It (spideypool)

-5-

' be back later, went out for a jog. ~love Wade' read the note I was currently holding. I crumpled the note up in anger as I went to make myself a coffee. Wade created a habit  always running off going for jogs, or doing research for his book, and not coming back till late at night or early the next morning.
It was frustrating. I was trying to help. Trying to find a way to help. Reading ever scientific paper ever published on cancers trying to figure something out, but it almost seemed like Wade didn't want my help, or any help at all. I punched a pillow sitting on the couch.
"God damn it Wade!" I screamed holding back tears. We needed to figure out what to do, weather it was treatments or if it was planning for a funeral, we just needed to do something rather then just advioding any contact with each other. Emotionally I was beyond drained but little things kept milking the adds of sadness or anger out. Wade and I needed to talk no matter what. I paced around the house gazing out the windows waiting for Wade to come home. The waiting was killing me, I had to busy my self. I stared cleaning every inch of the house still waiting for Wade to get home. It was ridiculous, he couldn't run away from his problems, expescally this one. Eventually I ran out of things to clean and just calapsed onto the couch. The cleaning helped elevate some of the emotion stress that I was dealing with but Wade still being out past 3 am was worrisome. I grabbed my phone and dailed his number, it went straight to voice mail. "Fuck Wade, turn on your fucking phone" I muttered tossing my phone onto a chair. Eventually the front door opened and Wade snuck into the darkened house. I switched on the light quickly. "Wade you had me worried sick!"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~A/N so there's probaly two more chapters left in this story, I know it's short and the chapters are short but that was kinda the plan.
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I hope you have a good day/night
Bye