Together

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Paralysed. That word kept running round my head over and over on a constant loop. I wouldn't be able to do my job. I wouldn't be able to play with my children. My husband would have to be my carer. I hated the idea of my having to completely one hundred percent rely on my husband or family. "What's going on in that head of yours?" I was broken out of my thoughts by my handsome husband with eyes full of concern. "Nothing." I was lying flat on my back as he sat clutching my hand looking at me. "I know you. Talk to me Georgie." "How can I be a mum? I won't be able to cook tea for my kids or run about the garden with them. I won't be able to go to work. But worst of all you'll get bored of me when you'd have to look after me daily. While I won't be able to give anything back." Tears began to fall down my face as Bones wiped them. "Yes it's possible you will be in a wheelchair temporarily but you'll still be able to be a mummy to your babies as long as your there to hold them and kiss them goodnight they're happy. As for me, Georgie Lane-McClyde I will never in a million years get bored of you! Do not doubt that I love you endlessly baby girl and that won't change. You've got me through so much it's about time I looked after you. You took me in to your home after the explosion, you didn't have to but you did because you cared and whether you admit it or not you loved me then just like I do now. So you can be running about like the crazy cow you usually are which you will get back to! Or in a wheelchair either way your still my beautiful wife." He leaned down to lay a gentle kiss on my lips then on my head. It was going to be a long road and I would struggle without a doubt but I could get through this.
——Bone's POV——
It really was pure torture to watch the love of my life become so broken in a matter of days. I knew this would destroy her considering the fact that Georgie has always been a very proud independent woman to then have to solely rely on someone else. "We're gonna be okay aren't we?" "Of course Georgie! I know it doesn't help but partially paralysed that could mean anything from wheelchair to crutches to having a limp. Even if it is the worst case scenario we'd with physiotherapy and work you'd recover." Georgie knew deep down what I was saying was right but I could understand her worry just the word paralysed would break me apart especially when we've got kids. I just wish she knew that she was never going to be alone.

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