The Worst Of Luck

Chapter twenty five

I watched from the chair in the corner of the room as Vincent and Aidan played with his toy trucks. My heart was thumping in my chest but I still didn't feel alive. I wanted this all to be a nightmare, one I would wake up too in the morning and be glad it wasn't reality but as the clock ticked, reality sunk in and I knew this wasn't a dream.

Vincent made eye contact with me every so often, checking to see if i wasn't on the floor having a mental breakdown I assume. I held myself together for the sake of Aidan and a bit for myself. I knew if i let go, i wouldn't be able to come back. He's the only thing i had at this point, I lost everything, and I wasn't about to loose him as well. I felt like I was going to throw up and explode at the same time.

A soft knock came from the door, Dr. David's stood in the door way, looking at his Alpha with sorrow evident in his eyes. I wasn't sure of how Vincent felt of the current circumstances, I wasn't even sure of how I felt.

"Can I speak with you Alpha and Luna?" He asked quietly, glancing between us carefully. "Aidan, honey, we're going to talk to the doctor but we'll be right back ok?" I told him, kissing his cheek as he nodded and sat on the couch in front of the tv.
"As you know Aidan's condition is very severe. He'll need the both of you to take care of yourselves in order to take care of him. I can sense the tension between you and I'm sure he can as well, it would be best for him if you talked it out. Other then that, we'll begin his first dose of chemo tomorrow." Dr. David's said before leaving Vincent and I. Vincent shifted his gaze to me, I had stray tears running down my face and my eyes were probably puffy and red. "Are you oka-," "Don't." I cut him off before walking back to Aidan, who was now sound asleep. Vincent walked over to where I sat beside Aidan's bed, sitting down on the end of the bed. "Do you think he'll be okay?" He asked softly, staring at the five year old. "I want to believe that he'll be okay, but I guess only time will tell." I forced myself to say without letting the stray tears fall as I looked at my son. Vincent shifted his gaze on me, "You don't always have to be strong, it's okay to cry." He whispered, his blue eyes swirling with so many emotions I couldn't catch any of them. But he was wrong. I needed to stay strong, if not for myself then for Aidan. "I'm fine. He'll be okay. You should go and get some rest," I said, shifting my glance from him to the door. He ran his fingers through his hair, sighing. "Yeah, I guess you're right. But same goes for you. I'll see you tomorrow." He said, placing a kiss on Aidan's forehead. I watched his figure walk out the door and disappear down the hall, before slumping into the chair I was currently sitting on. I stared at the small frame of my child, who was peacefully sleeping on the bed. How could such an innocent kid end up in this position? How could this be the moon goddesses plan for him? If Aidan doesn't survive this, I don't I will either. He's all I have left. Stray tears ran down my cheeks as I thought of my mother. The feelings flooding through me weren't new to me, they were only a mere memory of how I felt when my mother was diagnosed. I was terrified to even think of Aidan heading down the same path as her. I don't think I can go through this again and make it out okay again. If I lost Aidan, I'd be loosing the battle I've been trying to conquer for the last 7 years. I feel like a candle wick, my life burning out quickly before my own eyes. Questions stormed through my brain, bringing on a throbbing headache, but one troubling thought entered my mind and couldn't seem to be leave me alone. What will my life be without Aidan? My heart is being supported by my love for him. And without that, I think it'll finally crush into the broken pieces it was before I had him.
I stared out the window of Aidan's room, letting myself drown into the dark abyss of the sky. No moon or stars visible from this spot of the room. Just a swallowing darkness, a sky that held so many secrets, the answers to our questions and it was home to the angels and Moon Goddess herself. The home of my mother.

Moon Goddess, if you're out there listening to me, I surrender to the game of life all of us are forced to play. I can accept that I'm loosing, but Aidan doesn't deserve too. You say we're all born with purpose, we're all made to do something extraordinary with our lives, so how can Aidan's possibly be over before he's even gotten the chance to show his purpose? He'll do amazing things in this world if given the chance to, so please, all Im asking from you is to help my son.