The thing that ties us together is gone

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Simon POV

I can't help but feel a little guilty for all of this. I was the one who was taking care of him at the time.

When Angelo got back from Adele's house he went to his room. I went up there to remind him to start packing his things and he seemed a little off.

He was super pale and sweaty.

Flashback

"Angelo bud are you okay?" I asked him sitting at the end of his bed. "I don't feel very good but I'm fine." He said "okay well I'm going to go get you some medicine for you to take. You have to be at your mom's house in thirty minutes." I got off the bed and went down the hall to go get him some medicine.

I walked back into his room and it looked like he was asleep. "Angelo baby wake up" he didn't move. I looked closer and noticed that he wasn't breathing.

I tried doing CPR on him but nothing was working. I ran downstairs to go get my phone to call 911.

"911. What's your emergency?" The lady over the phone said in a calm voice. "Yes my son has stopped breathing I need you to send help to my house." I said walking around my house. "Okay sir and what's your address?" "30 Beverly Park Terrace, Beverly Hills, California" "okay I have sent people to your house." "Thank you." I said and hung up the phone.

As soon as I was done with that call I called Adele. She came over immediately and was by Angelo until the first responders got there.

I could see the panic in her eyes and I know she could see it in my eyes too. I was scared for my son. I didn't want to lose my child. He was the only kid Adele and I have together. He's my only son.

End flashback

When the man said that he had passed away my whole world stoped. My son, my baby, my best friend, and my favorite person is gone.

I can only imagine how Adele is feeling right now. She crying into my arms so hard that it breaks my heart.

Rich is still standing there speechless. He just lost a step son.

Adele and I just lost the only thing that is keeping us together.

Rich POV

When we got back home last night Adele wasn't talking. She laid face down on the couch and didn't move her until it got to be too late for her to still be down here.

Her mom and step dad came over tonight because that was our original plan but things changed. They tried other comfort her but it was no use.

I carried her up to our bed and changed her clothes. I knew she didn't want to be sleeping in jeans and a nice top.

I laid there looking up at the ceiling. I laid there thinking about all of the things Angelo and I have done together. The memories we have made. The challenges we have overcome and the pranks we have played on Adele.

I miss his laugh and his dirty jokes that he could only make around me because his mom and dad would be mad if he heard him saying something like that.

The first time I met him I knew something was different about him. He was like no kid I've ever met. He had this light to him and he shined like no other.

I wish that I got one last 'goodbye' or hug. I wish Adele got one more kiss or 'I love you' from her son.

But, I know that Angelo wasn't the only one we lost today.

Our baby passed away right when everything was going on with Angelo. The first baby Adele and I would have together.

I'm sure the baby died of stress but I wish that little one got a shot at life.

Adele lost two out of her two kids today. I lost my only step son and my unborn child. And Simon lost one out of two of his children but lost his only son.

Why did this have to happen to us. Why couldn't everything go as planned? Why couldn't I be laying here in bed with my girlfriend and our baby and have Angelo sleeping peacefully in the room next to us.

I have so many questions running through my brain. Why did it have to be him? Is there anything we could have done to make the outcome better? Why?

I'm too tired to continue my thoughts to I drift off to sleep. It's not peaceful my any means but it's giving my brain a break.

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