The Tin Man [ON HOLD]

Chapter 4

Sorry for no update but tanks for 100 veiws I really appreciate. To bad this is probably going to be a short chapter :V

I smiled at my beautiful creations. Me and my husband watched as the tin man did different voices to make the little kids laught.

I was happy. I had an amazing husband and a good home and all my dreams were created. I also managed to get a few extra dollars so everything has gone to plan.

To bad it didn't last long.

The next three days had been good but something must of happend with Brian because he would randomly stop working. His gears would get stuck to gether and each time would have to drag him back home and repair him just for it to happen again.

It gave me so much stress that even the littlest things would set me off. Like a ticking time bomb. Hell as Tyler. One day I ws trying to repair Brian and Tyler wanted to talk to me. To help me. But I had to be a bad husband.

   "Hey Evan? Um I don't mean to disturb you but could-could me talk?"

"I can't. Busy. Fuck!" An another gear feel off and got one of the teeth chipped.

He let out a sight and continued talking. He let out a sigh. "Evan we need to talk. Your-" he took a breath then continued to talk but alittle bit more aggressive "your so god dame busy with that thing. It's so unhealthy. God dame it. Don't you have time for me? Am I not better than a stupid broken machine.?"

I quickly got up from my chair knocking it down in the process. "Don't you dare call my lifes work stupid and it is not broken. Why don't you make yourself fucking useful and stop fucking bugging me with your fucking nonsense!" I yelled at him and immediately regretted it."

"Evan Fong. You are truly a bad man who is caught up in your "dreams". And as bad as it is you are a bad husband." and with that he turned around and walked away.

I called out to him. Chased him. Tried to make him change his mind but nothing worked. I hugged and cried myself to sleep in my lonely bed.

I never sleep and after the few hours of thinking and being alone I have truly hated myself. I hated how bad of a person I was. I hated my life. My existence was now a nuisance. And I hated how bad of a husband I was.

I went down to my workroom after taking a bst I had in the closet and swung at the man knocking him down. His gears and voicebox screamed in response. I swung again but at head slowly killing it. I kept swinging at it. Over and over again untill there was nothing more than a broken man. That leaves two of us.

The next day Tyler came back to come claim his stuff. I once begged him again to stay. I cried like an idiot because I was and idiot for ever saying something like that to Tyler.

"Tyler please stay. Ill never say anything like that ever again and thats a promise. Hell im the useless one. I didn't pay enough attention to you and ill be a better husband. I promise." I sobbed out.

I was on my knees so he had to drop down too to give me a hug. I missed his embrace so much and it wasn't even a day long since he left. I wrapped my arms around him as we both cried in each others shoulders.

"Evan you will never be a bad husband and I will never stop loving you." He said and placed both hands on my face wipping the tears off my face.

"And I will always live you. You are the most important thing in my life."

We shared one more kiss before everthing went back to being happy.

I like how stupid it was for me to started at the original font to another one at the beginning of the chapter and now im just to lazy to change it.