K.I.S.S (Futanari) •

Stress & Cash

Hartley's P.O.V

"She doesn't have much time" the doctor tried "consoling" me but I shook my head and turned my back on him.

"Bullshit" I growled loudly within the quiet space of his office. I turned around and looked him straight in the eye. "Why are you telling me this? A month or so ago you said she was going to live at least another year and now you're trying to tell me that she doesn't have much time? how stupid do you think I am?" I asked him literally and I watched as he slumped against his chair and slid his hands through his salt and pepper hair.

I looked at him more, how he fiddled around with his words and certain papers and then I understood. We didn't have anymore money to support Ma. "It's the money, isn't it?" I ask him and I watched as he flinched slightly. He's been her doctor for years and I guess I could say Ma and Doc are good friends.

Having to deal with this and telling me I'm sure it's hard on him however if I were in a better mood which I don't think I'll ever be when it comes to this, I maybe could have felt sorry for him.

"She doesn't have enough money to keep on her medication and the countless therapies and Hartley, I know are helping out but the money you get from your job isn't enough either" he informed me and I sighed as I felt like now the whole fudging universe was on my shoulders.

What could I do? What do I do? I asked myself and I realized that Doc was pretty much done with my visit so I leaned down and picked up my rucksack of a backpack as I looked at him and gave him a determined look, "She isn't leaving me this early. No. Yeah I accept that--she will be gone but not now, she ain't going anywhere" I told him before walking out the door of his office.

I breathed out deeply and scratched the back of my neck, endless of ideas were going through my mind on what to do about this that I didn't even notice that I passed where Poppy was waiting for me, I realized it when she called out to me.

I looked at her and I immediately wanted her to hold me but I knew I couldn't just ask her and in front of other people so I tried on putting on a smile for her and leaned in as I gently kissed her soft lips. "I--I must have been distracted that I forgot yo--I'm sorry baby" I apologized and shook my head. She grabbed my hands and kissed my cheek before she silently lead the way out the double revolving hospital doors.

We sat in my truck and I leaned my forehead against my steering wheel, breathing in as I started to feel the huge lump of emotions within my throat. I was not going to cry. Don't you fudging cry I whispered mentally to myself. I jumped lightly when i felt Poppy's hand rub my back softly and in a comforting way.

I looked up at her and I my heart dripped at the love and sincerity she held on her face. I smiled lightly at her, knowing she wanted to know what went down in Doc's office. I sighed and took a hold of her soft smaller hands and took a deep breath, "We don't have enough money--an--d we can't afford Ma's the--"

"I'll pay for it, I'll tell my parents about it and they could start paying for it" she interrupted me and I shook my head immediately not liking the idea one bit of my girlfriend giving me money or paying for MY mothers therapies and stuff like that because it's my job to do that. It's my job to take care of my mother.

I shook my head and looked at her, "No, No you can't do that and I will not let you do that Poppy"

"But Har--"

"No, and that's final" I told her strongly and turned away from her before starting up my truck. I winced as I felt her pull her hand away from mine and turned slightly away from me causing me to close my eyes in sadness. I didn't mean to use that tone with her but I didn't want to be a charity case to my girlfriend and her family. That's just not right.