Hold my hand (Larry Stylinson)

18

No. No!!

"No your lying!" I say thrashing around. "He a not dead! I- I.. He was here this morning when I left, I ... I didn't even say goodbye! Please god!" I wail.

"Sir, you need to calm down."

"Where's max, where my son!" I see the light haired boy sitting on the front steps. "Max!" I yell and he races to me.

"Dad! Where were you? They took daddy away. I called them, because daddy wasn't waking up and I wanted to play."