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The Timer-Mindy (BxB)

Writing Prompt- You were born with a magical gift of seeing how much time someone has left in their life. You're not allowed to tell anyone of this power, or do anything to change their time. One day you come home and your significant other has five minutes left on their timer.

-Mikey's POV-

Today has been an extremely long day and as per usual it's also sad and depressing. You see I was born with this gift, I feel like it's a curse more than anything because of what the "gift" is.

This gift that I call a curse is that I can see a timer on people's wrists, and the timer tells me how much time they have left to live their life. I've seen a lot of people today who only had a few days, or a couple weeks left. My heart aches for their friends and families.

Anyways, I'm not even allowed to tell anyone about it. Not my parents, my friends, or even my husband Andy, and I am not allowed to do anything to change the person's time technically meaning I could if I was able to do so.

Currently, I am headed home to my husband and twin daughters, Saphira and Luna. Recently, things have been emotionally hard for the two of us, because we aren't connecting the way we should be right now.

Andy and I have been a couple since 7th grade, and we got married when we graduated high school 6 years ago. Andy is a stay at home parent and like I said things are rough because not only am I the only source of income, Andy becomes so stressed out and he's constantly tired from playing daddy.

I do my best to help when I can, but after work I get pretty freaking exhausted. I pull up into the driveway of our gorgeous and cozy home, becoming very excited to see my family. I miss them every day when I leave for work.

I walk into the house, and cautiously announce to Andy that I have arrived home to him.

"Honey, I'm home!"

"In the kitchen babe!" He replies back to me. I make my way to the kitchen where he is standing at the stove cooking dinner for us.

"Are the girls down for a nap?" I ask.

"No, my parents took them for the night so that we could have a break, and get a chance to reconnect. Things have been rough between us, and I know that you're stressed out about me not having a job so I decided to start working part time." He says turning around to face me.

I take his hand in mine to pull him closer to me, but that's when I felt my heart almost stop in my chest. In bright green numbers the timer reads '5 minutes'.

"Baby you feeling okay? Your face went white like you seen a ghost." Andy says.

"Yeah. Come on we should go cuddle upstairs for a bit." I say. He turns the stove off and follows me upstairs. We quickly strip down to our boxers, and crawl into the bed. I snuggle him closer to me while intertwining our fingers together.

Andy always used to tell me he wanted to die while we were cuddling, so that is exactly what he will get. His wish is my command. I look his timer one last time as it reads '30 seconds'

I squeeze his hand as tears begin to fall from my eyes.

"I love you Andy."

"I love you more baby." He says. With that the timer beeps, causing me to cry out more. I decide that I will just fall asleep holding my husband one last time, and tell the police in the morning that I found him dead when I woke up, so that it didn't seem weird.

Andy peacefully went to heaven and I know that things will be hard being a single father, but I'm glad he didn't suffer until his death. I kiss his lips and face one last time, and close my eyes.