P.o.v Marcel
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pregnancy week: 24
,,I told you we should abort the child but you didn't listen!", I screamed at her lifeless body. ,,It's your fault, Marcel, you couldn't protect her.", Louis said and I looked at him with pure shock.
,,How do you think could I save her from fucking cancer?", I asked pissed and annoyed. I didn't even try to hide it.
,,You could have convinced her to abort the kids. Now we have kids we can't even handle and we don't have Luna. Are you happy with this result?!", he screamed at me. ,,What did you just say? Of course we can handle the kids and I am not responsible for her decisions I was the first one who said that she should abort the children!", I screamed back.
I heard and loud cry and rubbed my forehead. ,,Now we woke up the kids, you did a great job, motherfucker.", I said and looked away, only to see Luna's lifeless body there. ,,Come on now, we have to calm the kids down for the funeral.", Edward said and lead me away from Luna.
I will never see her again...
I hate myself so much! I should lay there instead of her.
My eyes flew open and I sat up directly. Never did I think that I could dram something like that. I couldn't save her and I couldn't take her pain away.
As I calmed down a bit I noticed a wet spot on my trousers. ,,What the-?", I lifted the covers and followed the wet spot to Luna. Luna peed herself in her sleep. ,,Oh my poor, love.", I said and put her head out of her face. ,,Love, wake up please.", I said in a hushed voice. She didn't even move a bit. ,,Luna, wake up, love. We have to get you out of these wet clothes, so you don't get sick.", I said and she opened her eyes slowly.
,,There is my little sunflower. Come on, I will help you up, and then we are going to clean you.", I said and she looked confused at me. ,,Why clean?", she asked. Her speaking got worse, she couldn't form correct and full sentences anymore. She could just say a few words which hurt more than anything.
,,We have to clean you because you had a little accident and wetted yourself.", I said and she looked down at herself. Her cheeks flushed red and she hid her face behind her hands.
The doctor said that all of this was completely normal because her type of cancer it's nearly wandering through her whole body and that fast. That's why her bladder and her brain are damaged. The next step is that she won't eat anymore. And then she can't move anymore. Hopefully, if she survives the birth we can do chemo and save some parts of her brain and body so that she can have a good rest life.
I lifted Luna and moved with her over to the bathroom. While walking I looked over at the big clock, which showed that it was 3 a.m, perfect. I made a quick cleaning session before I helped her over to the bed and helped her in some pajamas.
,,I love you and our babies so much, darling. Now get some more sleep.", I said as I laid her down next to Louis, who moved his arm around her. Soon enough she was out like a light and I made my way out of the room. I closed the door closed and made my way over to the kitchen.
With an aching heart, I started to make myself a cuppa. Tea always helped me to cope with things. I didn't know why but it calmed me down and I could think clearer after a cup of tea. As soon as my tea was finished I could hear some footsteps.
,,Marcel, why are you up this early?", Edward asked me and I turned around to him. He looked me over. The wet spot was still on my trousers, but it was obvious that it wasn't my pee, the cup in my hand was steaming and I believe that my expression said the rest because Edwards's face softened as soon as he saw all of this and he came over to her. ,,Come her Marce.", he said and engulfed me in a hug. That was all I needed to break down.
,,What bothers you, hm? Tell me.", he said and my hands started to shake so Edward took the mug from my hands and set it on the counter before we both sat down on the ground, me in Edward's arms.
,,I-it's just I am not ready to let her go Edward. I am so scared to experience all of this. Luna is getting weaker and weaker, first her little brain damage, now her bladder. Ed, the next step is that she isn't eating anymore and that's going to be dangerous for the children. I don't wanna see her this weak and broken.
I want the Luna back who is laughing and running around. Collecting flowers and making flower crowns for us. The Luna who fought with us, who took drugs to get some drug dealer. I want my Luna back, I don't want the sick Luna who is going to die. I still love her with all my heart and that's making it so hard for me. I can't anymore.
If I could I would take cancer away from her and just take it myself because if I was dead it wouldn't be that bad. She would still have you two and you and Louis would still have each other and Luna but now Luna is going to die-", I interrupted myself with a loud sob.
,,Shhh, don't say something like this, the world would go black and white if I lose one of my younger brothers, I wouldn't survive that. And if Luna is going to die we still have each other to care for. We have to be strong, but please stop with this no talking to your older brother shit, because I know that something is bothering you. You can always come to me for a good cry, okay?", he asked and I just nodded, not trusting my voice.
,,So now, let me make myself a cuppa too, and then we can sit down on the couch and talk.", Edward said and stood up. ,,Thank you", I said and grabbed my cup. ,,No problem at all, little brother", he said as he purred some hot water in his cup.
Maybe we can get through all the pain when we all are sticking together...
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