Chapter 4

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|Dark|

We were all at the hospital. His Mom his brother and me.
The news was only getting worse by the hour. I held his mother as she balled. I decided to hold my own tears so that I could be strong for her.
Finally 17 hours later the doctor came up to us.
"I'm sorry, but Mark has passed." He said sadly. I gave up at that point. I screamed and the lights flickered and everyone covered their ears.
Why did this have to happen? Why Mark?
He wasn't ready.
I wasn't ready.

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I sighed as the memories lined the walls. Ourroom was now finished. It was hard to look at all of the pictures without crying. But I promised him. So I held them and smiled instead.
"Dark." I turned to Mark's Ghost.
He was still as beautiful as possible. "You did good baby. You did good." I smiled.
"What do you want me to do now?" I asked half broken.
"I want you to adopt a child. I want you to take care of the child. And share stories of their lost father. I want them to love you as much as I loved you. And i want you to love them as much as you loved me." I started to cry and I fell to my knees.
"I can't. I can't without you..."
Mark lifted my chin.
"Yes you can I know you can. I would never ask you to do something I knew you couldn't do." I nodded.
"Ok."

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