A Tail Between Two Wildcats (I Am Wildcat Fanfic) #Wattys2015

Too Late to Apologize

Tyler POV

We were on out way to the airport. We had to go the Indianna because of Marcy's mother. I was excited that I get to see her family again but I hoped it was under diffrent circumstances. Since Ms. Kohl was in the hospital, Marcy was determined to get there before it was too late. The doctors told David, Marcy's brother, that their mother was shot in the chest area once. She's not expected to make it. If she made a recovery, it would be a miracle, they say. I don't believe in miracles. I do believe in health and strength, however. I knew Marcy's mom would recover. I had to hope.

We had a 15 minute delay. We were going to stay in Indiana for a week or two. Hell maybe three. Luckily, it was summer. College and exams ended last week. We decided we needed a break anyway. I was hurting because Marcy was hurting. I hated to see her cry. When we were waiting to board the plane, Marcy told me that since her father left them, she couldn't lose her mother too. I didn't know how to respond. Marcy rested her head on my shoulder. I rested my head on hers. We interlocked fingers to hold each other's hand. This was a depressing day.

Once we got on the plane, Marcy and I watched a movie. We watched Fury, Marcy's favorite movie. It has grown on me also. When we were allowed to use our phones, I turned mine on and read the recent message from Evan. He said, "Hey Tyler, Marcy has her phone off right? Is she okay?"

I responded, "Well her mom was shot. As a matter of fact, we are on our way to the hospital now. Thing is, we have to go to Indiana to do so."

"Man, that sucks. Tell Marcy I'm sorry." The conversation ended. Marcy was fast asleep on my shoulder. Good, she needed some sleep. She had been up since one this morning. She had been packing for us. I am just glad she could finally rest. She was definitely going to need it the next few days.

Marcy's POV

I woke up when we landed. It felt good to sleep. I slept for an hour but it was better than nothing. Tyler helped me out of my seat. "Thanks babe." I said.

"No problem. So how are you?"

"I'm getting better. I still can't believe she's hurt though."

"She'll be ok."

"How do you know though?"

"We just have to hope."

"I know." I said as I gave Tyler a hug. He kissed the top of my head. Yeah, I was shorter than him but hey, every tall guy needs a short girlfriend. Right? Totally right! We were walking out of the airport. I told Tyler that I couldn't lose my mom. She was the only parent I had. My grandparents both died in a car crash when I was five. My dad left and his family wanted absolutely nothing to do with me or my my brother. I guess in a way, David was kind of my father. He was the only man in the house. After high school, he stuck around to help my mom. I really never thanked him for it. Maybe this week would be my chance.

Tyler drove because I was way to depressed to. I didn't need us to get hurt. Until I met Tyler, I didn't know how to love. What I mean is, I could love my family. I never really had a boyfriend or a serious relationship. A) because I didn't have time, B) I didn't really care for them. This time was different.

Tyler's POV

When we were in the car, we had to drive. The nearest airport was two hours away from the hospital Ms. Kohl was. I told Marcy to get as much sleep as she could. She nodded and fell back asleep in the car. We were using a rental since our Ford was back home. I was driving and listening to my band. (A/N I don't know what his favorite band is) I was singing, very quietly, and keeping my eyes on the road. If I knew anything, I knew that drivers were crazy and that they wouldn't stop for you. You had to stop for them.

When we got to the hospital, I slowly woke Mar. She was so sound asleep. I hated to wake her from her slumber. When I kissed her, she kind of groaned. "Marcy, it's time to go in."

"I-I want to sleep."

"Well we can do that later."

"Okay." She smiled. She got up and woke up. She stretched her arms and yawned. We walked hand in hand into the hospital. When we reached the front desk, Marcy stretched her arms out and asked the nurse where Kendall Kohl was. Ms. Kohl had a beautiful name. Kendall. I actually liked that name for awhile. The nurse escorted us to room 197. Urgent care. Luckily, Ms. Kohl was stable. She smiled as she saw Marcy walk in the room. Her eyes were sparkling. Her grin grew even bigger when she saw me with her. It made me feel special. She really did like me.

Marcy POV

At the hospital, I saw my mom and brother. We talked for a while. My brother finally offered to go get coffee. He asked me to come with. I agreed. I needed to walk. We got halfway down the hall when I realized I left my phone. I told my brother that I'd be right back. I walked back to the room and heard my mom and Tyler talking. I waited by the door and listened. I'm nosy I know. My mom told Tyler, "Tyler, if I don't make it, please care of her. I know you love her and I know she means the world to you."

"Ms. Kohl, I love your daughter. If you leave, I will care for her and nourish her. But before you 'leave' can ask you a question? Can I take your daughter's hand in marriage?"

"Well Tyler, I would love it if you did." Suddenly, it went quiet. Mom?!? She was dead.

"NURSE!" Tyler called out. I needed to go. I ran to the bathroom and cried. It was depressing.

I had to apologize to my brother before it was to late. I had to apologize to everyone, before it was too late.

Tyler's POV

I couldn't believe that Ms. Kohl died. She died right after she said I could marry Marcy. I had one job. To take care of he girl I loved. I would always love her. Forever and Always. Always and Forever. I had to go find Marcy. I went to the food court. I spotted her and David. She was crying. She knew.... David was also bawling. Understandable. If my parents died, I'd be the same way. I've had it easy. I had a dad growing up, my mom is still alive. Marcy didn't get those things.

I was lucky that my girlfriend would soon become my fiancé, hopefully. I wanted to wait until we finished university. We were almost done. Maybe in graduation night I would propose... I don't know. We were promised to each other. Promised that we would love each other forever and always. Always and forever. That was our saying,

I walked over to where Mar and David sat. "Guys, I'm sorry." I truly was. I didn't know how it felt but I got the gist of it.

"It's too late!" Marcy said. She was crying. Her eyes were full of tears. Her face was red and very warm. She didn't deserve this. I picked her up. We hugged and I took her chin in my 'pointer finger'. "It'll be okay." I reassured her. "Well pull through."

"I can't. Before I left for college, she freaked out and I just ignored it."

"That's not your fault."

"It's too late to apologize. I didn't get to say goodbye. I didn't get to tell her I was proud. I can't even think straight." I pecked her lips. I hoped she was better now. She started crying again, maybe not. It was bad.