~Mackenzie~
It's been a week with Mark in coma, he's getting better but he's still in coma. I haven't been to the hospital yet, just once, and the doctor's say he's going to recover soon.
I sigh and rub my temples, I've been so busy lately. First of all, I realized Izz had to get her monthly injections and was late.
Secondly, I had been getting anonymous texts and calls, warning me 'not to go after people, sounds or things after 12:00 am'
Thirdly, the Baby Project was coming to an end, and I had started packing all our stuff. Have I lost hope? I almost questioned myself.
I sigh and run my temples again. This is too much too handle. I scribble down "Mackenzie~Mark, Baby Project; Izzabell and Kevin."
I go and flop onto the couch, I look at Izzy. She's having fun throwing her cereal around.
After an hour of TV, and a scoop of cereal thrown at my face, I decide to put the kids to bed.
I pick Izzy up, who smears all the food and my clothes, face and hair. "Izzy!" I scold. "Stops it!"
After cleaning up the kitchen, I put them to bed, then shower myself and slip in bed.
*some time later*
[knocking within]
......
[knocking within]
......
uhm! There's [KNOCKING WITHIN]
.........
[KNOCKING WITHIN!!!!!!]
I wake up, half hanging off the bed. "Who's there?" I call out.
[knocking]
"Coming!!!" I call. 2 am?!? Who the heck would be here at this time? Like seriously......
[KnoCkING]
"Alright, alright." I pull of the duvet off me and trudge groggily to the door. Sigh.
I open the door. No one. Wtf?!? I slam the door shut. Suddenly, there's knocking again.
[knocking].
"WHAT?!?" I screamed, flinging the door open. No one. What???
I feel like I'm being watched. Whirling around, I look all over the place.
To remember the message. 'Don't go after people, sounds or things after 12:00 am'
I gasp loudly and throw myself in bed again.
*Next morning*
I groggily wake up to the sound of crying. Sighing, I take Izzabells milk and give it to her.
She peacefully falls to sleep again. \\Your life's not a horror story, Kenie, you got this.\\ I think to myself as I tumble down the stairs. I log into my laptop and turn on Face Book. After getting bored, I sigh and turn on Instagram. I was just to log off, when I saw something that caught my eye.
XxCoreyNelxX [Coraline]
Daddy just got a horse....he's super duper cute, black 'n white......had black eyes....so loving.Thanks daddy! I love u!!
I stared at the pic of the prettiest horse ever. I sighed. I wanted to be in Cor's place SO bad.
I shut off my electronics and just close my eyes. Heck, I never want to be a single mom....okay let's not get to that.
[Doorbell ring]
Oh, someone's here. Wonder who it is.
I peep around the door. And there, there is my Mark, standing there, green eyes sparkling and a small smile playing on his pink lips.
I swung the door open, and without thinking, crashed my lips against his.
I could feel him smile.I pull away to look at him. "Gee, I thought you were..." I say. "a goner. Me too but I'm back and as fit as a fiddle too. I recovered two three days back, but wanted to surprise you." I missed him so much, his company, his teasing, his minty vibe.
I pull him inside and hug him. "God, I'll admit it, I missed you so much" I say. He chuckles.
"I missed you too. I almost chucked the door down when you didn't answer." He says. I pale at that. He notices my strange fear, and asks me "you okay sweetheart? You look like you've seen a ghost!!" He says to me.
I blink several times, take deep breaths mentally but end up with tears pouring out anyway. I tell him all.
I sigh and finish off. "Mark, I just got really horrified. Sorry...."
"It's ok, Kenz. I'm here now. " He cuts me off by pressing a kiss to my forehead. I chuckle lightly as he turns on the movie 'Mars needs Moms' it's a funny one, but I don't watch it. I'm to busy concentrating on Mark...scared he'll leave me someday....
But I love him and always will.
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The Baby Project [completed]
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