.Jess parked in the driveway and got out.
Noah, Abby, both carrying a twin came out the front door.
Brandon got out and went inside. He walked to the bathroom and knocked on the door. "Violet, it's Brandon."
((Caroline))Careful was sitting on the bathub with one arm hanging out. There was new cuts up and down it, dripping blood on the floor. She was softly crying. "Go away." She cried.
He pushed the door open and saw her. He grabbed a towel and put it on her arm. He took his phone out and called 911. "Hey. It's going to be okay." He said to her.
"Don't touch me!" She screamed, flinching away. She was soaked from the running shower head.
He knelt beside her. "Caroline let me help. It's okay." He tried again.
"No!" She shouted. "I can't do this anymore." She covered her face with her hands, which were shaking.
"What's wrong, Caroline? Tell me." He moved a little closer.
"They keep telling me to hurt them because it's all my fault that Violet is deaf." She said.
"It's not your fault. It never was and it never will be." He said. "Violet is a beautiful little girl. It shouldn't matter if she's deaf or not."
"But it's because of me!" She screamed. "Because I'm so fucked up and have to take meds to be a normal fucking human being!" She grabbed the shower head and hit it against the side of her head.
He grabbed the shower head from her. "That's not your fault either. Nothing will ever be your fault." He could hear the sirens approaching. "How would you feel if Violet or Noah started to do the same thing you did?"
"They would do those things because of me Brandon." She cried. She knocked all the shampoo bottles around on the floor. Blood spilled from her open wounds.
"Why do you blame yourself? In what way did you choose to be like this?" The paramedics were closer.
"I didn't choose." She argued. "I was born this way; born with monsters in my head." She tugged on her hair.
"So stop blaming yourself for everything. Blame them. Don't hurt yourself because of what they say. Do something else about it." He could hear the ambulance pull up.
"I can't." She cried. "I hate the medicine I take it makes me feel so sick and not like myself."
"Don't you want your kids to have the mother they deserve?" He asked. "They shouldn't have to see you like this."
"This is who I am!" She smacked her hand on the wall, leaving a bloody hand print behind. "I'm their crazy mother." She sobbed.
The paramedics arrived and walked in to help.
"Leave me alone please." She curled up in the tub. "Don't let them take me away Brandon please." She begged.
He scrolled through the movies. "What looks good to you?"