Makeup remover wipes S.M.

Chapter 68

"Happy birthday," I smile laying on his stomach. It's important days like these that make our time even more special. He's made it a lot longer than anyone thought he could, still that doesn't mean it hasn't been a challenge. He developed a brain tumour that is completely inoperable but it's being treated. He has a hard time remembering people and thing such as his speech which is slurred and general movement. He loves hugs when he does something well though. It makes him all excited. He also loves kisses, it makes him feel special and that's really what we want for him. We want his happiness throughout his final days. "Happy birthday!" I gasp again making him smile. He doesn't like speaking much but he's always talking to someone. He starts to feel lonely otherwise.

"Thanks," He smiles waiting for a kiss. He's so precious and quite possibly the cutest a thing I've ever seen. "Kiss?" He pouts when I don't move closer.

"Kiss," I chuckle planting one against his cheek. He huffs but takes it anyways. "We have lots to do," I smile falling back and bringing him above me. He's really just my big baby.

"Hugs, and cuddles." He nods and I giggle shaking my head. "Sleep," he huffs refusing to move. "No work."

"We're gonna go out baby?" I haven't taken him out of the hospital since we found the tumour. "We can go for lunch or we can go visit your parents," I gasp. He hasn't seen them since Christmas, he just has so many bad days it's hard to coordinate anything. "Wanna go visit your parents baby?" I smile and he nods quickly. He's always talking about them and how much he misses them. "Alright let me call them ok?" He nods laying his head on my shoulder keeping himself as quiet as possible. "You're so cute," I smile.

"Reese," his dad gasps almost picking up the phone pretty much instantly. "You haven't called us in so long," He sighs. "Is He Alright?"

"He's fine, His leukaemia is gone and bone marrow is pretty much fixed, his lung cancer got better but it's still here and he's got a brain tumour." He sighs on the other line. "But he's still really happy all of the time and he's doing really well. He wants to know if he can come visit you guys today?" He smiles at my words.

"Of corse he can visit, anytime he's allowed." His dad speaks firmly. "I'm gonna go get the house ready, and I'll call Aaliyah and Nathan over too. This is so exciting!" He sighs a little. "Thank you for taking care of him," his dad sighs. "He'd be lost without you,"

"I love him to pieces, and I can't imagine not being around him." I smile while he gives my cheek the best kisses he can.

"We'll see you soon darling."

"I'll bring him over in an hour." I smile. "Let's get you dressed."

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I hold his hand while he watches the things that we pass. I sigh passing our house. Adams moved in there now because we don't use it anymore. I spend all of my time at the hospital and we have no need for that house anymore. He can't remember it though, he also has a hard time remembering our kids names and he can barely remember that they're ours. He can't remember Angelina at all, nor can he remember Skylar and Aoife, and he thinks Jaxon and the younger six boys are all family friends. But he can remember Adam the triplets and CJ. It makes Aoife cry every time he looks at her weird and Skylar cuddles him anyways and he always accepts it and he loves it when they cuddle him even if he doesn't know them. "You're here!" They gasp.

"Yeah," I smile helping him into the wheelchair once we enter the house. He can't walk well so he uses a wheelchair, plus he likes to move around tons and it's just never a good thing when he's not in his wheelchair. "Can you say hi?" I run my hands over his shoulders pointing to his family. "Are you being shy?" I smile touching his hair. "You're not shy are you?" I giggle at him. He gives a wave. "Say hi," I point and he sighs a little.

"Hi," he mumbles looking down.

"Did you see Aaliyah?" I point but his eyebrows furrow. I refrain from saying anything. "How about your mom and dad?" I point at them but he doesn't say anything more. "You were so excited." I pout and he sniffs.

"Scared," he sniffs again. "Too many people." I give him a soft hug looking at them all, Nathan and my parents stand walking out taking Aaliyah with them. He'll see them all, just in small doses.

"Look," I point slowly. "There are less people now." I point to his parents who look slightly upset.

"Hi," he giggles finally braking out of his shy act. He was really excited to come here so it was really shocking when he was all quiet.

"Happy birthday," his parents smile. It's starting to take its tole that this could be the last birthday we spend with him, this could be the last hour, and we all just wanna make the most of it.

"Birthday," he giggles. He's just completely adorable.

"It's your birthday, remember?" I've explained it to him ten times. That's one of the downsides, plus I can't sleep with him anymore. He sleeps fine on his own but I don't. And I have to go home too, no one stays in the room with him. All of his nurses leave and the only supervision he has is the night staff monitoring everything that's going on around. I never leave the building though, they tell me to but I just can't leave him there all by himself.

"Yeah," he nods. I can't give him pet names anymore because they confuse him, so teddy bear is a never and anything else can't ever happen. I can barely kiss his soft lips ever again, he just doesn't know how it works, and he gets confused too often. He asked me to make out once and when I kissed him it was like he was paralyzed he couldn't move with me or against me and I had to leave the room I couldn't stop crying. He felt bad but I felt worse.

"Look, It's Aaliyah," I point and He furrows his eyebrows at her.

"Hi Shawn," she smiles sitting in front of him. He doesn't like people he doesn't know and it's usually just that he can't remember them.

"It's your sister, Aaliyah?" I point and he shakes his head.

"No sister, just me." He furrows his eyebrows.

"No, Shawn, you have a sister, and her name is Aaliyah." I point at her. Tears fill her eyes while he shakes his head.

"Sorry,"