(A/N: the symptoms of MS may be different in this story because I'm too lazy to do my research)

I was sitting on the couch of the hotel room I was sharing with my life long partner John. I heard the bedroom door open where he had been on the phone. when he came into view I could tell he had been crying, I got up and when over to him, putting my hands on his shoulders and kissed him gently. he looked really upset.

"what's a wrong baby boy?" I asked concerned "the doctor said I have m-multiple sclerosis," he said still in shock. I sat down putting my hand over my mouth "oh my goodness" I whispered, John, laid down on the couch next to me, putting his head in my lap. I stroked his hair gently as I felt the silent tears fall onto my lap.

"how are we going to tell Paul, George, and Ringo?" he sighed deeply "let's not tell them right away, let's get over the shock ourselves first before we tell anyone else?" I said tearing up "the doctor said that next year I should have a wheelchair h-handy when we go on tour but that it could take up to 10 years for me to lose full function in me legs" he sniffled "by Christmas I'll probably have to use a caine" he added "it'll be ok John, I love you" I said a tear landing on John's cheek "don't cry sweetheart, I've cried to much ready"he sighed rolling over go look up at me "I'm sorry Stu, you can leave me if you want" he sighed "bullshit John, I love you so much and this just makes me love you so much more" I said. I don't know if I was shocked or upset but I knew I wasn't going to take john up on his offer to leave. He meant to much to me. I mean he left his wife for me and I new that was hard for him.

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