I Love You Like No Tomorrow

Triplets?

Craig's POV:

I'm going to see Monte today. Michael just texted me, saying I need to be there for Monte. I was already thinking of going out to Vegas anyways for him, but this conforms I need to. Something's definitely not right, either way. Monte hasn't been answering my texts lately, maybe the past week or so. He always has before, so this is definitely off for him.

"Hey, how is he?" I ask as Michael opens the door to their house.

"Not so good." He answers, stepping back to let me in. I soon catch sight of Monte, sitting on the couch and holding a photograph. Crying.

"Hey, what's wrong?" I ask, sitting next to him. Monte doesn't answer, only hands me the photo, sobbing quietly as he lifts a hand to his mouth. I look at the picture, studying its grey and black tones, quickly realizing it's an ultrasound. I look back at Monte, who was now looking at me, tears still falling from his eyes. Looking back to the ultrasound, I see three black dots, signifying three babies. My babies. He didn't even have to tell me, I just knew.

"You think I'm a freak, now. Don't you?" Monte said between sobs. My heart sank in my chest as those words rang through my head. You think I'm a freak, now. Don't you? "I knew it."

"Monte, listen to me." I began, lifting his chin up with my index finger. "You are not a freak. You just have a wonderful gift and three even more special gifts growing inside you as we speak." Monte's crying seemed to lighten up at my words. "I love you. No matter what, I'm here for you." He attacked me with a tight bear hug, crying into my shoulder as I rubbed circles on his back.

"I'm sorry, Craig." Monte said, still sobbing a bit.

"There's nothing to be sorry about." I reply, stroking his soft, black hair. "We'll find our way, no matter what. I'm here for you." I look up at the wall behind the couch, staring at a photograph of Monte and I from back when he was still in Escape the Fate. "I love you."

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Monte's POV:

Craig and I decided he'd move in with me and Michael. Good thing, too. I know people out where Craig lives in Arizona who'd love to see me bleed. He's been an extremely big help with everything, too. I just wish he knew how much I love him.

"Craig." I call out from the bedroom. I soon hear Craig rushing in, panting as he gives me a look, almost silently asking 'what's wrong?' "I need you to cuddle me. I feel cold." I wasn't lying, either. Even with four blankets, I was cold. Craig smiled, climbing in bed next to me as he wrapped his arms around my shoulders. He soon kisses my forehead, gently running his fingers through my hair.

"I love you, Monte." He says, softly. I smile at his words.

"I love you, too, Craig." With that, I slowly drift off to sleep, my face pressed against his chest.