Warning: This story is a bit sad…Well…If you're like me it's considered very sad.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Characters. I made up one. One I am using with my friend's permission. Thanks for taking the time to look at my story. Hope you like it. Please review this story when you are done. Don't forgt to tell everyone hoe talented I am. Just kidding.
Chapter Summary: Percy Weasley is losing his wife to Leukemia and she only has a few weeks left. Her final wish was for him to find someone else, fall in love, get married, and start a family. She told him not to think of her anymore. She knew he would never marry again willingly. She made him give his word. He did. Read on and see how Percy's life seems to be filled with problems…or so he thinks.
Percy's Story
Chapter One
Last week at the five year class reunion Oliver had told me about how his wife is dying. I felt so sorry for him I couldn't look his wife in the eye. But then he told me something I never would have suspected. My wife, Kacey, shows the same symptoms as his wife.
I told him Kacey is perfectly healthy and that she barely ever needs to see a doctor.
He told me to talk to her about it.
So I decided that maybe I would. I knew she would ask me where on earth I got the idea she could possibly have leukemia, that is what Oliver's wife has.
As I lay in bed waiting for her to come in I looked out the window, wondering if anything had ever bothered me as much as this. I had never thought of anything this much. I hadn't thought about anything this hard since I proposed.
I saw the light in the bathroom turn off and the door open as Kacey walked toward the bed.
She was perfect. Her blue eyes sparkled whether she was happy or sad. Her hair was always perfect. She could be tossing and turning all night long and then you could take a brush to it that morning and it would have no knots. Her face had smooth skin with a slight flush constantly covering it, like blush.
She fit me perfectly. She is about five foot three. She comes right to my chin. Her head fits perfectly into my neck when she sleeps.
She rolled over to face me.
"You're awfully quiet, Percy. Are you ok? Something on your mind?" She asked in her soft voice.
"Hon, can I ask you a question?" I said looking her in the eye.
"Of course." She said.
"Are you ok?" I asked.
"Yes." She gave me a strange look.
"No…That didn't come out right. Are you sick? In any way?" I asked her.
She was silent. She just lay there and stared at me.
"No." She said, her voice barely audible.
"That's what I…What?" I said, shocked.
"No. I'm not ok." She said a bit louder.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"I have leukemia, Percy. My body no longer responds to the treatments. No matter what they do it doesn't help me." She explained.
"You…You really….You really are sick?" I asked, awestruck.
"Yes. The…The doctor recommended starting with my legal matters…before…" She let her voice trail off.
"Kacey…No…Yo-You can't leave me. No. There's got to be some mistake." I looked at her. She shook her head.
"I've known for a few years. It's just recently that I stopped responding." She said sitting up a bit, her eyes weren't sparkling as I looked into them.
I sat up and hugged her.
I woke the next morning, holding her as close to me as I could.
I don't want to lose her before our one-year wedding anniversary.
I am not ready for this.
She stirred in my arms. She looked up at me and smiled.
"How can you smile? You're dying, Kacey." I said.
"I am going to enjoy my final weeks on Earth. Yes, Percy," she said seeing my startled face, "weeks."
"I am not ready for this. I know you aren't, either. Isn't there anything they can do for you? Something? Anything?" I asked.
"No." She said.
"Are they sure?" I said.
She was sitting up now looking out the window.
"I'm sure they are sure." She said.
She looked sizzy…
"Kacey?" I said.
She swayed and fell back on the bed.
"Kacey!"
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