Chapter Eleven- I Messed Up

(I can't stop posting pictures of my smol children omg)
*Tucker's PoV*
I saw the aftermath of my words almost straight away, Sonja just stood in front of me, broken by my harsh words. None of them were true, I loved her more than I ever had.
"Sonja..." I whispered to her
"No.. Just.. Stop. I get it.." She said, with almost no emotion in her voice. I really did break her.
"Sonja can we talk?" I couldn't leave our conversation on this note this isn't how I want it to happen.
"No Tucker," Sonja said looking right into my eyes, her green eyes weren't sparkling or shining anymore, they were dull, she was just a hollow shell of the woman I loved. What am I saying, the woman I love, "I'm leaving Tucker, I suggest you do too" She stormed past me and out the door. This is dangerous, its almost midnight and the love of my life is out night-walking. I have to follow her, especially if she's going to be stubborn and not listen to me. She has a right not to listen though, I did just tell her that I didn't love her, I wouldn't listen to me either. Once I knew that Sonja was at least down the stairs of her apartment I started to make my way (Downtown?;)) to the door (Oh..) making sure not to make much noise in case Sonja wasn't completely down the stairs, carefully I opened the door and walked out into the hallway when I heard the door close from downstairs. Quietly I walked down the stairs and opened the door at the bottom of the apartment (Idk if this is even what things are like, in Scotland they're called closes so ehh... I don't know how things work tbh).
As I stepped out a saw a slim silhouette running towards the nearest park bench then sitting down on it. I was about to run over and talk her down when I stoped myself, maybe she needs time by herself..
I sit down on the stairs just outside of the building, never taking my eyes off of Sonja, she's holding a piece of paper.. And crying... I have to see what's wrong with my baby (Idk does that sound okay? I'm super tired..).
As I walk across the street all these thoughts come rushing into my head, What if she's pregnant...
What if she's got some mental illness...
What if she's never able to have children...
Or walk..
Or talk..
Or...
I was snapped out of my thoughts and panic by a car horn, beeping loud enough it could raise the dead, "SORRY DUDE!" I shouted, he didn't respond, probably drunk..
I make my way over to Sonja and sit down next to her, "Sonja?" I whisper
"Just.. Just leave me alone.." She said through sniffles and sobs.
"I'm sorry please listen to me, I love you so much" I say pleadingly, "Can.. Can I see that letter?" I ask quietly, she hands me the paper with her pale shaky hands and looks at me as I begin to read it.

IF YOU ARE EASILY TRIGGERED PLEASE DON'T READ THE NEXT BIT, I CAN'T SAY MUCH ELSE OR IT WOULD RUIN THE STORY! (sorry)

Dear Miss Reid,
Due to your appointment on Friday 13 May, we looked into your test results and we are very sorry to have to tell you that the lump on your arm is in fact cancerous.
I could feel a lump in my throat... Cancer?
Please contact your general practitioner and arrange a consultation in which we can discuss your chemotherapy treatment and the costs.
Kind regards,
Bobbie Fisher -Head of Toronto state hospital (?)
"Sonja I don't..." My voice trailed off towards the end, "Cancer?" I looked into her eyes, they were filled with fear and pain but I could still see that glimmer of hope that I've always been able to see. Everything is going to be okay.. I hope.

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OKAY SO A LOT HAPPENED AND I WASN'T SURE IF I SHOULD OR SHOULDN'T WRITE THIS PART WITH THE ENDING THAT I GAVE IT (and now I realise caps have been on but is too lazy to re-write anything), I really really need help.. Do I make the disease terminal or not? I'd rather write not but idk I can give her like years to live, and introduce the right to die campaign..
Also on a happier note! I kind of want to do a YouNow! If you'd like that then let me know! Leave a nice comment!
So if you enjoyed this part please give it a vote and maybe leave a cheeky comment (and maybe even a follow! Oooh fancyy!)
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SimplyHowell x (love you guys! Sorry if this was in any way triggering or if you aren't happy with my ideas..)

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