"Wolff Love" - (A Natenzie Fanfiction)

Chapter 66 "Is It Nothing, But A Daydream?"

*After Shane & Nat got into an argument, not only was Shane upset. Nat was upset about it as well.*

                                                                      *Nat's P.O.V.*

I feel horrible about Shane & I's argument. I don't know why he keeps getting himself in trouble. I didn't mean to yell at him, but it seemed that I had no choice to do so. 

I went upstairs to see if Shane actually listened to me. As I walked down the hall where the triplet's bedroom was, I saw Shane just about to walk to his room. His eyes were full of tears & he had an angry look on his face. I walked closer to him to try to see if I can make him not feel mad at me.

"Shane, come here please," I said.

"No daddy," he said. "I'm not coming near you. I won't do it! I won't do it. You know why?"

"Why?" I asked.

"Because I HATE YOU!" Shane cried.

"Look Shane, I'm sorry that I got mad at you," I said. "I got mad at you because you didn't listen to me. In fact, you never listen to me or anybody whenever you get in trouble."

"You ALWAYS punish me for everything!" he cried some more. "Even when I didn't do a single thing, I am always the one that gets punished. I HATE IT!"

I sighed. "I'm really sorry bud," I said. "I'm sorry that you've been punished for everything. I'm sorry about everything. We'll work this out,-"

"-No we won't!" he yelled. "Nothing will EVER be changed dad. I know it won't!"

"Shane, please!" I said. "I'm willing to help you with your anger. I'm your father."

"I WISH YOU WEREN'T MY FATHER!" Shane cried.

Before i could say anything else, Shane went into his room & slammed the door shut. I was shocked. I guess I'm not a good parent after all. I am very ashamed of myself. I went into Kenzie & I's bedroom & cried myself to sleep. 

*Later that morning, everyone came downstairs for breakfast, except Shane.*

"Where's Shane?" asked Kenzie.

"I don't know," I said, then I turned to Nate & Jason. "Boys, where is your brother?"

"He's still in bed," said Jason.

"We tried waking him up but he wouldn't listen to us," said Nate. 

"I'll go get him,-" I said.

"-Babe, it's fine," said Kenzie. "He can come eat with us whenever he gets up."

"No no," I said. "He needs to eat with us. I won't have our seven year-old son being lazy on a Saturday morning."

"Okay then," she said. "Good luck waking him up."

I nodded, then I walked out of the kitchen & went upstairs into the triplet's bedroom. I turned on the bedroom light, & went over to Shane's bed. "Shane, it's time to get up."

Shane didn't respond. I shook him lightly, hoping that this time he would wake up. "Shane, c'mon," I said. "Wake up."

Shane was laying down on his stomach. When I turned his body facing myself, his entire face was pale white. I began to panic. I yelled for Kenzie. She came upstairs within seconds.

"Nat, what's wrong?" she asked, then she saw Shane uncauntious in the bed. 

"Shane's not waking up!" I said. "Look at his face! He's pale!"