Chapter 39

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epilogue

Song of the chapter: Only One by Storm the Sky

Vic's POV

I look back now and I realise how absolutely sad and depressing my old life was. I don't understand how I lived through it at all. I had major issues, and I sure as hell didn't make it easy for myself. Especially because I didn't accept the fact that I was sick and that I needed someone. I convinced myself that no one cared, but someone did... Even though it took me 2 months to find her. Although, originally, no one did actually care, without realising it, I found someone to care about me. And in a way, I am kind of glad that I was a dick to her, because if I wasn't, I wouldn't have seen how much of a fighter she was. I wouldn't have seen the determined side of her that made me like her in the first place.

And it was the moment when I saw Kayleigh after being away for 5 months in therapy that I realised I wanted her to be mine forever. And every moment after I wanted to be hers even more. The way her eyes opened in shock when she saw me, or the huge smile on her face as she launched herself at me in a hug. It was that moment when I realised completely (and believed it) that she genuinely wanted to be with me, and that she loved me for who I was. I remember seeing tears of joy on her face after I gave her the engagement ring, and the small smile she wore every time she looked at the diamond on her hand. It was so long ago, but I remember it like it were yesterday.

I remember the look of excitement on her face when she bought me to the new apartment she'd been living in alone, without me. She showed me around the place, and I couldn't help but kiss her every time she looked at me. I had never felt so happy in my life, well, until now. I remember when she showed me the tricks she taught Victoria, she looked so proud of herself. I remember my first night back, and how she poured out every emotion and all the passion she had. I remember how I never felt so close to anyone before, and how it was just us two and no one else. That was a moment I'd never, ever forget. When we woke the next day, she didn't want to let go of me and I didn't want to let go of her, either. We were inseparable. I had never loved anyone more.

Many weeks (at least 3) after my arrival, I found a job. It wasn't much, just a 5 hour shift, 5 days a week at a clothing store. It paid well (ish) so I was at least doing something to keep my mind and life on track.
A few weeks after that I found out some life changing events would be taking place. It was the middle of the night, it was a bit cold so I was snuggled up to Kayleigh, when all of a sudden she lurched out of bed and ran to the toilet and emptied the contents of her stomach into the bowl. She mentioned earlier that day that she had been feeling cramp-y and strange. It was just a bug. I held her hair and rubbed her back for her, and she groaned into the toilet, "I feel so shit, oh my god." I just laughed, because she laughed too. We stayed up the rest of the night and watched TV because she couldn't fall asleep. She said she was feeling better but I didn't believe her. I could feel her shaking beside me.

A few days later, she was vomiting again. I thought it might have been something she had eaten. But I was still worried, I had never dealt with someone being sick so I didn't know what to do. She said it was fine, and went on doing everything she usually did during the day. Towards the night time I could tell she was tired, she looked almost dead.

"Are you okay, babe?" I asked her, wrapping my arms around her. She swatted my hands away, looking at me with a sour expression.

"Of course I'm okay, what the hell do you think?" She grumbled, "you know, I don't need you to keep eyes on me. I am not a child, I can take care of myself." She pushed passed me and went to bed. I didn't hear from her all night.

It was the next day when she didn't get up for work that I started getting worried. She usually was pretty good with getting up at the right time. It was usually her who had to wake me up. I called into work for her and asked for the day off.

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