Worries

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TOM'S POV

It's getting late and I am really stressed. I just can't deal with anymore right now. I set the paper on my bed side table and laid down.
"I'll look at in the morning, it late and I'm tired," I kissed his cheek and shut my eyes. I was startled when a body cuddled into me. Knowing that it was Tord, I wrapped my arms around him and looked down at him and smiled but he held a look of worry and disappointment.
"Hey, just relax, I'm sure it's nothing bad," I reassured him. He didn't, I could tell by the look on his face. I knew what he wanted, (NO! DONT EVEN THINK THAT!!) so I grabbed the picture and turned on my lamp. What I saw left me in complete shock.  "Oh my..."
     My own flesh and blood drawing this just hit me hard. Is this all he thinks of us? Do we always fight? If our fights affected him then how did it affect Tord, I mean, he did get his sensitivity from him. Now im worried and concerned about my baby and my husband. This is so much stress that I'm getting a migraine.

"We'll all have a family talk in the morning" I reassured him. He said nothing but gave me a nod. I layed on my back and he crawled ontop of me, wrapping his arms around my neck and resting his head on my chest. I held him lovingly, not wanting to fall asleep until he did. Soon enough, Tord was out like a light and right after, so was I.

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