(A/N: Chris, wtf are you doing in this gif? XD ENJOY)
Music: Me, Myself, and I (by G-Eazy)
*Ricky's POV*
All i remember is that the heart monitor flat lined that night. Nurses were rushing in all around me and all i could do was sit there, frozen in my place next to him. I felt him stop breathing next to me and that's when i knew i lost him for sure. I had been mentally preparing myself for this for a long time, every since i knew he was sick. I tried not to get too emotionally attached but he's my husband how could i not?
And then i could feel my cheeks grow wet and slick from tears that i wasn't even aware i was shedding. Not only was Ryan the love of my life and i was losing him right before my eyes, right in my fucking arms, but i was now going to be a single dad. How was my son or daughter going to grow up with only me as a parent? I wasn't parent material in the first place, i didn't even think i was capable of loving. And even worse ( i know, as if things weren't bad enough already there's always more), i don't think i could live after losing Ryan, though i don't think it'd be his dying wish for me to kill myself.
"Ryan, please...I can't lose you..." I was quivering with tears that pricked at my eyes and my heart was on fire. Literally it felt like someone just tore my heart out and through it into the depths of hell. I didn't even know what to feel anymore as i held my breath hoping to pass out so i could pretend all of this wasn't real. Chris held onto me as i sobbed so hard that i thought i was going to heave up my stomach through my throat while i watched a nurse check Ryan's pulse then cover him up in a blanket to block his dead body.
"Ricky, Ricky, calm down." Chris's voice was all i heard as i blinked back the tears from my eyes.
"Ricky..." Someone else's voice flooded my ears as i blinked back awake. "Ricky you're not breathing." It was Ryan. I could have sworn it was Ryan but my vision was blurred by more tears. "Ricky, you're okay, what's wrong?" This time i was absolutely positive that it was Ryan, my eyes clearing then landing upon my handsome husband. But most importantly, he was alive. I nuzzled my face into his antiseptic smelling hospital gown that was masked by his cologne.
"You're alive." I felt so relieved and happy and just every good emotion all at once, i can't even explain it.
"And you weren't breathing, what's going on?" He seemed concerned.
"You're not dead." i don't know why i sounded so amazed.
"No, of course not, snowflake." He ran his fingers through my long, dyed hair until it was all out of my face. It looked like i had been sweating my brains out from the dramatics of my dream, my baby hairs sticking to my forehead. "I wouldn't leave so abruptly, not without a kiss first." He placed a gentle kiss on my forehead. "Did you have a bad dream or something?"
"The worst, i don't want to talk about it.... Do you know what i really want?" I bit my lip, feeling a little flirtatious, trying to take advantage of him while i had a chance. He looked down at me and quirked an eyebrow in interest. "I want another kiss from you, daddy." I winked, giggling slightly.
"Well, that's new." He chuckled, placing another kiss on my lips.
"Eww, you guys are disgusting." Chris whined, rolling his eyes as he kept skimming through my romance novel that i so graciously gave to him.
"C'mon sweetheart let's go for a walk..." Ryan offered and i accepted.
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So sorry this chapter was so short (only 637 words) but i hope you don't hate me too much... how many of you thought Ryan actually died? Comment your reactions!!!
Okay remember that new story i'm writing that i told you about, "Lock and Key (cricky)"?
Well here's the bio for it so you can get a sense of it...
"Ricky Olson finds himself in a world where human slavery (not sexual) is all too normal. Although it is illegal, it still exists and only progresses because there is no way to truly stop it. When he is sold to a new owner, Chris Motionless, and meets his new cell mate, Devin Sola, the struggle for being his master's favorite begins... Who will win?
|| BoyxBoy || || Possible Smut ( but not much) || || Ship: Cricky ||"
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