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| �Stop! Daddy, let me go! Ow, you�re hurting me!� �Shut up, boy! Maybe you�ll learn your lesson this time�� �He�s 8 years old Phil! It�s expected that he has bad dreams!� *slap* �Shut up bitch�� �I want a divorce, Phil.� �A divorce? A divorce? Why the hell would you want a divorce, Patty?� �Because you treat me and your 13 year old sons like shit! I want a divorce�� �By mom, take care of yourself, okay?� �You too, Joel. Benji, no drugs,� �No alcohol, we know! Love you mom,� �Love you too boys�� �Is this Benjamin or Joel Madden?� �Yes, who is this?� �This is the Waldorf Hospital, we have a patient here by the name of Patricia Madden, she�s been in a car accident�� �Mom? Mom! Mom, no! Stay awake, please just stay�� **** Joel awoke in a cold sweat and warm hands softly rubbing his back. He turned on his side and looked into the eyes of his twin, Benji. �You okay, baby?� Benji asked, softly wiping hair out of his twin�s eyes Joel sighed and replied, �Yea. Just another bad dream.� Benji nodded knowingly and pulled Joel into him. Joel gladly accepted and cried into Benji�s chest. �Ssshhh� it�s okay baby, it�s okay. I�m here, everything is fine. Sshh�� Benji cooed After Joel stopped crying he looked Benji in the eyes and smiled. �Thanks for being here, Benj.� Benji smiled, �Anytime, Joelsy,� he said, making them both laugh They kissed softly and Benji snuggled into the sheets, his head against Joel�s chest and Joel�s chin resting softly on his head �Love you Joelsy,� �Love you Benj,� Benji quickly fell asleep, but Joel stayed awake. He watched his twin, the love of his life, sleep for what seemed like hours but was only minutes before falling into a dreamy sleep� Only this time, it was a good dream� Benji in fishnet tights� he had to think of some bet Benji would lose now� |