the letters of the frog and the bird

Chapter IV

Disclaimer: not to be racist or anything, but what the fuck is cumcumber

My unstable job leads to me being financially broke. I cope with an alcohol addiction and eventually die from liver failure.

I sob.

You feel guilty for making me pay the child support despite you knowing I had no viable job.

I crush the guilt because I have a strong will

You cope with anti-depressants, that you eventually become addicted to.

The kid moves out. You're alone. One day the police finds you dead on the floor. The cause... OD.

They manage to resuscitate you.

He shows up at the hospital

"My how you've fallen these past years"

"I just bought a yacht. It's got everything we need."

"everything we need", you say, as if you can't comprehend what he just said.

''I've been meaning to ask."

"Come live with me, on my boat."

"It's gonna be great! I know I--''

''I've been gone for so long, but i realize now that.... I need you."

You refuse. After all these years your feelings for him are no longer the same.

"Listen... I can't do that."

"I opened up to you baby. And you just... Stopped. I couldn't reach you."

"That's not me anymore!" He exclaims. Desperate for your acceptance.

"NO, love. The time isn't right anymore!"

''I understand", He says. You can see it in his eyes. He knew his mistake. He wouldn't bother you like that again.

......

"76 YEARS PURGATORY" YOU SOB.

Shifting his eyes from the floor. They meet yours. "I- I just- I wish you the best in life, Y/N. I hope you know that." He leaves your room. With an expression that screams defeat. You wonder. "was this the right thing?"

...

You wake up and look to the IV. It takes your eyes a few seconds to adjust. Eventually you read the label: "morphine"

A/N:

THANK YOU FOR THE SUPPORT MY BICHES.

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