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I NEED ANOTHER STORY. SOMETHING TO GET OFF MY CHEST.
I'M GONNA GIVE ALL MY SECRETS AWAY.
TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT TO HEAR. SOMETHING THAT WAS LIKE THOSE YEARS.
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Larisa couldn't believe this was happening. It was in the middle of the night. The last place she wanted to have all of the kids was in the ER waiting room. She really wished Johnny wasn't working tonight. She looked at them, her babies. The quadruplets, along with little Kristen, were resting in two double strollers and one single. JJ sat at the end, with his arms holding Becka. Kris was next to them, sprawled out over three seats. Jenna was sitting on the floor next to Kristen's stroller. Ian was sitting in a different row altogether, playing a video game. She looked at Cass then over at Shanna. The only ones who weren't here were Zach, who seemed to have an anxiety with hospitals, and Connor. She had insisted on bringing the others. She didn't know why Courtney had stopped breathing. And for all she knew, she had some weird disease that was contagious. She had given the boys strict orders that if they began to feel funny, they needed to call 9-1-1. And as soon as they got there and they rushed her to a room and said that they were admitting her, she called three people-her husband, her brother, and her daughter.

Grace was the only one she actually got ahold of. The nineteen year old was at work. She told her that she would be off at six and would be over. So when she walked in, Larisa was confused. It was three, not six. She was in uniform and as soon as she came in, she started to speak. ''Mom-''

''Stand down, officer.'' Another cop walked in. Larisa looked at them and stood up. She started to question what was going on, when she heard what he had to say next. ''Ma'am, I'm going to need you to leave the room. Don't try to leave the hospital. But I need a few minutes alone with them''

Larisa looked at him. ''Don't leave the hospital? Am I under arrest?''

''Not yet. Now, get a move on.''

Yet. Larisa didn't like that word. But, she grabbed her purse and left for the cafeteria. What had she done? She couldn't figure it out.

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[Rebekah Sophia White]

It was difficult for an eleven year old to adjust to a new situation. She had always been used to having her mommy and her daddy. Knowing that she would never again see her parents… it was kind of unthinkable. Sure, she never really did want to see her mama, but she really missed her daddy. She was scared to be in the house that she was living in now. Too many girls. She feared women of all ages. Thank her mother for that fear. She was so scared that she would only get punished again. Like her mother would punish her. She felt really close to JJ. She stuck by him whenever he was not in school. As much as she could. She felt safe around him.

Rebekah had fallen asleep early, around eight at night. She had fallen asleep on the couch in the living room, the television on. This was something she would have gotten in trouble for by her mother. When she was awoken up a few hours later, she was in her own bed. She figured someone must have brought her up her. She was confused and sleepy, rubbing her eyes tiredly. Now, it was hours later, and after being awake for awhile, she had finally fallen asleep, holding onto JJ. She had been scared most of the time there and had trouble fallen to sleep, but finally had now.

[Cassandra Karma Woods]

Yes, of course Cassandra was worried about this new girl. She would worry about anyone in that house. Though Shanna did scare her quite a bit. Not for herself but because she was protective of her own child. The last thing she needed were people like that even remotely close to her child. Cassandra may only be just a fourteen year old girl, but she could not even stand the thought of something bad happening to her baby girl. She was her world. She wanted her child to have everything that she deserved and she felt like she should get a job to take care of her own kid. But she was only fourteen. Where could a fourteen year old possibly get a job at?

And now something was wrong. Seriously wrong. She sat in a chair, watching her daughter sleeping in her stroller. And then she began crying. “Shhh… Mama’s here, baby girl.” She grabbed the diaper bag and pulled out her daughter’s baby bottle. Then she picked up her baby and held her close, placing the nipple of the bottle into her daughter’s mouth. As she fed her, she rocked her back and forth, singing her child a lullaby. And then she noticed an officer walk in. She watched Larisa. She had a bad feeling about this whole thing. Something was not right. “What’s happening?” she suddenly questioned.

[Shanna Cece Robinson]

Now Shanna, she was not happy to be woken up at frigging twelve in the morning. She needed her sleep, too. Didn’t they understand that? Apparently not. Probably don’t care either. Just about this stupid little child living under the same damn roof. Pathetic. That was exactly what that was. Just plain pathetic. This family? Everyone in it? They were just too soft. They would probably take any psycho off of the streets. In her opinion, it was a good frigging way to get yourself killed. They were losers, the whole lot of them. And she really did not plan on staying there much longer. Especially after she received that voicemail from the Sniper. No, by this time next week, she would be gone. And it was not like anyone would miss her either.

And now she was stuck sitting in the waiting room of some stupid hospital. All she wanted was to get the hell out of here, out of Toronto. She wanted to feel safe. She needed that. Shanna had never felt fear before. She always believed herself to pretty much being fearless and yes, invincible as well. And then there were cops there and asking Larisa to leave. Something was up. Maybe this would be her chance to get out of here. She could not help but smirk to herself.