Same day from last chapter...

☆ﾐ ROSE

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"COME ON, WAKE up Rose."

"I'm gonna' murder those pieces of shits."

"Calm down Dal."

"I can't believe this happened to her."

I recognized the voices and instantly woke up gasping. I looked around the little room to see that the entire gang was here and my family. They all turned to look at me in shock and to be entirely honest I wasn't sure why I was here. I remembered being jumped by Randy and Bob but I don't remember being taken to the hospital. That's when I began to panic. What about the twins?!

"What is goin' on? Why am I in a hospital bed? Is it that bad? Please tell me if they are okay."My eyes began to water, and I looked at the whole group waiting for an explanation. I saw Dal who despite the rules saying no smoking was smoking a cancer stick looking stressed and angry.

"You're awake!" Hazel ran to me from Johnny's arms and had tears in her large green eyes. She gently grabbed my hand and squeezed it. I was starting to become irritated. Why wasn't anyone saying anything?

"Sweetheart, I think we should talk." Jennifer came up to me but I didn't want to look at her. I peeked around the room to see everyone being quiet and some looking very sad.  

"Please tell me what the hell is going on?!" I shouted causing my cut leg to sting in pain. I began to cry in pain which resulted in everyone calling a nurse. Next thing I knew a nurse walked in.

"Rose Anderson, you're awake. You should take it easy because the wound on your leg is still very delicate." I rolled my eyes in annoyance. Nobody was telling me what I needed to hear.

"Please is the twins okay?" I asked the nurse who put her clipboard down on a nearby desk. My voice was shaky and I frightened that something terrible had occurred. I would hate myself for the rest of my life if I caused anything awful to the twins. The pain would have been agonizing and I couldn't do any worse at this moment.  

"Ms. Anderson, you're about 14 weeks and at this time they are still developing. As of right now, they are fine, but we will need to keep you overnight. You are still at high risk of a miscarriage."She explained clasping my hand. I felt miserable hearing this. There's still a probability that I can lose the twins. I hated Randy and Bob I truly hated them. And I would make sure they would get what they deserved.

"So they might not live?" The nurse nodded her head, and I looked away at the window where Darry stood with an anxious facial expression. The nurse did what she needed before stepping out, and the room was quiet once again.

"Why in the hell did they touch you?" Two-Bit asked with clear outrage in his voice. Dal paced around the room mumbling curse words under his breath. Everybody seems to be so mad which to me was acceptable.

"I don't know I was walking to the uh adoption agency and then they pulled up in their car. Marcia was also there."Dal instantly glanced at me hearing the words 'Adoption Agency' but I ignored it. I only wanted to worry about the twins at this time.

"We need to find them and give those pieces of shits what they deserve!" Dal yelled to the others which made them all agree.

"What about the cops did they get involved?" I inquired hoping they had been taken away by the police. I didn't want to worry once I got out of this hospital.

"Yes,  they were involved as of right now they are being questioned and can be charged," Jennifer told me I sighed in relief but wasn't so certain they would be charged since they were wealthy and their parents would do anything in their power to help them get released. I was still going to be worried until they were sent away to jail.

"Are you okay?" Mary quietly asked as she handed me a sandwich and a bottle of water. I wasn't trying to be rude but how could I be okay? I had been in one of the worse situations and may possibly lose my babies. Instead of being disrespectful I simply nodded my head. I wasn't very hungry and only bit into the sandwich once.

As the hours passed by, I was left alone with Dal who had decided to take a nap on a chair. The others had gone to the cafeteria to go eat since they hadn't eaten all day. It was about 9 pm, and I was very exhausted but did not want to sleep because I couldn't stop stressing about the twins. If I fell asleep what if I ended up losing them. I glimpsed at Dal who was sleeping relaxedly. Earlier why did he appear so confused about why I had wanted to go to the adoption agency? Was he mad about that he did want that, didn't he?

"Enjoying the view?" Dal snickered causing my cheeks to burn up from embarrassment. I didn't even realize I had been staring that hard at him. I shortly looked away and in the corner of my eye, I saw him stand up.

"Why were you goin' to that adoption place or whatever it's called."

"You mean adoption agency?"

"Yeah yeah, whatever same crap." he played with the lighter in his hands not making eye contact with me.

"Because that's what we agreed on Dal. I thought you wanted this."I clarified in a confusing tone. I didn't fully understand why suddenly he was so bothered about me wanting to go to an adoption agency.

"You went without talking to me. That just doesn't seem right." He shook his head happening to be annoyed with me.

"Are you being serious? This isn't the time to argue Dal. I'm just trying to make sure that the twins are alive and then you come in here criticizing me."I laughed completely stunned by the way he was behaving. I couldn't even look at him and turned away. I heard him walk up to the hospital bed, and I just wanted the rest of the gang to come back so I wouldn't have to be alone with him even more.

"Rose."

"No, I'm not gonna listen to you explain how much of a bad person I am."

"Look, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have brought it up." he apologized but still, I kept my back turned. I knew he likely didn't mean any harm but I couldn't help but think if he actually didn't want the adoption. No, this was Dallas Winston he didn't want any kids at 17 years old I convinced myself.

"It's alright. I understand your point but please let's not talk about this anymore. I'm tired."I sighed and closed my eyes just for a few seconds. There was no way I was going to be able to sleep without thinking about the twins.

"Have some rest. The gang will take care of those bastards."I chuckled but knew he was serious. On other days I would have said no but today I wanted Randy and Bob to deal with the outcomes of hurting me. The gang had been overprotective of me, and this would not slide with them.

"I can't sleep at least not tonight." I looked down at my arms that had cuts and bruises from being slammed on the pavement.

"Why? You've already been through so much crap today you need to sleep it off." He explained which sort of surprised me a bit. Usually, he wasn't this friendly to others especially me.

"I can't stop worrying about the twins. The nurse said the miscarriage can happen overnight I don't want that to happen."I whispered trying to hold back tears thinking about how horrible the feeling would be losing my twins.

"Look, that won't happen." He said not looking directly at me. I sniffled as the tears fell out again. I feel like a crybaby always crying but this time it was hard to keep in. I didn't want to lose the twins I don't think I can handle any more losses in my life.

"How do you know? She said it was a very high possibility. I don't think they are gonna make it. Oh gosh, I hate Randy and Bob so much if they hadn't decided to pull over to start something with me I wouldn't be a crying mess fearing about the lives of my babies." I wiped my tears and for a split second, he looked as if he was scared himself. I wonder if he cared I was sure he had other things he would rather much be doing at this moment.

"I know we aren't on great terms but look I know they are gonna be okay you're tuff as hell, and you know damn well we will hunt them down. And we're all gonna be here for you I don't care if they try to kick us out we're gonna stay here with you. You need to sleep were gonna be here if anything goes wrong. I promise."His words shocked me I had never heard him say anything like this. Usually, he was all about keeping his bad-boy image in place but this time he seemed as he meant every word.

"Thank you so much," I whispered as I smiled up at him. He then kissed my forehead and next thing I knew the others walked in. I'm not certain if they saw or not but either way, they didn't say anything and rather asked me questions. Soon after a long night, I fell asleep.

Next morning...

I glanced up at the clock and saw that it was past eight in the morning. Everyone in the room appeared to be sleeping except for Dal who was smoking a weed outside the room, despite the nurses telling him to put it out. He kept his promise I told myself he stayed awake just for me. Nobody had woken me up so shouldn't that mean they made it?

"Dal," I called out he, instantly put out the weed and hurried to me.

"Did you stay awake?" I asked, and he only replied with a nod making me laugh.

"You didn't have to do that." I giggled before a nurse walked in disrupting our conversation.

"I just checked on the twins and they are completely healthy. You are ready to be checked out but will have to take some medication for your wound it is not fatal to the twins. Also, you will need to change the bandage every day." The nurse notified me causing to wake up the others. I was super happy to hear this news. Dal winked at me and I smiled back at him. The others were just as cheerful hearing this and we all cheered which annoyed the nurses and doctors but of course, we didn't care. The gang never cared about no rules and that's what I loved about them.