The Fear of Falling Apart | Just One Regret #2

Chapter 28 - We're Here So Much, We Should Just Move In.

"Where's Daddy?" Morgan asked me quietly.

"He's at the hospital with Waverly." I explained, pouring some milk into his cereal. "I'll drive you there after breakfast."

"Oh... okay." He nodded.

"Want some water?" I offered.

He nodded. "With a straw."

"Uh... I don't think we have any straws bud."

He frowned.

I handed him a cup of water. "Here."

He just ate silently, until Sarah got him dressed into his clothes from yesterday, which she'd washed overnight.

"Are you ready to go bud?" I asked.

He nodded.

"Can I come too?" Kaitlyn asked.

I shrugged. "Sure."

We went to the car, and Morgan was mostly silent for the drive.

"You okay back there bud?" I asked.

He shrugged silently and stared out the window.

"Are you excited to see your dad?"

He nodded.

"That's good." I smiled.

We reached the hospital and Ryan texted me the room number.

When we got there, Morgan raced up to Ryan and got himself resituated in his lap.

Ryan smiled. "Hey Morgie."

He rested his head on Ryan's shoulder without providing a response.

Waverly was still sleeping, and her face was still all swollen from the attack. I grimaced. "Is it like this every time?"

"Sometimes worse. This one wasn't too bad."

I grimaced again.

"She should be okay. I've just got to work out what she's gonna eat."

"Oh right. What can she eat?"

He shrugged and handed me a list from his bag. "That's what she can't." The list was multiple pages long.

"Damn." I muttered, flicking through it.

"It is pretty intense."

"How do you even deal with this?"

"I don't know. She's been fed through a needle at the moment. It's just a mixture of the stuff she can eat."

I grimaced. "That's awful."

"It is. It might be the only option left though."

Waverly started to stir. "D-dad?"

"I'm here. Are you alright baby?"

"N-not really... d-do you got a sick bag?"

He nodded and grabbed one from the seat beside him. He held it up to her mouth and rubbed her back as she threw up.

"Eww." Morgan stated.

Ryan thought she was done so he twisted up the bag just before she started throwing up again.

I immediately grabbed the second bag and held it up.

"Th-thanks." She whispered once she'd finished.

"It's fine." I shrugged.

She laid back on the bed, still looking really sickly.

"Do you want some water?" Ryan offered.