With a New Face of Failure

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P.O.V. of Kyle

“Okay, I really gotta go now, the meetings starts in a bit.” I say as she is cuddling with me under the blanket. I didn’t want to go because it was warm under here with her, but it’s cold outside of the blanket.

“But I don’t want you to leave.” She pouted.

“Babe, I’ll be back.” I kiss her head and push her off. She groans as she slips off my body and onto where my butt was.

“I’ll be here.” She sighs and continues reading the magazine.

“Love you!” I say, grabbing my stuff and heading out the door.

“Yeah, whatever.” She says right when I close the door. 

I knock on the bus and Oliver let me, smiling. I smile back I hug him, patting his back. “Dude I haven’t seen you in forever.” I say as we let go and I close the door. His face looks more older, he kinda has a scruffy beard, which honestly suits him. He looks more muscular, and his hair is a little more longer.

“Yeah, it’s been a while. I’m the only one here right now, but I think Toni is on his way.” He slid into the couch. “How do we still even have this thing?” He laughed referring to the bus. 

“I don’t know, but how ya been? Last time I saw you, you and Galina weren’t doing so well.” I slide in next to him.

“She’s better, we’re better. We got a condo.” He smiled. “I’m really happy with her. What about you and Clemine?”

“Oh God.” I breathe. “We told her mom about me, you know, not being a doctor, then she kicked us out.” I sighed. 

“Man, I’m sorry.”

“Yeah, it’s fine, she was really upset about it.” Remembering the day, I starting thinking about everything after that, what she told me.

“Something else wrong?” He asked as he craned his neck to see my face.

“She… We… We can’t have kids….” I say quietly as I try to push down the lump that clogged my throat.

“Oh… Dude, I’m so sorry.” He rubbed my shoulder. “I really am.” 

“It’s fine, we can always adopt.” I said, shaking a little. I realized how big of a deal this was, I didn’t before because it didn’t dawn on me how much this meant to her. To us. We can’t have kids. I mean I love to adopt, but I wanted a kid that came from us. I always wanted to see what our kids looked like. “Anyways, do you know if Roger is coming?” I quickly change the subject.

“I don’t know, haven’t heard from him in a couple months. I wonder if he’s okay, you know with all his problems with cancer and stuff.” He replies, knowing that its a tough subject to talk about.

“Man, that’s gotta really suck.” I say. Just then Toni came in. He looks the same, but his hair is shorter. 

“Hey guys!” Toni says. 

“Toni!” We greet. We hugged him.

“Look guys, Roger is here and just take it easy.” He whispers. “He kinda had a fall out, I don’t know if he’s going to talk about it now, but if he doesn’t I’ll explain stuff, so just don’t talk about the cancer thing. He’s in a rough time right now, okay?” He pats out shoulders and we sit on the couch, but Toni sits on the counter across from us. “So, how is everyone?” He says, clapping his hands together.

“Good.” Oliver and I say together.

“Great, anything new?” He says, he sounds happier than he did months ago. I have to admit, I really never saw this side before.