Kimora's POV
"MOMO." Kyra shouts as the defenders and I walk into the hospital.
"Hey Ky." I say then my twin runs over to me and hugs me.
"How are they?" Becky asks.
"No broken bones thankfully." Alyssa says. "A lot of bruising, some sprains, and concussions that'll most likely mean they're out for the rest of the tournament
"But their okay?" I ask as my Mommy appears in front of me. "Mom and Mama are okay?"
"Yeah." Mommy says. "We're just waiting to be let back there."
"Well they better hurry the fuck up." I mumble.
"Seriously." Hope says as my baby sister starts to get fussy.
"Gimme." I say then Mommy hands me Charlie.
After I've got my baby sister in my arms, I rest her against my chest then I lightly bounce up and down while Kyra get's everyone to shut up.
Once everyone's quiet, I kiss Charlie's head, then I do what I always do when Charlie's upset.
I sing.
Everybody's got a thing
But some don't know how to handle it
Always reachin' out in vain
Accepting the things not worth having but
Don't you worry 'bout a thing
Don't you worry 'bout a thing, Charlie
Cause I'll be standing on the side
When you check it out
They say your style of life's a drag
And that you must go other places
But just don't you feel too bad
When you get fooled by smiling faces but
Don't you worry 'bout a thing
Don't you worry 'bout a thing, Charlie
Cause I'll be standing on the side
When you check it out...Yeah
When you get it off...your trip
Don't you worry 'bout a thing...Yeah
Don't you worry 'bout a thing...Yeah
Don't you worry 'bout a thing
Don't you worry 'bout a thing, Charlie
Cause I'll be standing on the side
When you check it out...
When you get it off...your trip
Everybody needs a change
A chance to check out the new
But you're the only one to see
The changes you take yourself through
Don't you worry 'bout a thing
Don't you worry 'bout a thing, pretty Charlie
Cause I'll be standing in the wings
When you check it out
Don't you worry 'bout a thing
After I stop singing I walk over to Charlie's stroller/bassinet thing then I lay her down in the bassinet.
"There we go." I whisper as I swaddle Charlie in her blanket.
Once Charlie's properly swaddled, she quickly falls asleep.
"Works every time." I say then I turn around and see everyone staring at me. "What?"
"You can sing?" Sam asks.
"Mhmm." I say. "I just don't do it in public."
"Don't ever ask her to sing either." Kyra says. "You will not like her reaction."
"Noted." Everyone says.
"Kimora." Vlatko says then he motions me over to a secluded corner of the room so I follow him.
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FanfictionKimora is 17 and her life has taken a turn for the worse ever since she lost her Parents. Her father's second wife has become abusive and hasn't let her or her sister out of the house in five years. One day it gets to be to much and the twins run a...
