Be My Forever [COMPLETE]

Chapter 106

It was a battle, but we finally convinced Daniel to get treatment. He ended up having to stay at the hospital. He became too weak to move, and the chemotherapy wasn't making it any better. Fluid was constantly invading his lungs, making it almost impossible for him to breathe. I've never seen someone in so much pain. I wanted to take the girls there a few times, but I didn't want them to get frightened or scarred by how sick their grandpa is. Toby visited him almost every day, meanwhile, I was trying to keep myself occupied with work. But the school year was almost finished, and it was soon to be summer.

Valerie was excited to start school, even though it's two years away. Although, I could enroll her in school a year early. She is smart enough, after all. I wanted to talk to Toby about it, but he was too occupied with his father and work. He wouldn't come home until midnight, and some nights, he would stay overnight at the hospital with his father. I began to worry, but it wasn't like it was a bad thing. He was spending well-needed time with his father.

As I was making lunch for the girls, I heard the front door open. Toby entered the house, obviously exhausted and worn out. Valerie and Claire raced to see him, unaware that he was extremely tired. Toby pulled through and let the girls attack him with hugs and stories and questions.

I set their food on the table and told them to go eat. When they began to eat, I took Toby to the living room.

"How is he? Is he getting better?"

"He's.. The same." He said, the disappointment obvious in his tone.

"He's going to get better, I can feel it." I assured him.

Toby laid on my lap, and he fell asleep shortly after. Valerie finished eating, and accompanied us on the couch. Claire followed, and they all fell asleep on the couch, except for me. I was too deep in thought to sleep. Toby would be completely heartbroken if his father died. I remember how he was when he thought he died the first time- he was a mess. Maybe he'll pull it together for the girls. Maybe he'll react differently since he's already been through it once. But I can't help but feel bad for him. He just reunited with his father, and now he might have to say goodbye again.

I grabbed Toby's hand. It still felt the same. After all we've been through, I still feel like a teenager when I'm with him. Nothing has changed much, only the fact that we're parents now. He's had some tough days, but he pulled through for us. He's always been a fighter, and I hope that'll stay the same, even if the worst happens.