The truth

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-Meliodas POV-

"I do approve of you. You have made Elizabeth so much more happier then she ever been. Ever since I couldn't take care of her, I haven't seen her smile, but you are doing it." Her mother said.

"So, you are not gonna take her away from me?" I asked and loosened my grip a bit on Elizabeth.

"I never said I wouldn't." Her mother said and I pulled her closer again.

"I'm just joking. It will all be fine. Anyway, you have some visitors." Her mother said and walked away. Zeldoris, mother and father ran inside and knocked me back down in bed with their hug as I still hugged Elizabeth.

"We have been so worried!" Mother said as they let go off me. Suddenly, mother started crying as she and father looked down.

"Is something wrong?" I asked worried.

"We are so sorry that we let go off you like we did Meliodas. We should have fought for you. I'm sorry we, no I was too scared." Mother said.

"What are you talking about. We aren't related, so you have no right to keep me, even if I and you wanted." I said.

"That is not necessarily true. I didn't want to tell you this because I knew it would bring trouble... and your father doesn't even know about this, but... the reason you never meet your real mother was because..." Mother started.

I was waiting for her to continue. I need to know this.

"It was because I am your real mother... a-and Zeldoris is your real b-brother. I moved out just after you was born because... because I didn't want to live with your father anymore, but then... when you was four... I was drunk one night and had... you know... with your father." Mother explained.

"I meet you there once again when... when you was cleaning up. You was so cute and polite. I wish I could have been there for you. Soon after, I figured I was pregnant with your brother and t-then we took you in." Mother said.

I had tears in my eyes that rolled down my cheeks.

"You knew this all along and didn't tell me?!" I asked. She nodded and said "I didn't want to be that mother that just walks back in your life for no reason."

"I would have preferred that mother then one that acted to be an adoptive mother!" I yelled and ran out of the room to the toilet. I couldn't take this. My whole life was a lie.

At this point, I just wanted to end everything. To end my life. So I stood up and walked over to look after something sharp. I didn't find any, so I broke the mirror, taking a big part.

A knock was heard from the door and Elizabeth asking "Meliodas? Are you okay?"

It's now or never. So I put the sharp mirror near my neck, ready to slice it. In three.

"Meliodas? I'm coming in." Elizabeth said. Two.

The door opened and Elizabeth saw me. One

She ran to me and I pushed the sharp side of the mirror in my neck. Then the mirror was thrown away.

"Everyone! Come here now! It's a hurry! Mother take your things with you!" Elizabeth yelled and cried as I fell to the floor. I felt the warm blood slowly run down my neck.

I heard the dropping of my blood hitting the floor and I started to feel tired. My neck hurt, but it felt good. Elizabeth's hands was on my forearms, shaking me and saying things that only was a mumble to me. Everything become fuzzy. The sound. The sight. Even the touch started to feel like nothing. Like I was in space.

I closed my eyes. The only I felt was tears dropping in my face at the forehead and the blood dripping. All I heard was the blood hitting the floor and mumbling.

The next thing, I didn't feel anything. Have I... died? All the pain is gone. I can't see anything. Feel anything. Hear anything. Even my thoughts is starting to get fuzzy.

I think I am dead soon.

-Elizabeth's POV-

I was following the doctors that was taking Meliodas to the hospital. The ambulance had come. Mother helped as much as she could, but he lost too much blood.

I don't know what to do if he doesn't survive this. I can't live without him!

. . . . .

Meliodas have been in coma since we ran away. It was 3 months ago and I haven't left his side at the hospital once. The sins or mother, or anyone would come to give me food and I have only left for the toilet. We have a private toilet, so it doesn't take more then 5 minutes if I am not showering. It take 10 if I do.

As every day, I sat beside him and cried, just wanting him to wake up.

Suddenly, I felt the lifeless hand I held grip me back. I looked at Meliodas to see him looking at me with a sad smile. He is awake.

I couldn't help but cry with happened.

"Meliodas! I was so worried about you!" I said and hugged him.

"I'm sorry I did that Elizabeth. I will never do it again." He said.

"Promise?!" I asked.

"Promise." He answered and then continued with "How long have I been passed out and when can I leave?"

"You have been in coma in 3 months! You
worried me to death!" I said.

"I'm sorry Elizabeth, but I'm here now, right? Everything is fine." He said.

"You can leave the hospital in some weeks. Your body is healed up enough. Or that was what the doctors told me every time I asked them about it after you woke up." I answered his other question. He nodded.

. . . . .

Meliodas was walking with crutches out of the hospital. I helped him every once in a while. I'm so happy he is out of the hospital. Mother brought us a house to live in together. She have always been someone to ship people a bit too much.

She wants grandchildren already. We are just 16 and she want us to have grandchildren?! She is just too much to handle sometimes.

. . . . .

-Meliodas POV-

Elizabeth walked in my office at home. I was working on our dream house because I have am an architect now. It have been 9 years since I was in coma and nothing bad had happened since. We are both 25 now.

"Meliodas, you maybe need to do our dream house again. This won't work." Elizabeth said and placed a hand on my shoulder.

"Why not?" I asked. She then showed me a test. A pregnancy test and it was... positive.

I stood up and looked at Elizabeth seriously.

"For real?" I asked and she nodded. I picked her up and spun her around.

"We are gonna be parents!" I yelled happily as she giggled. Then we want in for a kiss.

-End-

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