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See You, Again.

Mike-

I wait anxiously for any new on Sandra. I've done sound check first, just so I can go back to the bus and be alert for anything. “She's going to be okay.” Vic says, as he appears at the back of the bus. I really hope so, I thought to myself. I tap my fingers in my legs and my phone begins to ring. I quickly retrieve it and answer it, not bothering on looking at the Caller ID.
“hello? “
“It went well. “ Willow’s voice fills my ears. “Everything went smoothly.” I sigh in relief and wipe my face from tears that started to fall.
“How is she?” I ask. “Where are the kids?”
“Well, the twins are at school, Sophia stayed with Ben’s wife.” She pauses. “She's fine. Doctors said She was doing alright, doing fine. She'll be okay. “
There was the good news.
They were all good news. Few more weeks and I will be back home, to my wife and my kids. I was doing well too and I tell Willow. I've been sober since the day I got the text that she was diagnosed with cancer. My motivation was her at the moment, sure she was was, and so are my kids, but when this happened. I knew I couldn't let myself down, or them, or anyone in my life including my fans. I needed to be there for her, and I know that was going to be impossible to achieve if my ass went to rehab for eight months.
Sure.
I always crave for that alcohol burn in my throat, but this was a fight I was going win. For my wife. For my kids. For myself.

(weeks later)

After weeks. No.
Almost months of no drinking, I was able to go home, without passing through the paperwork of installing myself into rehab. I grab my bags and waste no time into getting to the hospital. Vic drove, zoomed by our houses and straight to the hospital where my fighter was located. He literally pushes me out of the car, just so I can go see my wife while he parks. I run inside the building, and stop in front of the receptionist.
“Yeah. Uhm, for Sandra Fuentes? “
“Your relationship with the patient? “
“Husband.” I say, she looks at me and then at my hand. “Honestly.” she nods and hands me a sticker.
“Room 317. Third floor.” I thank her, and rush to the elevator. Vic comes inside and takes to the lady. I wait for my brother as he gets his sticker. Once he got it, we get inside the elevator and watch the door slowly close. the seconds went by longer, and it felt like it was taking an eternity to go to the third floor, and it was driving me insane. Finally the door slowly reopens, and we both rush outside. We look around for the room, until I heard my name. I walk two big steps backwards and turn my body to the left.
“DADDY!” I feel two pair of arms wrap around my waist, I look down at my twins and pick both of them up. Something I mastered when they were small. “we missed you daddy! “ they say at the same time.
“I missed you guys too!” I kiss both of their cheeks and let them down. They run to Vic, and start taking to him. I walk slowly to my wife, and smile widely at her.
“baby… you're here! “ she exclaims.
“I'm here, baby. “ She chuckles and wraps her arms around me. And I felt like I was home.
I was home.
My kids excited to see me, and my wife sitting in this bed, looking healthy and ready to fight this bitch. Her eyes glossed with tears, and I kiss her forehead repeatedly. She let's me go, and takes off a necklace, that held my wedding ring. I look at the silver band and she slides it on my finger once more. my hand didn't feel so light, and my heart didn't feel so empty. I was home. She looks into my eyes, her green eyes shouting out happiness.

“Thank you.”

Notes

Song inspiration: Iris- Goo Goo dolls.

Do you think Mike really is changing for Sandra?
Sandra starts her chemo soon, how will Mike and the kids take it?
Most importantly. How will she take this process to being cancer free?

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-K

Comments

Finally!! They talked, yessss! This was so freaking necessary to have this conversation. I love that they can still laugh and joke admist all of this pain, despite everything they really do love each other

piercingirisash piercingirisash
1/23/16

CRAP! now I wish she was pregnant. I completely forgot about her mom having cancer. Oh this is bad...
She can't die! ....right?
I swear if he doesn't respond to her I will beat him with his drum sticks.
I'm so paranoid right now

piercingirisash piercingirisash
1/19/16

Wow.. okay Mike. Well I do agree he needs rehab but he should've had this discussion with her. He's only getting worse, so he desperately needs help.
And lovely. I can't wait for this big storm. Oh you're really trying to kill me
Wait don't tell me she's pregnant again..crap

piercingirisash piercingirisash
1/18/16

What the literal hell is going on? COREY! oh hell no! Go away..go far far far away

Good we needed his pov, thank you
And still wtf Mike! Vic is me.

He's destroying what he loves...I'll leave now