Moo snuckle

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Y/n's pov
Every night I think. 'Why isn't anyone talking to me? Am I invisible? Even though I'm right in front of them. Why are they ignoring me? Why won't they talk to me?'

One day I went up to my loving husband who was holding onto our little baby boy, James. I stood at the door, leaning on the frame "Hey babe." No response.

While he was holding onto James, he was sniffling, a sad expression plastered onto his face. "Hun what's wrong?" I went up to him and knelt down.

Moo would always have a sad expression, not once he was happy. Only the day when we made love.

I cupped his soft face "Moo what's wrong baby?" No response

This was when I finally took my anger out "WHY THE HELL ARE YOU IGNORING ME? COME ON. TALK TO ME PLEASE!" Tears falling while I sniffled.

He stood up, still holding our baby

"Come on, let's visit mommy!" What?

"What are you talking about? I'm right here!" I was slowly raising my voice

My poor baby started to cry. Soon enough Moo started to cry himself

Whenever I cup his cheek and tell him "Hun, why are you sad?" He would flinched and not look at me, not once.

He would sometimes shiver, I would feel the tangling drifting through my body.

When Moo was finishing packing up for baby James, he put James in the stroller, a blanket over him. He looked down and walked.

I followed behind, the weird part was, I never felt any temperature. I'm never cold, or hot. I'm always warm. Even my heart, I never felt it pound once, how am I living?

"Baby, please tell me where are you taking us."

We stopped in town, he went to the flower store grabbing Lilies, my favourite. "She would've loved them" Moo gave the cashier a small smile. That made me smile. "You'll get these for free. I'm sorry!"

Moo nodded, walking out "Thanks" soon enough we made it to the cemetery. "What are we doing here Moo?" I questioned

We stopped in front of a grave stone. I couldn't see because Moo was in the way. He was in the way for a while, I was still trying to see who it was. Nothing.

Then Moo placed the flower on top.

He slowly moved out of the way, grabbing James, "Say hi mommy!"  Then he grabbed James and walked away. Tears, sobbing were being heard. I frowned and stayed and finally glanced at the grave

In a loving memory:
Y/n Snuckle
February 3rd 1992 - September 16th 2015
You are loved by others, your son
And your husband.

I'm dead. I gasped
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Hey people it's been a while. Sorry :))

Do you forgive me?

Anyways. I have a new book called:
Unfaithful

Please go read it, it's not a fan-fic. It's a non-fictional.

It's just the prologue. But I have other things in life! That I have to take care of :))

Anyways... I hoped you enjoy

60K wow thanks guys. I love you all so much!!! <3

Later bros

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