They Have Me To Prove It

by becca duhhh

The Quincy's child needs to keep her parent's together. They are seconds from leaving eachother, she needs to say something, but her 3 year old body won't let her. So she screams. R&R Please.

It's not fair.

They love each other.

They have me to prove it.

Yet here they are, quarreling about something obscene.

You always thought they would be the perfect couple, until now.

He's getting his suitcase.

He can't leave now, not now.

She's crying again.

I need to fix this.

I let out a blood curdling scream and yell, "Stop!"

They turn to look at me and I sob, "You two love each other. Don't do this, not to me."

She looks at him, and he bows his head. I feel tears falling down my cheeks.

He puts his suitcase down.

She walks towards me.

He walks towards her.

I look at both of them.

They smile.

I smile.

We embrace.

They still love each other.

They have me to prove it.