VictoriåI sat in the living room watching sad movies with a bucket of ice cream on my lap.My appetite had come in and I wanted to eat as much as I could right now.Tears streamed down my face as the movie ended and I wiped my tears, putting on another one.For the first time in a long time my phone was blowing up next to me.I had made a lot of friends today, realizing that there was nothing holding me back now.But that didn't matter much to me. I grabbed my phone, dialing the number and putting the phone on speaker."Landon." I called with a smile when he picked up."Bella." He responded, sounding like he was driving."Do you wanna help me make dinner?" I asked, laying on the couch.He didn't respond for a while then suddenly, he hung up.What the heck, man?Frowning, I got up and walked into the kitchen.I placed the bucket of ice cream into the freezer and grabbed the ingredients from the cabinets.I went upstairs and grabbed a shirt to wear so I wouldn't mess up the one I alrea
Victoria "It feels weird," I shook my head, placing a small piece into my mouth. "I think I got too used to having just you." I said honestly.He had cut his steak perfectly into even pieces and I had come to realize that he did that with everything."Who are your friends?" He asked, his deep voice traveling to my ears and I smiled."There's Lana, Piper, Marcus, Nathan, and Mia." I replied and he nodded slowly.We finished eating in comfortable silence and I got up, taking our plates into the kitchen and washing them.Landon leaned against the doorway behind me, silently watching me."I'll pick you up in the morning." He said, walking toward the door and I walked him out.I opened the front door, watching as he walked outside.I was about to shut the door when his hand blocked it and I cringed as that must've hurt."I'm so sorry." I said, instinctively taking his hand and rubbing it in mine and he rolled his eyes.Landon's hands were always ice cold and I couldn't be more confused ab
VictoriåAs I got out of the car, I saw my new friends smiling in my direction.That was, until they looked behind me and saw who was there.Landon walked through the crowd of students, getting scared looks and frightened smiles.He patted my lower back as he departed, going over to the guys and I went over to my friends."Rhee!" Piper greeted, smiling at me.Piper had blonde hair and blue ends that matched her blue eyes.She was around 5'7 and had a septum piercing and a smiley."Hey, Rhee." Marcus then greeted.Marcus was 6'0 with dark hair and brown eyes. He had a crucifix hung from his ear and he had a tattoo on the side of his face.Then there was Lana, who was a ginger. Her hair was curly and she cut it to her shoulders that suited her perfectly.Her eyes were dark brown and she was the innocent one.Nathan was the loud, extroverted one that had no cares in life. He purposely flirted with the boys and girls that walked his way and I smiled.He was 6'2 with light brown eyes, blac
VictoriåThe bell rang for lunch and I made my way into the cafeteria.Lana waved me over and I walked there, sitting between Mia and Nathan.Mia kissed my cheek and Nathan patted my shoulder with a smile."So, Lana," Mia started, placing her head on my shoulder. "How was your free period?" Lana's eyes widened and Piper choked on her food, making us laugh."So, are you coming tonight, Rhee?" Nathan asked and I nodded."My mother put me out last night," Mia said, chewing her food. "So if you need me, I'll be sleeping in my car at Wendy's." Nathan laughed and we all looked at him. He coughed to cover it up, making us laugh."I'm sorry, Mia. But my uncle is over and there's no space." Piper said.I thought about it. I lived alone and I really liked Mia. So it was only right."You can stay with me if you want," I told her, looking over. "I live alone." Her eyes widened and Lana looked over at me."That must be the coolest thing ever." She said and I smiled, not replying.Living alone w
VictoriåI sat by the lake, looking out at the water as I did.My body was extremely weak after today and I felt too drowsy to go to school.I dipped my foot into the cold water, watching as my foot made small ripples.There was no doubt in my mind that I was depressed.But I didn't know what to do about that. Maybe if I surrounded myself with more people I'd forget about it.Or maybe I'd make them sad too.I laid, allowing the sunlight to fall onto my face and I stared up at the sky.Today was a nice day outside. The sun was warm, but the atmosphere was cool.The busy city could be heard from all the way over here and I took my hair out of it's ponytail.I was afraid to be here, due to what happened last time.After a while I decided to go home. So I did. After I stopped at Dino's that was.I walked into the Diner and sat, placing my head down onto the table at the back and sighing."Long week?" The same waiter asked and I looked up, smiling when I saw him."Hey, You," I said, runnin
Victoria He continued and I was confused."You died, Bella. I saw it happen." He continued.My bedroom was completely dark right now and I was cold.My heart dropped as I heard this, genuinely not knowing that this happened.I sat, looking out into the darkness and still not looking in his direction.But his arm reached out and went around my waist, pulling me over to him.My head leaned against his chest and he kissed the top of my head, making my insides warm up."I was just protecting you." He said, placing his chin there and I stayed silent.And I couldn't take it anymore. I wrapped my arms around his waist and buried my face in his chest, crying."What's wrong?" He asked tonelessly and I finally looked up at him.His body tensed as he saw the state of my face. His hand reached up and cupped my face, his finger running across my cheek."What happened?" He questioned, his emotionless tone still in place."Mia's boyfriend came over." I whispered. "I tried to save her." He sighed a
Landon I pulled up into the school gates and stopped, looking over at her."Are you coming over later?" She asked, knowing that I wouldn't be coming in today and I didn't respond."I'll try." I replied after a while and she nodded, taking my sunglasses off of my face and placing it onto hers."That's good enough for me." She told me, opening her arms and I looked at her emotionlessly.She was ruining my ego.But not wanting to disappoint her, I leaned closer and she hugged me tightly."Bye, Grumpy." She said, grabbing her bag and exiting my car.She shut the door carefully behind her and I watched her go over to her friends.My phone started ringing in my pocket and I pulled out of the parking lot, speeding down the street before answering."Boss, we got him." Damien said on the other end and I hung up, driving in that direction.As I pulled up, I found them waiting with his on his knees.Grabbing my gun, I got out of my car, which smelled like her now.Going over, they all stepped b
Victoriå"Is he your boyfriend?" Lana's sister, Layla, asked and I laid on the floor."No. We're just-""Friends." Mia finished, rolling her eyes playfully and I nodded."Exactly." I said and Piper laughed."Yeah, sure." She said sarcastically and I looked back at the screen."My friends don't look at me like that." Layla said and I groaned."He looks at everyone the same way." I told her for the last time and she breathed a laugh."If blindness got you there then, I guess it works." She said, dipping her hand into the popcorn bowl and I shut my eyes.It had been an hour and Landon was still asleep in my bedroom. Every time I tried getting up, his eyes opened and he reminded me of a baby.A killer baby."He gives her the literal world. And what do I get in life? Crack Heads." Mia added and I laughed, looking up at her and she laid on the couch above me."At least you get Crack Heads. I was shopping in the underwear aisle and a guy walked up to me and was all like 'Bro, your girlfriend
Landon"That's how I met her."His eyes glistened as they looked back at me, a look of curiosity washing across his face. His eyes drifted toward the water, then made their way back up to mine. "My mommy?" His little voice asked, a smile growing on his face as he thought about her and I nodded. "I miss her." He looked down and I rolled my eyes."What have I taught you?" I questioned, staring back at him emotionlessly and he nodded."No weakness." He said and I nodded, standing up. He got up as well, looking at me for a while before he hugged my legs tightly. He wasn't like me. No matter how much I tried training him to not show emotion, he always seemed to do the opposite. He was like her in every way. The excessive kindness, the everyday happiness and the random affection. He'd hug everyone and everything in his path and there was no stopping him. His eyes were a greenish grey and his hair was dark and he had most of my features"Come on." I told him, placing my hand on his head. H
LandonI stared at the painting in front of me, wondering how I got to this point. The house felt empty now. There was nothing to come home to other than our son. I couldn't even sleep in our bedroom anymore. Her things there had stayed the same. Her blanket was still in the same spot she left it and everything there smelled like her.Everytime I looked at the baby I saw her, hating the fact that she wasn't here to help me. I didn't get any sleep as he constantly needed to be fed or changed and I had to do this all on my own. I didn't trust anyone to care for him, knowing that he was the last thing I had gotten from her. No one knew what he looked like. I kept him hidden from people that were just looking for another story. I got off of the chair and walked up the stairs to his room. As I entered, I found that his big green eyes were now opened and he was just moments away from crying. His legs kicked the air as he laid on his stomach, his hands grabbing at the blanket. I watched her
Victoria The door opened again and I looked up to find Landon walking in, his eyebrows arched more than usual and I knew that he was angry. "What's wrong?" I asked, pulling the blanket further up onto my body and he looked at me."I can't do this." He shook his head almost frustratedly. I pointed to the chair next to my bed and he stood there for a while before sighing and running a hand through his hair. He came over and sat, crossing his arms over his chest and I knew he was trying to suppress his emotions.I motioned for him to lean closer before cupping his face in my hand, my arm too weak to even lift properly. I stroked his cheek with my thumb and gave him a small smile."You have your whole life ahead of you, Landon," I paused, another sharp pain hitting me in my chest. "You have to move on, okay? For me.""No." He replied curtly, his tone dark and I sighed, expecting nothing less from him."Landon, you can't hold onto this forever. You'll torture yourself." "No, Victoria."
Victoria I laid on the bed, looking at the ceiling blankly. A tear rolled down my cheek as I finally allowed myself to cry because I was alone. There was no one around to be strong for. I was in so much pain. My brain screamed for it to just end and I sniffled as another tear fell. The surgery was scheduled just mere minutes away as they didn't want to risk me passing and the baby dying as well. I knew that this was it. It had to be.There was this bitter taste in my mouth as I laid there. The only sound heard was the beeping of the monitor and my breathing which was loud due to the oxygen mask. They had prepared me for surgery already and my friends were here. They'd be allowed to come in soon to say their final goodbyes and it was this moment that made me realize that I didn't want to go. I prayed and hoped that by some miracle I'd survive this but I knew better. There was no way.Landon was outside making a call and I wiped away my tears quickly as the door opened. Mia and the o
Victoria I was still strong despite my condition. My body was weak and my stomach was heavy but I still managed to build enough strength to walk. It was hard, but I didn't mind. At least I was still around for now. I was supposed to be moving around in a wheelchair but frankly, that just made me feel worse. I continued to do interviews and there were tons of articles covering my life. Even the news kept up with it because it was genuinely a really rare thing to happen. I wanted to see the ocean before I went to the hospital, knowing that this would be the last time I see the world.He walked back into the Living Room a while later and turned the TV on for me. Then he handed me the Jello Cup with a spoon and a napkin before he sat on the other couch and opened his laptop. He buried himself neck deep in work and I ate with my eyes shut, listening to the TV."Let's go to the park." I suggested randomly and he looked up from the screen.He shut his laptop and took it with him as he walk
VictoriåMonths laterToday was December 23rd, one day away from Landon's birthday. One day away from the end. I was surprised that I had made it this long. I laid in bed, my eyelids too heavy to lift. The oxygen mask on my face had been a constant thing since last month, as I couldn't really breathe on my own for more than an hour at a time.I was in more pain than I had ever been in, in my entire life. My stomach was huge now and my body was too weak to even handle its weight. I was already dealing with the pain of my cancer and the constant kicking and punching going on in there wasn't really helping.Tomorrow was the surgery. The baby would be here at just eight and a half months and that wasn't too bad. Definitely not preterm. I just prayed that everything went well. I knew the chances of me surviving this were literally zero and that was okay in my book. I knew that Landon was physically prepared.Over time he'd grown into a really great guy. He did everything for me before I ev
LandonI ran a hand through my hair as I sat in my bedroom, not knowing what anxiety felt like but if I had to make a guess, this would be it. She was out, spending time with her friends and I was on edge the entire time.The air around me smelled like Coconut and Vanilla, a scent I'd grown rather accustomed to. My dresser was now filled with her things; various different products which contributed to the room's scent. I got up, walking to the door and grabbing a shirt on the way out. I pulled it over my head as I descended the stairs, going to the kitchen. I sat behind the counter and checked my phone, seeing as there were still no calls or texts from her."Boss. Permission to speak?" Theo asked from behind me, staying where he was."Granted." I replied, taking a sip from my drink and listening as he approached."Mister Santos is outside." "My office." I got up, walking out of the kitchen and going into my office. I sat behind my desk just as they walked in. He hadn't changed much
She didn't need to tell me that. She made her decision a long time ago. I sighed, taking her hands off of my face and bringing them to my lips. "I want, what you want." I said and she smiled, smacking my cheek."Thank God. Because you didn't actually have a choice." She replied jokingly. She opened her arms, scooting to the edge of the bed and hugging me tightly. "What if I'm not a good father?" I asked nonchalantly as I placed my head in her neck and she breathed out a small laugh."Nobody's perfect." She tried reassuring me and I held her tightly, knowing what was to come in a few months."Would you hate me?" I questioned further and her arms around my neck tightened slightly."You're my wife, Landon. I can't hate you." She assured me and somehow, I felt better about everything. She managed to drag me into something new each month. Things I didn't think were possible for me suddenly began happening and I couldn't complain. "Now help me to the bathroom so I can let all of this hosp
LandonI sat, staring at her sleeping face as she laid on the hospital bed again. There was an oxygen mask on her face to help her breathe and even then her breathing was shallow. She had been asleep for a few hours and showed no signs of waking up any time soon.I took her hand, looking down at the ring on her finger. Her skin was pale now, every little scar she had turning purple. Her long eyelashes casted shadows on her cheeks. She looked peaceful as she slept and I sighed, leaning back in my seat.For the first time in my life, I felt hopeless. I could only watch as she got worse and I couldn't do anything about it. I was tired of seeing her in this room for weeks at a time. Tired of seeing her in pain everyday. She couldn't die. There was no way things would ever be the same without her. There'd be nothing to look forward to every day; nothing to look forward to in the future. No more excited smiles when I visited, no more late nights listening to her dreams, no more buying her