Terrible Things • Michael Clifford [ short story ] » Completed «

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24th of September, 2019
Michael

I cradled Camedyn in my arms, he was 2 now, and active as ever, but right now I'm trying to get the squirming boy to sleep.

Harley had to go out, saying she had to go to the shops to get a few things. But last time I checked it doesn't take an hour to get a few things. And besides, she never comes back with anything.

Part of me is thinking that she's cheating. But when she comes home, hugs me tightly with a long passionate kiss an mumbled I love you's, the other part of me thinking otherwise.

As I laid Cam down, I heard the door open and close. Going straight downstairs, I was met with a horrible sight.

Harley was curled up on the couch, sobbing. At this point I noticed how thin and pale she was. I never really payed attention until now. But I guess that's a good thing. I didn't like it when she looked like this.

"Harley, baby... Whats wrong love?" Her head snapped up in my direction before her sobs got more powerful. I slowly went over to her, sitting down and putting the inhumanly light girl onto my lap, now cradling her.

"I-Is Camedyn asleep?" I nodded in response, holding her closer.

"Yeah baby, he is."

"Good... Cause I have something important to tell you..." Her voice was quiet, as she looked down.

"What is it hunny?" Here was the moment of truth. She had been cheating and she was pregnant with his child, and thats why she's crying.

"Michael I'm.... I'm sick..... And they say I've only got weeks. I'm so sorry Michael... I really wish I could be here to help you raise lil Cammie, but I'm afraid I can't be. I'm dying..."

I tensed up at her words, whimpering softly. I was loosing my wife. My world. My everything.

This wasn't right. She can't be dying. She needs to live. I can't look after a 2 year old alone!

Hell... I can't live alone... With out someone to cuddle and kiss and protect.....

I can't lose her....

I just can't.

•• Next chapters really long so yay ••