Worst Fear 67

Lydia 

I woke up feeling sore all over. My head felt heavy, but my heart felt heavier. Her words were still in my head. I couldn’t push them out. I had barely gotten enough sleep. 

“The kidneys don’t match.” 

That wasn’t the only reason why I felt this way. It was her solution. None of the three kidneys matched Melanie’s, so I understood her frustration. I’m not happy about it either. 

However, her solution was even more displeasing.. 

I stayed up after our conversation, which would be more correctly referred to as a fight. Her words were stuck in my head, and so were mine. I ended up tossing and turning all through the night and finally fell asleep. 

I wore my slide and stood, taking a minute to steady my head, which was spinning. I walked into the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror. My eyes are bloody red. 

My lower lip disappeared under my mouth as I stared at the dark circles under my eyes. Stretching and yawning, I took my first step and soon stood in front of the shower. 

The cold water hit my skin, and I stood there hoping it would wash away my distress. By the time I walked out of my room, it was past 7 am. 

The front door opened and closed as I walked to the kitchen. That was Mom, I knew, but I didn’t say anything. I don’t go after her or try to stop her. I couldn’t. 

Liam and Melanie will be down for breakfast in a while, and I want to have breakfast ready before then. It felt as though I got a pinch in my chest when I remembered my babies. 

I held on to the sink and tried to steady myself so I wouldn’t fall. My head is spinning. 

No, I needed to do something to forget about last night. My eyes were beginning to blur with tears, so I tried to push them off. But ! couldn’t for long. My legs hurt, and I sat on the cold floor, crying my eyes out. 

It took a while to get myself back on my feet. I needed something to distract myself from my thoughts, so I swung into action. 

I walked to the refrigerator and opened it, pulling out some vegetables. I placed them neatly on the sink and washed them. Taking down the chopping board, I set it on the table. I was done in the next hour. 

I walked into their room to see Liam sitting close to Melanie’s bed, staring at her, her eyes were closed. 

“Ssshh?” He placed one finger on his mouth. I made a zip motion with my finger and walked to stand close to him. I felt the suffocating feeling in my chest one more tighe, so I reminded myself to breathe. 

In, out. 

In, out. 

I placed my knees on the floor and plopped my face with my hand, supporting my jaw. 

at 

Melanie was asleep, her hair scattered on the bed like a basket, her lips pouting as her chest rose and fat love the sight live in It forever if I get the chance to. 

“She’s beautiful.” He whispered, and I nodded. 

“Yes, of course she is, she looks like me,” I said. My voice came out as a hush as I was trying to do what he wished. 

Liam shook his head, he turned to me, his hair covering one eye of his face. I brushed it, it was one of my favourite things about him. He is handsome, too handsome, I can’t wait to see him grow up, and I know I’ll have a duty to chase girls away from him. 

“She doesn’t look like you, Mom,” Liam whispered, leaning closer. He turned to look at her, then returned his gaze to me. 

“She looks like the man from the hospital.” He added and then assumed his earliest position, supporting his jaws with his hands. 

I don’t ask him who the man is He is right. Melanie looks so much like Mason, and Liam looks like me. Sometimes, I wish they were identical twins. That way, even if they meet with Mason, he won’t be able to tell they are his. I could easily tell him that the twins are for his stepdad. 

When he first told me about seeing someone who looks like Melanie, I thought it would be Mason, but it couldn’t be. I’ve been doing a good job protecting them from 

The plan to get my revenge on Mason without introducing the twins to him still stands. 

Later, when we were having breakfast, I tried all I could to hold a smile on my face all through. Melanie and Liam chatted as they 

I picked up my food with my fork, pushing the pie around my plate. There was no way Mom did that. I twisted my lips, biting my lower lip. I closed my eyes to stop the tears. 

*Mom, Melanie said you changed your mind.” Liam’s voice jolted me out of my reverie. I moved my attention towards my twins. 

“What?” 

“You aren’t chickening out of hanging out with us, right?” 

*Will Marcus be there?” Melanie asked, placing a spoonful of food in her mouth.” 

“Yes. He promised.” Liam said. Then his eyes fell on something on Melanie’s lap, “Melanie, what’s that on your lap?” He asked her gently. 

“Huh?” I watched as Melanie adjusted in her seat. 

Liam wasn’t letting it go. He stood from his chair and began walking towards her. “Mom, I think Melanie has a bar of chocolate. Give it here, it’s too early to have one.” He extended his hand. 

Melanie was on her feet before he got to her, exposing the bar of chocolate. 

She shook her head, “I won’t. It’s mine.” She said. 

She ran around the table, and he did the same, staying behind her all along. 

“Mom, if Melanie has a bar of chocolate, I’ll have one, too. He turned to her, “I can believe you didn’t get one out for me.” He said. Melanie stuck out her tongue at him. 

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10:58 Sat, 2 Aug 

Chapter 67 

I watched them run along the table without saying anything to stop them. I want to tell Melanie to stop. To give him the chocolate, or tell Liam to stop running after her. 

But I didn’t. 

I couldn’t. They were my life, what if I don’t get to watch this part of them anymore? That thought scared shit out of me. 

I called Mia and had everything on my schedule cancelled. I want to spend time with my twins. We went to the park. I took them around, we played different games, and had so much fun. At one point, I stood by the side and just watched them play. 

Marcus joined us two hours later, bearing gifts for the children. 

“Hey!” He greeted after hugging Melanie and Liam. 

-Hi.” I tried to make my voice firm and pretend like I hadn’t just spent the past hour holding myself together from breaking down. 

“You’re good?” He asked, and I shrugged my shoulders. “Yes,” I said with a smile. 

“You don’t look like it.” He said. 

“You cleared your entire schedule?” I asked, trying to change the conversation 

“I see what you’re doing.” He said, “I didn’t. I just…” he sighed, “I didn’t have anything scheduled for today. Let’s say I just got lucky.” He joined me on the mat I had across the floor. 

There are fruits and snacks. “You don’t need to lie.” I sent him a knowing smile. He’s never less busy. He always had something to do. My eyes are pinned on my twins. They were playing with other kids, yet I couldn’t let them out of my sight. 

“What’s wrong?” He asked. I could feel his eyes on the side of my face. 

“huh?” I peel my eyes away from the twins briefly. 

“You aren’t yourself.” He said. 

“I’m just tired.” I lied. But he isn’t stupid. Of course, he knew that was a lie and didn’t buy that. Well, I wasn’t ready to share. 

Aside from Mia, Mom, and 1, no one knew about Melanie’s kidney condition. There was no way I could tell him that my mother had found a kidney, but someone would have to die if Melanie got it. 

It was basically taking away the life of another, simply because we have the means, and that’s something I won’t do, 

I’m grateful she found another kidney, but getting that kidney would mean the little boy whose parents found it first would be left to die. That led to a heated argument between me and my mom. 

I want to save Melanie, but I won’t do it at the expense of another. I can’t. 

We still have enough time to get a kidney. If took all in me to control myself while I spoke to Mom last night. 

But I lost it when she didn’t understand my point. Maybe where I got her was when I told her that Melanie was my child before her grandchild, and she wouldn’t take whati don’t accept. 

She called me a horrible mother before going to bed. 

And maybe she is right, I truly am terrible. My child could die, and I was thinking of another. 

10:58 

Chapter 67 

“Hey!” Marcus placed his hand on the small of my back and gestured with his head for me to look behind me, I did, and was surprised to see my Mom. 

“Whatever this is, you should talk it out. I’ll give you time.” Marcus said, then he walked away, as Mom walked over.