Ross rocks Karrow softly, as the baby slowly starts beginning to fall asleep. He finally knocks out, and Ross still takes him downstairs where Morgan was. "Morgan." he calls. No replies. He looks around, just about to panic, but then, he finally spots her asleep on the couch. He sighed in relief, and walked over to her, sitting right next to where she laid.
"Daddy?" she calls, with her small tired voice. "What is it?" he says.
"I can't breathe."
His eyes widened, and he races to the crib that was in the living room, and put Karrow down. He races up the stairs for the oxygen tank, and runs right down the stairs with it, and when he got down the stairs, her face was red. He races over to her, and connects the oxygen tubes around her head connecting to her nose. She starts breathing again, and for a second, he felt like he wasn't breathing as well. He rubs her back, as she lays her head on his chest, and he puts his arm around her. She falls asleep right there soon enough.
He lays her on the couch because she didn't want to disturb her. He puts a small blanket he found that was folded over her. He kisses her forehead. "Love you shortie."
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Ross runs his hands through his hair, as he watches Karrow sleep. "Karrow. I have no idea what I'm gonna do.." he whispers. He felt like crying. He felt like crying so badly.
But he was tired of crying. He wanted to, but he couldn't. He just ran out of tears.
He turns to see his daughter still asleep. He could tell by her heavy unusual breathing. He turned back to his son, and smiled weakly at him. "I miss your mother."
Later that day, Ross received an unusual yet unexpected phone call.
"Hello?" he answers the call. A voice replied. "Ross.." a voice whispered. His eyes furrowed. "Laura is that you!!?!" he whisper yells. "Y-Yes... Ross.. I miss you.....I-I..."
"Its okay Laurie. Its okay. Where are you?" he asked. "I-I don't know.... Its so......dark....." he could just feel her shivering. "It's so cold Ross. Its so dark. I-I'm scared..." she says, starting to sob. "Who is the man who has you? Who is he!?!? What did he do to you!?!?" he says in an angry voice. She sniffles. "I don't know who he is..." she sniffles once again. "What did he do to you.." Ross asks, trying to calm down. "H-He..... He raped me..." she cries again. Ross anger grew worst. "Don't worry. Just call the police. I'll fucking fix him up." he growls.
"Thats a dollar for the swear jar!" a voice says. He turns to Morgan. She was awoken, and smiling. "I-Is that Morgan? C-Can I talk to her?"
"Sure." he says, and passes the phone to Morgan. "Morgan?"
"Mommy!?!? Mommy where are you! We miss you! Daddy is worried about you!" she frowned. Laura smiles weakly. "I know he is..... c-can you put him back on the phone? I-I love you Morgan."
"Love you too." she says, and passes the phone back to him. "Call the police Laura..." he whispers to the phone. "But I-"
A thud was heard. "I love you so much Ross. I'll miss you. Good bye." her voice was cracking, as he heard a man yelling. "Don't hang up." he whispers. She does so, and hides the phone in back of a medium heavy stone. Ross could hear everything now.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!" the man yelled at her. She bows her head, and buries her face in her knees. "I'm gonna teach you a damn lesson." he began to remove her pants. "NO!!" she screamed, trying to push him off. But at this point, she was fully undressed.
Ross' eyes we're filling up to the amount of screams coming from the phone. The screams of pain from his beloved girlfriend that he was just going to purpose to, but she just went missing.
Tears we're now leaking from his face. All the thuds, and moans with screams all together just made him more emotional. He cried silently, as Morgan just watched him.No need to ask now. She thought. You've always known why.
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hi.... Im really sorry for the longest wait of all times... my apologies....
I really hope you enjoyed, and hopefully I will start updating more often.
I know, thank god right? Oh well.
GOODNIGHT OR GOOD DAYBYE
-Ana
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Finding my Mother \\Ross Lynch|Raura
FanfictionMorgan was a young 6 year old. She lived with her father Ross Lynch. She never knew who her mother was, and her daddy never liked talking about it. Every night, she would hear her daddy cry and cry. And when he did, she would ask why is he crying, b...