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Soldier boy - A Smii7y story

Well, what a surprise I updated this. It's like 2 weeks to my GCSE exams and I could be revising or sleeping at this time, 11:30 at night. But I finally don't have writers block so I'm gonna try my best to produce something. Sorry, thank you and I hope you enjoy <3

Genre: Angst

Warnings: Sad

Words: 1384

-Taylorthedinosaur ^,-,^

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(Smii7y//¿Lucas? POV)

"Daddy?" A childish voice rings out from behind me. I turn, a small smile is placed on my lips as I catch the sweet hazel eyes of my son, Benjamin.

"Yes Benny?" I ask, placing the bowl I was cleaning beforehand on the counter top. I shifted my weight, leaning against the side of the counter. His tiny feet stomped towards me. He seemed so little, yet he was almost 6 now. Time flies, sadly.

"Can you tell me that story again before I go to sleep?" His eyes are ponderous, a faint twinkle as the dim light above reflected his curiosity and naivety. I wondered whether the story should be told once more, whether it'll affect him or affect me any more than it might of. I can't just withhold it from him. I have to tell him it again for his sake.

"Of course, now go to the bathroom and wash your face and brush your teeth." I said instructively with a faint grin. His smile widened and he giggled before spinning abruptly and rushing into the hallway. 

I grabbed the bowl I had placed down, placing it in the cupboard above my head. Thoughts rushed through my mind. He'd of wanted me to tell him. I can't let him not know. I quickly left, erasing my worry as I switched off the lights in both the kitchen and living room. I traipsed across the hallway floor, looking into the bathroom. He wasn't there, his toothbrush left lopsided on the side of the sink. I chuckled softly, switching the light off again. The darkness surrounded me, but the light at the end of the corridor allowed me to narrowly miss the toy truck on the floor.

I picked it up and walked inside, a frown set on my face.

"Ben, I told you to be careful where you leave your toys." I said carefully, placing it in the toy box next to his bed.

"Sorry Daddy, I must of forgot." He apologised, knowing I wasn't angry with him. He looked up expectantly, ready for me to sit down and recall the story I previously told him yesterday night. I sat down on the petite chair in the corner, clearly not made for an adult. His smile lit up as he ruffled under the pale blue covers.

"It was a summers evening..." I began,

"and we were in the centre of town by the old, crumbly fountain. It was still light outside and even Auntie Pam's ice cream shop was still open." Ben opened his mouth wide, "That's very late for Pammy." I nodded before continuing.

"We had been talking all day since we had bumped into each other that morning by the park. We used to go to school with each other even though he was older than me. He had bought me a fresh strawberry ice cream and he had a simple vanilla scoop. We were talking about the future and what we wanted to do. I told him I wanted to be a teacher, like the ones that look after you at school Benny, and he said that it was funny because he also wanted to be one too. He had moved over from a far away place called Chicago over to where we lived. He has a funny accent and everything." Ben giggled at this. He had heard this before, not in as much detail, but he was still so intrigued to hear the story again.

"It was almost the time that you go to bed when we had realised we should go home. Even when we did go home, we had managed to meet up for the next few weeks. He had asked me out a few times and it was very fun. He made me laugh and smile all the time. I fell in love with him. He felt the same about me." I said smiling, Benny also returning that.

"That's when he wanted to stay with you and have me right?" Benny asked curiously.

"Well not exactly like that but that's how it ended up, yes Ben. We had been together for a while. We were both trying to find proper places to live. He decided to stay in a small flat up by the river. Remember when we were feeding the big ducks by your school?" He nodded and smiled.

"Yes, well I was staying with him for most days and other days, at Nana and Grandpas. It was going pretty well. We were together for 2 years before he asked me to marry him. I said yes, and almost a year later we decided to have you. When we got you everything was perfect."

Then Ben frowned, his smile dissipated instantly. 

"Then he had to go away didn't he?" He asked, looking up at me with a sad expression. I held out my hands to him, his soft hands reaching back as I lifted him into a hug.

"He did have to go away. When a big soldier came to our door and was asking about people to help save the country, he said he had to go save peoples lives. He is very brave to do that. I had to stay here and look after you. I couldn't go with him and leave you. So, he went to a big battle with lots of soldiers to save people like you, me, Nana, Grandpa and Pammy."

"Even Mr Lemmings from the law place?" He questioned. I smiled and nodded. 

"Even scary Mr Lemmings." I replied, hugging him gently.

"When did he go? When is daddy coming back?" He asked, turning towards me with miserable eyes and a drooping frown.

"He had to go and save people Benny. It meant he might have to stay there for a long time. He might not be back for a while." I said, choking back on my words.

"I want both of my daddy's. I miss him." He said faintly.

"I miss him too Benny, I miss him too." I repeated, a single tear fell from my pale cheek. I had to tell him. I couldn't let him forget about his father, even if he has to find out he wasn't coming back. It's for the best. Right? 

"Come on, into bed. Remember, if both daddy and I are brave. You can be too. Okay?"

"Okay daddy. I love you." He said as he hugged me once more, climbing back under the covers afterwards, a faint smile as I reassure him.

"I love you too, Night my little soldier." I answered as I switched the light off.

I stumbled into my bedroom, the bed crumpled underneath my weight. I could feel each single bracket of the mattress but it didn't bother me as much anymore. I fumbled into my pyjamas, sitting on the edge of my bed in deep silence.

Then everything seemed to fall. As if someone had let go of a plate and it had smashed to the ground and I couldn't do anything. Tears fell in streams from my eyes and my chest rose heavily as I stifled the sobs that erupted from my mouth. 

Why? Why him? Why me? Why did he leave us? Didn't we need him more than the rest of the country? Did he not care? Did he not love us?

No, I'm being stupid. He loved us so much. He cared for us so much. He was so brave. He always thought of others before himself, even if he had to go through hell. He'd do it all again in a heartbeat. But he can't, he's gone. He's dead. I didn't even get to say goodbye. He didn't get to see Ben grow up, to grow up and be as brave as he is. To even say goodbye to his little soldier.

I miss you Ryan. Your son misses you. I hope you can hear us. I wish you could come back to us. I love you. As I climbed into the thin sheets, shutting my wet dreary eyes into the dark abyss of sleep, I dreamt of him.