Torn [William Singe FF] | ✔️

20

I fuckin hate being sick 😒

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Ace

"Mama, why are you crying?" Andi asked, making me jump from the couch and wipe my eyes quickly.

"It's nothing, love. Just go back to-"

"Is it cause of papa? Or this dude?" She asked, sassily. I rose an eyebrow and she giggled.

"Both, honey." I sighed. I slouched back onto the couch and she crawled onto my lap.

"What happened?" She asked, sadly. "You know I don't like to see you cry, mama." I wanted to squeal then and there, but held it in. Who knew this girl, that I was raising, would be so fricking CUTE!!

"I- I just really miss your papa, and I don't know how I'd be able to.. move on." I said, wondering if she even knew what I meant. Well, she watched some of my novelas with me, I guess she did.

"And what's wrong with that man?" She asked, tilting her head. I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out. There wasn't anything wrong with Will.

Time passed, and what happened.. happened.

"Nothing, love." I whispered, pinching the bridge of my nose.

"So then, why can't you be with him?" She asked. My head snapped towards her and my eyes widened.

"Baby, don't you miss your father?" I asked. She shook her head slowly. "Why not?" She looked down and her lip began to quiver.

"Papa used to..." she paused and burst out crying. I just held her in my arms, confused and worried. A five year old shouldn't be crying like this out of the blue.

Will

I leaned over the hospital and planted a kiss on Naomi's forehead.

"Everything's gonna be fine, okay?" I whispered. She just nodded slowly. I was more whispering it to myself.

My sister had gotten diagnosed with depression just a few months back after she broke up with this guy. He would chain her, feed her nothing but crumbs, and cut her, and stab her, and hit her.

The thought alone made my blood boil, and even though they had already killed him, I wanted him back just to kill him myself.

Now, she had been hospitalized after trying to commit suicide. She slit one of her wrists, cut her legs, and almost bled out.

If I hadn't gone to visit her, she wouldn't be here at all. Thank god I did. I couldn't live at all without my big sister.

A few nurses ran in and began to take her vitals.

"She's fine. She was probably having a small panic attack." A nurse informed. "You can leave whenever. She'll be okay."

"I think that's for her to decide." I snapped. The nurse, and her colleagues sped out and left me and Naomi alone.

"I'm not gonna leave until you tell me to leave, okay?" I reassured. She nodded and turned her head towards me.

"You can leave now."