The Story Of Allyson

The Death Of Marlin

The twenty year old bat animum paced outside the hospital room, his son Marlin, was sick, very sick. Though neither his wife or the doctors knew why. He was fine one day and then was bedridden the next. Of course that was the day that he and Eleanor..., nevermind all that. Allyson could be heard sobbing inside the room, terrified for her beloved son's life. Time was slipping away and the doctors were struggling to find out what was wrong and how they could heal him.

Marshall felt a dull pain in his heart, he had thought that he'd loved Ally, that's why he married her, it's why Marlin existed in the first place, for he couldn't have existed if he didn't love her. But after he met his co-worker Eleanor, his feeling changed towards her. Elanor wasn't shy or quiet, she was quite loud and spoke her mind without shame, she drang and she partied, and God was she seductive. She could get what she wanted just by flicking her white tail and waving her hips around like the vixen she was. After his little affair with her, Marshal began to feel differently about his wife, he was not satisfied with her, in any way, he felt trapped in this marriage.

He shook his head and looked down at his phone, he'd missed a call from the white feline, he then immediately put it away, he couldn't fantasize about her right now.

"I need to end this.."He muttered under his breath walking into the empty hospital room, where his almost lifeless son laid in the small bed. "Allyson we need to talk."

The feline looked at her husband with tired eyes but a small hopeful smile on her pale face. "Yes..?"

"I..have a confession..." Mashal said his head lowered in shame in what he was about to say. "Eleanor, my co-worker, you know her, right?" he began to ramble about the white feline animum. "A-anyways...I've been having an affair...with her, and she's made me realize something." He spoke so quickly it didn't give his now broken wife a chance to speak.

"I'm not at all satisfied with the relationship we have, not emotionally, not sexually, nothing. I've realized we were not meant for one another." He didn't even notice the failing heart monitor on the wall. "I'm going to move out...once Marlin get's better, if he even gets better, we've spent so much money on doctors and appointments and we've gotten nothing in return."

Allyson was sobbing now her face in her hands, she was going to lose everything and she knew it, and it hurt like hell. "Why would you do this to me..?" she demanded her voice breaking. "Manipulating me as a teenager, you loved me, YOU LOVED US, what more could you possibly want from me!? I gave you my everything!!"

Marshall shook his head. "Allyson. Please, you were sixteen and I was a horny teenager trapped in the body of a 20 year old. You were just, willing, you wanted an emotional attachment, and YOU KNEW deep down in the beginning this wouldn't work."

He shook his head and walked out the door. "Goodbye. I'll pack my things. And I'll be out."

Allyson sobbed and turned back to her son, tears pouring down her face. She hadn't noticed as the monitor went blank, he was dead.

She let out a heart wrenching, pain filled scream as she broke down crying into her arms. Her two fathers just entering the room.

What had happened here?