Without You Is How I Disappear

How do I get out of here?

//Back at the hospital//

{Gerard's P.O.V}
Mikey took Bee's hand while her other waved to us as he led her away.

It broke my heart.

I wanted to take her in my arms and cuddle her tightly as she fell asleep. I wanted to wake up to her bouncing on mine and Lyn-z's bed and demanding sweetly that I came and watched My Little Pony with her. I wanted to take her to school and watch her go play with the toys and the other children. I wanted to pick her up after school and play with her at the park then take her home for dinner and tuck her into bed with a bedtime story.

{Lindsey's P.O.V}
Mikey took her hand as she waved goodbye and led her out of the room.

I wanted to claw them both back to me. I didn't want my baby girl to leave. I wanted to keep her, lock her in my arms and never let go.

I miss my little one so much. I miss her so much, it feels like my arm gets chopped off every time she's dragged away from me.

It's all my fault.

It's me.

I've made this happen.

I've broken up our family, our unit. Something I've done has put me here. Something I've done means that Bee is growing up without us. It means she is practically living with her uncle and not her parents like she should be.

This is my fault.

"How do I get out of this?" I mumbled directed to Gerard.

He looked puzzled.

"How do I get out of here?" I asked frustrated gesturing to the patronising bed I was lying in.

"Linds- " he said sympathetically but I cut him off.

"Gerard no, no okay. Just stop, please! This is my fault, something I have done has made this happen, something I have done has broken up our family Gee. It's me, it's my fault. Bandit is growing up for god sakes and where not around for it. She's living with your brother and not at home with us, okay! This baby -- nothing is ready for him. Nothing, nothing, nothing, NOTHING!" I cried shredding more tears with frustration.

He looked at me with sad eyes.

{Gerard's P.O.V}
"-- This baby -- nothing is ready for him. Nothing, nothing, nothing, NOTHING!" She cried with more tears.

My heart sank.

I was hurt that she'd think at all that this was her fault.

Things happen: things that can't always be explained. They just do and we can't do anything about it other than hope for the best.

{Lindsey's P.O.V}

"Linds- this is not your fault. You haven't done anything. It's only for a little while longer I'm sure. The baby is going to be fine, he's going to be loved so, so much! Bandit is okay. She's in good hands." He finished leaning forward, taking my hands in his and rubbing his thumbs along them.

He calmed me down, saying sweet things to me.

He truly was the most handsome man there was. He was the kindest, most gentle guy I knew - he was my guy and I loved him.

I leant closer to him as he leaned further to meet me.

Our foreheads crashed together joining at the top.

I felt his breath on mine.

It was passionate. Romantic.

Our lips crashed together, his tongue slipped in and breaths became hard to grasp.

His hands, his cold hands rubbed my neck slightly as the kiss became more loving and harsh.

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Sorry for all the P.O.V changes - hope u kept up!

I realise now that I must make a decision about this fic.
Keep my initial ending or half the heartbreak (kinda).
Hmm, what to do . . .

I think I know . . . . Mwahahaha 😎👿

I've decided I could end this pretty soon if I miss out some of the details I've planned. 😉