Diary of Charlotte Clifford.

Prolouge Part. 1

I laughed as Charlotte painted Mia's face with an array of face paint colours. This moment was perfect... until Mia started coughing. Her body shook with each cough and Charlotte looked paler than she already was.
"Charlotte, go into the kitchen to uncle Luke and uncle Ashton!"
Nodding the 11 year old ran into the kitchen.
"Mia?" I asked, terrified.
"Ambulance!" she shrieked.
Tears threatened to spill as I dialled 000 and waited.
"Hello?"
"My wife needs medical attention!" I snapped.
"What's wrong?"
"I think it's her cancer!"
"Were do you live?"
I rattled off my address and hung up.
I ran into the lounge room and stopped.
Beautiful butterscotch eyes stared at nothing... unresponsive.
"Mia?" I choked.
I ran to her side to find her fingers covered in blood, curled around a piece of paper.
I pulled the paper out of her soft hands and my heart broke even more when I seen the small out line of a baby. I was a father to three children. I turned the paper over to find I messy note: Merry Christmas.
Love Mia and baby.
Christmas was tomorrow.
Tears trailed my face and I cried until a scream made me jump.
"Mum!" Charlotte came running through and threw herself into Mia's limp arms. "Mummy! Wake up! Please!" She sobbed and I pulled her into my arms.
"She cant be! Daddy, wake her up! Mum needs to see the present i made her!"
Her tears soaked my shirt as she pulled out a collage covered in family photos, photos of her and Mia and Mia and myself, even Mia with the boys. There was also a picture of Charlotte and myself at an amusement park. Charlotte's tears covered the canvas but I let her cry as I ran a hand through her hair and cried my own river.
"Michael what's-" Luke stopped as Ashton came through the door. They looked at the mess before them and they came over and sat down with my daughter and I and I showed them the photo.
"I'm a dad to three," I forced a smile. Charlottes cries slowed and came to a stop, snores replacing them.
I lost my wife.
I lost my Jakob.
I lost an unborn baby.
I promised myself that I would do anything to keep my baby girl safe.