I drag a nurse back in as the machines go crazy, but they say there's nothing they can do. I stay where I am, another sob caught in my throat as I watch.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I shake my head and cover my mouth with my hand, a tear streaming down my cheek. No. This can't happen. The nurse tries to revive her before backing off. I slowly make it to her side and take her hand, hating how cold and limp it seems. I love you too. I kiss her forehead and sob right at her side, unable to bring myself to part from her.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I hear a beeping sound from outside of the room and I take Jace's hand before walking in, the machine blank and Nic crying his heart out. I swallow, not believing this, and rest my head on Jace's shoulder, close to crying myself.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I wipe Rayah's tears and take a deep breath, calming myself for her sake. Nic looks up at the nurse and shakes his head.
"No. No, I don't want to leave. She's my wife. I-I..."
I set a hand on the back of his head and make him look at me. He searches my eyes for a little before swallowing and composing himself. He wipes his eyes and stands, letting go.
"You want to stay with us?" I ask him, kissing Rayah's head and telling her to meet us in the car.
He glances back at Jackie and I pull him into a hug, knowing he's about to break down again.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I watch Rayah once we get home, hoping she'll be alright, and bring Nic into the house. His little girl runs to him and he takes her in his arms. He doesn't say anything, sitting on the couch hugging her, and I decide to go check on Rayah.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
Bringing my kids upstairs I lay them in my bed, laying next to them. I wrap my arms around them and close my eyes, Riley looking worriedly at me. I open my eyes and flash a weak smile before kissing her cheek and tucking them in, closing my eyes again afterwards and trying not to break out crying again.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
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