Chapter sixteen

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*a few days later*

Shane's POV

I sit in my car continuously sobbing. It seems like I'll never stop crying at this point. I bang my head into the steering wheel several times, the pain not bothering me in the slightest. My body aches. My head is heavy. My heart is crushed. I'll never be able to get through this.

I lift up my hand in front of my face. Not surprisingly, it is shaking. Well more like trembling. I furiously run my hands through my hair. I throw my head back against the seat and look up at the roof of the car. I cry for a solid twenty minutes before realizing that Drew and I made plans to hang out and he is in my house waiting for me. I'll have to tell him sooner or later, might as well do it now.

I hold my tears in, not wanting to cry when I face him. It will only make this harder. Once I get inside I hear the TV coming from the living room.

"Hey Shane, we still up for a movie?" Drew yells from the other room. He must of heard me come in.

I slowly make my way to where he is and stop at the doorway. Drew looks up at me and when he sees me he instantly turns the TV off and sits up on the couch.

"Oh my god. Shane, what's wrong?" he asks me with concern laced in his voice. I close my eyes and shake my head.

I swallow the lump in my throat and decide to just say it.

"She's dead," I whisper, not looking at him.

His eyes widen. Drew gets up from the couch and puts his hands on my shoulders. "Who's dead?"

I glare at him, almost angrily. "She's dead. She died. She is gone. Forever."

He removes his hands from my shoulders. "You need to tell me who you are talking about so I can help you," he says softly.

"What do you mean help? She's dead! Did you not hear me clearly? You can't bring her back!" I yell at him. He gives me a sympathetic look.

"Who?" He asks remaining calm.

My heart sinks in my chest.

"Lisa," I say barely audible. Once her name releases from my lips, the sobbing comes back. I fall to the floor and start to pound my fists into the ground.

"W-what?" Drew says.

"She's dead!" I shout at the top of my lungs, repeating it every time my fists come into contact with the floor. "She's dead!" Slam. "She's dead!" Slam.

Drew tries to speak to me, but I tune him out. Nothing he says sticks with me.

Next thing I know I'm being lifted to my feet. "What happened?" Drew asks, sadness evident in his tone.

He pulls me into a hug, which I gladly except. "I-I can't talk about it yet," I cry into his shirt.

"I understand," he whispers, "I'm so sorry man. So sorry."

I pull him closer to me, the tears still spilling out. "My baby. She's gone."

Drew puts his hand on my head and soothingly rubs my back with the other, he is now crying with me.

I'm taken aback when I hear a familiar voice, "Shane!"

"L-Lisa?" I say with hopeful eyes.

Drew pulls away from the hug and tilts his head to the side, "Lisa isn't here, Shane. It's just your mind."

I'm about to reply when I hear the voice again.

"Shane! Honey?"

"Lisa!" My eyes fly open, my heart racing faster than ever before. I look around me and see that I'm not in my living room. When I feel a hand touch my arm I whip my head to the left. Lisa sits beside me with a worried expression etched on her face.

"Lisa! Oh baby, you're here!" I say, pulling her into the biggest hug. I place multiple kisses to her face and then her shoulders.

She furrows her eyebrows, "What are you talking about? It's the middle of the night, did you have a bad dream babe?"

I leave a chaste kiss to her lips. "I had a horrible, horrible nightmare. But I don't really want to talk about it, I'm just so glad you're here."

She cups my face in her hands and rubs my cheeks with her thumbs. We change positions so that we are snuggled together with her pretty much on top of me in my arms. I twirl my finger around a lock of her luscious blonde hair. We look into each other's eyes, just staring, not saying a word. It's not awkward. We are long past awkward silences. Even when we aren't talking we just like to bask in the time we spend together.

I hold her extra tight in my arms, basically cradling her. My hand gently slips under her shirt and starts caressing her bare back, not in a sexual way, in a sweet way. All I want to do is snuggle with her hours on end. I just want to be with her and the baby. The baby.

I move the blankets down to our knees before rolling her off of me. I line my face up with her belly. I slowly lift her shirt up to her breasts and press light kisses to her stomach as I message her hips with my hands at the same time. Her hands make their way to my hair. She runs them through it and plays with my little curls.

My mouth is centimeters from her belly when I start to speak. "Hey baby. I can't believe in just about five months you're going to be in this world. I can't wait to hold you and kiss you're little head. You're going to be the cutest baby to ever live. Your mommy and I love you so very much. More than anything. You're very loved already and when you're born you'll be surrounded by so much love that it might be overwhelming at first. But don't worry, we'll help you get through it. No matter if you're a boy or girl, daddy is going to love you just the same."

I press one last kiss to her stomach and linger there for a while until Lisa lifts my face to look at her. Her eyes are filled with tears. She holds out her finger and gives me a 'come here' signal. I do just that and hover above her.

She pulls me down so that our lips are just barely touching. "I love you so damn much. You're going to be the best father."

I attach our lips in a loving kiss. After a few minutes I pull away and tap her cute button nose. "Get some sleep angel, sorry that I woke you up. I love you," I smile and touch her stomach, "And goodnight little one, I love you."

Lisa kisses my cheek. I then move back to my side of the bed and pull her into my chest, her back facing me. I soon hear her breathing become heavy, showing that she's asleep. I fall asleep shortly after with her in my arms. I'm never letting her go.

Never.

Ah wow...that was intense. Sorry if I gave you guys a scare at the beginning, but I hope the ending made up for it. I loved writing the part where Shane talked to the baby, it made my heart melt thinking about it. :') Anyways, hope you enjoyed this chapter! Love you guys -Hannah

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