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we will be just fine

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emily's pov

"shawn, i'm just really tired," i said, leaning against the kitchen counter.

"i am tired too, you're making it seem like i'm not contributing anything to this family! i cant take much more of this constant fighting between us!" shawn said, angrily pulling at the roots of his hair.

"most nights you leave the studio and go hang out with friends or come home and sleep! i get your tired and i get you like to hang out with friends, but we have a child! a child that notices your absence, shawn, she notices that your rarely home. she misses her father!" i said, my voice growing louder.

"most nights, the reason i don't come home is because i need to get you off my back! you can be so clingy and i need space!" shawn yelled, pacing the kitchen.

"clingy?! i'm sorry for calling you at one in the morning when you don't come home, wondering where you are and if your safe! i'm sorry for wanting you to come home because your daughter wants you to tuck her in and kiss her goodnight!" i yelled, tears burning my eyes.

he groaned, "i just need some time away from you sometimes!"

"you need a break?! say the word and i'll have the divorce papers for you to sign!" i yelled, tears leaving shiny trails down my cheeks.

shawn's expression softened, but a voice piping up from behind him caused my heart to break.

"m-mommy? daddy?" shawn's eyes widened and he swung around, seeing our six year old daughter standing in the entryway of the kitchen.

"hey sweet girl," i could hear shawn's voice trembling as he hurried over to carly and scooped her into his arms.

hastily wiping away my tears, i let out a breath and continued to act like i was doing the dishes.

"a-ae you and mommy going to get a divorce?" she asked quietly, tears running down her small cheeks.

i bit my lip and stared at the ground, my eyes shut to prevent tears from coming out.

"of c-course not car, we are just having a little fight right now. how about you go get in your jammies and daddy will be up to tuck you in," shawn said, kissing her head and wiping her tears away.

"could you read me a bedtime story too?" she asked quietly, slipping from his grip.

"of course," he smiled weakly, kissing the top of her head moments before she scurried off to her room again.

once i heard her door softly shut, i looked up and was met with a teary eyed shawn. i put down the dish towel, covering my face with my hands.

"great, carly now thinks her parents are getting a divorce and it's all my fault," i groaned, bringing my hands down to my sides.

"b-baby," shawn slowly came over to me, his hand reaching out for me, "i'm so sorry, i can't believe i said that. p-please, i don't want to get a divorce."

"shawn, this fighting between us is crazy. i can't keep up with taking care of carly on my own, plus fighting with you when you come home," i said, more tears leaving my eyes.

"p-please give me another chance, i messed up. i really d-did. i messed up my relationship with you, and w-with my daughter. i-i don't want to lose you," shawn whispered, trying to hold my hand in his.

i slowly pulled it away, shaking my head softly. shawn shut his eyes, tears dripping down his cheeks.

"i-i just want to know why you are rarely home," i whispered.

"you won't believe me" shawn whispered, his voice trembling still.

"yes i will, i just want to know why you keep hanging out with friends instead of coming home to me and car," i said softly.

his hands trembled by his sides and he looked at me, "i'm not out with friends when i say i am."

"what are you talking about?" i whispered, going towards him.

"i-i tell you that i'm o-out with friends, to not worry y-you," shawn said, crying even harder.

"shawn," i grabbed his hand lightly, "tell me whats wrong."

"i-i have cancer, emily!" shawn cried, causing my heart to stop.

"w-what?" i choked out, watching as he slowly nodded his head.

i ran into his embrace, catching him off guard. he wrapped his arms around me as i cried against his shoulder. his arms grew tighter around me and he put his chin on my shoulder, dampening the material of my shirt with his tears.

"w-why didn't you tell me?" i asked, pulling away.

"this is my problem, not yours and not carly's. the fact that carly could grow up without a dad kills me, and i can't do anything about it," shawn mumbled, putting his face in his hands and continuing to cry.

"no, no, no," i whispered through my tears, hugging him again, "please don't say that baby, because you will get better. i know you will."

"it's lung c-cancer, emily. soon, i wont be able to breathe any more and t-that will be it," shawn whispered, his hands cupping my face.

i let more tears leave my eyes, wondering how on earth someone like shawn had to get cancer. my eyes scanned his face, his eyes red and cheeks pink. his eyes flicked from mine to my lips, quickly shifting his eyes back to mine. i wrapped my trembling arms around his neck, leaning in and placing my lips on his.

he kissed me back, his hands holding my hips. pulling away, he wiped away the last of his tears and smiled meekly at me.

"i'm sorry i'm never home, i'm sorry i-i am such a bad husband to you and father to carly," he sniffled, shaking his head.

"shawn, you are not a bad husband to me, you are the best. i love you. and so does carly, she thinks the absolute world of you," i said quietly, rubbing his jaw with my thumb, "you aren't a bad dad."

"will we be okay?" he asked, taking in a deep breath.

"oh baby," i whispered, a tear falling down my cheek, "we will be just fine."

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