Luna (Empress continued)

Thorne POV (Trying to Please Cress)

This. Is. The. End.

I think that Cress might kill me, and the way she looked at me before she decided that my accident just be a nightmare I almost wish she had killed me. It would certainly a better feeling than the torchure I am going through right now. Watching her almost still body.

Liam walks into the room rubbing his eyes, he jumps up onto the bed. And crawls over to Cress.

He does this every morning, and I absolutely hate him for it, suppose I wanted to have my wife to myself for one morning and he walked in. But Cress insists that she is okay with it.

But not this morning, the more time between now and when Cress wakes up the better for the health of everyone. 

A.K.A: Me

"Liam get off the bed," I growl in a whisper.

He looks back at me frowning, we've had this arguement many times, "Why, mommy said that is was fine." He sits down on my pillow, holding his advance. I just wish it wasn't on my pillow though.

"Yeah, well today is different."

"Mommy said she was going to take me shopping for a sleeping bag and a tent because she wanted to sleep in a tent alone with you for 'adult time'." He rolls his eyes, huffing like my mother. "At least I don't give mommy cooties when I am around her."

"Liam, I swear on Luna. If you don't get out of my bed in five seconds we are going to have a real issue."

"Okay, okay." He stands up and jumps off of the bed onto the floor making the loudest noice. Instead of a almost four year old boy jumping of a foot tall bed it sounds like a metal fridge falling to the ground.

"Get out." 

He grimaces and scurries out of the room. I am going to make sure Santa fills his stocking to the brim with coal. 

If, of course, I live to see Christmas.

Cress sits up and glares at me, "Wasn't a dream, I'm guessing."

Oh stars, here we go.

I chuckle, "Oh come on Cress, is getting a new house really all that bad, we'll move in just in time for the baby."

She crosses her arms over her chest leaning back on the back board, "The new house is not the problem, Thorne. It's you."

"Well, how about, before you start arguing with me and stuff. You stay right there for a second."

Cress continues to glares at me but stays in the same place. 

I run out of the room and grab my piece offering otherwise know as breakfast. I run back into the room careful not to drop anything. I place int gently on her lap, and move back like a waiter of he sets down your food.

She frowns at it, "Thank you?"

 I smile, "Courtesy of, yours truly."

She face brights up and for a second she looks like she is going to laugh but she quickly remembers that she is supposed to be mad at me. 

"Does this mean your not bad at me anymore?" I ask hopefully.

She shakes her head, poking at the food with the fork.

"What else do you want me to do?" 

She shakes her head, "Nothing, the only thing that would make me happy right now is if we get to go on our trip but there was a waiting list for the camping sight so I can't just book it again."

"Take me now death," I mutter under my breath.

"What?" Cress says through the food in her mouth.

"Nothing." I groan walking back out the room to see if there is anything else I can do to make Cress happy. Because if I don't....

All life might cease to exist.

Or, my life at least.

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