I didn't know if I should be mad or sad that my new life was coming to an end. I was back in Los Angeles, alone for the first time in a while, and I was here for a person I'd least expect to call me for help.
My sister Patricia.
"Yeah. My name is Blair Watson." I say to the police officer. I give him my ID and he looks at it.
"You look a little different...."
I look at it as he hands it back to me.
"Yeah" I murmur under my breath.
"Okay Miss Watson, just walk down this wall and the officer will open the door for you." He says.
"Thank you." I say and walk down the hall.
The officer opens the door and I am told to sit in an empty spot. I choose the far end and take a seat. I'm about to answer one of Gerard's texts when Patricia sits on the other side of the window.
She grabs the jail phone and I grab it as well.
"Hey..." She says weakly.
"Why are you in here for?" I ask.
"Very warm greeting." She says. "I can feel the love."
"I was enjoying life and traveling. I took the time to come all the way here to help you now tell me." I say. She looks at me very serious. I hadn't seen such a serious look on her face.
She looks down and plays with the phone wire.
"I -I hear what happened with Mason." She said. I gripped the phone tighter and feel my whole body tense up "I feel so bad for not being-"
"Why are you here." I snap. She looks up. I can tell she sees the denial in my eyes and clears her throat.
"Derek and I....lately we've been doing drugs and drinking." She says. "And as you know we have a baby. She's six months now and....."
I dreaded to hear the worst.
"We were driving one day to...I don't even remember. We had smoked...we were high...we had weed in the car...and we had her in the back."
I looked at her.
"And we got in a...fender bender...and the police came...and...now I'm here."
"Wow..." I shook my head and gripped the phone tight.
"I know..." Patricia says and starts to cry. She sobs like a little girl and I can't help by feel sorry for her.
"I know it's too much to ask after everything but....there's no one to take care of Cammie...and if I don't get a family member to take her in for a while, social services are gone take away from me."
There's a pang in my heart.
"Mom and dad are away...and..."
She wants me to take care of her baby.
"Blair please take care of her...."
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This Is The Best Day Ever
FanfictionWhen Blair Watson eats spoiled shrimp at her sisters wedding she ends up in the emergency room where she meets a guy who also ate spoiled seafood. His name is Gerard. They end up in the same hospital room and become great friends and maybe even more...
