Mm kay, this is, like.. a really long chapter.. finally finished it, i honestly dont know when the next chapter will be out, but if you were to add the amount of words.. itd be nearly 3-5 chapters.. i didnt even bother to do a word count.. i jus hope this is.. ok..
Lola groaned as she turned her back to the alarm, throwing the covers over her head, "Hmm just a little longer daddy." She moaned as she started to snore again, until she cracked her eye open, sighing as she turned to her alarm, hmm strange, she was always up before the clock, hnn but today, maybe she didn't hear her father this morning.
Hmm, she rubbed her eyes as she searched through closet for the perfect outfit, smiling as she pulled out one of her favorite outfits, to no surprise was a white shirt and brown skirt, which she carried to the bathroom.
After a quick shower, she'd slipped on the outfit and made her way down the stairs for breakfast, letting her hand run along the smooth railing, she cocked her brow, finding it odd that the pineapple smelt, like pineapple, when the mondays usually smelt like fresh bacon and eggs, was her stuffed or something?
"Daddy?" She poked her head through the kitchen but found it empty, hmm oh right, she almost forgot, daddy wasn't here, man that stupid dream of hers, messing with her mind.
"Mama?" She called to her mother as she looked up at the stairs but found them deserted, "man it almost feels like a ghost town in here." she mumbled to herself as she made her way up the wooden stairs, first opening the first door on the left, which happened to be her older brother's room.
Not at all surprised to find him still sound asleep, the alarm clock singing, but Tom wasn't what you called a light sleeper, and could sleep straight through his alarms, at least until his father woke him up, and today, it would be his annoying little sister.
"Tommy?" she called to him, but he didn't answer, she hummed, walking further into his room, yelping as she'd almost slipped on one of his cards, she shook her head as she looked around his room, 'man and i thought my room was a mess' she mumbled to herself, his room was filled with garbage, clothes everywhere, thrown on the floor with old pizza boxes and sandwich wrappers, in the corner were a box of old toys, and an old wooden boat that him and his stupid father worked on when he was a kid and when his dad was actually cool.
"Tommy, it's time to get up." she said as she stood by his bed, kicking a pair of his underwear that was just by the bed, gagging as she did it, "So gross, Tom." she said, and he sighed, "Than get out."
Lola smiled, "You are awake, it's time for school." she said and he groaned, looking at the alarm clock that was just above his head before he reached up to turn it off before he flopped back into his bed, pulling his blanket over his naked shoulder as he closed his eyes again.
Lola sighed through her nose, tapping her foot, "Really Tom? You have to get up for school." she said as she tugged at his blankets but he had a bit stronger grip onto them than she did, with all the mornings that he'd played tug of war with his father, he'd managed to win some of them.
"Hmm, Go away, Lola, i'm tryin to sleep." he moaned, and she shook her head, "But you have to get up for school, we'll be late!" she shouted, but he didn't answer, it wasn't like he cared, "If daddy was here he'd make you get up, so-" "Well, Dad isn't here, so shut up, im not going, i'm staying in bed, now do me a favor and get out." he said, having her growl in response.
"I said get up!" she shouted at him as she started to pull harder, until she heard a small ripping sound, which he shot up to, pissed, Lola shielded her eyes a little as she seen that he was just in his underwear before her brother shoved her back, telling her to get out.
Lola yelped as she stumbled back a little, standing a little speechless as she reached up to touch her chest where he'd pushed her, 'Did he just-' she blinked before she fumed up and ran back to him to push him back, having him yelp as he'd stumbled back and tripped on of of his cords that he'd left laying on the floor, connected to an instrument.
Tom then growled back, bawling his fists as he looked up at her, "Im gonna-" he started before he looked behind her to find their mother standing at the door, she didn't look too good, she looked exhausted, dark rings around her eyes, her hair in a mess, her clothes, she was still in her pjs which were a mess, wrinkled and the shirt, had maybe three buttons buttoned, and all in the wrong places, she was a wreck.
"Ma, you look horrible, are you ok?" she asked as she approached her, and Laura nodded, rubbing her head, she had a little headache she couldn't quite get rid of, "Y, yeah im fine." she said, "I'm just, tired, is all, you guys haven't heard from your father, have you?" she asked, and Lola looked at Tom before they both shook their heads.
Laura just sighed, looking down at her feet as tears filled her eyes, "O, oh.. i didnt think so, but-" she stopped talking as she started to cry some more, turning to put her head on the door frame as she began to choke on her tears.
Laura gasped as she felt a touch on her shoulder, "Spon, oh.. It's just you Lola." She smiled, and Lola nodded, "i, it's gonna be ok ma, i'm sure daddy will come home soon." She said and Laura sighed, "I hope so, i just.. Miss him so much." She said as she turned to walk back to her room.
Lola sighed, watching as she left before she turned back to Tom who was glaring at her, Lola just shook her head and closed his door, not wanting to get into a fight before school. She had went down stairs, grabbing a poptart before walking out the door, hmm maybe she could ask Uncle Squiddy for a ride to school.
Spongebob groaned as he slowly came to, he was blinded by an orange light, which is what he assumed to be a fire, he blinked a couple times as the pain from the brightness died down and his fuzzy vision began to clear up, he'd began to wonder where he was, and how he got here when his vision finally cleared.
He could see someone over the fire, stirring something in a pot before they looked over to him after hearing him groan. It was a woman, by the looks of it, she looked to be in her late teens. She looked warm, wearing her fuzzy jacket.
"You're away." she said, smiling at him before he sat up, gasping as the wool blanket around him fell off his shoulders and he'd began to shiver, embarrassed to see that he was even naked, "Wh, where are my clothes?" he asked as he pulled blanket back over himself, he was so cold, hmmm, it was almost worse that time he and patrick got stuck in Sandy's dome for the winter.
Till this day he couldn't understand how she could sleep through such harsh weather, but then again, she was warm blooded, with fur to keep her warm, hnn at times like this, it'd make him regret shaving every inch of his massive body.
"Wh, where are my clothes?" He asked and she sighed, "They were in shreds." she answered, most likely from when his body collided with the dead trees that had fallen victim to the freezing river.. "But, we were lucky to find some extra old clothes, but you were so big, so i had to tear them up and resew them together to fit." she said as she picked up a thing of clothes that she had hanging over the fire to keep warm.
"I hope they fit, because thats all we had." she said, "My pa is out gathering food, he should be back soon." she said as she handed him the clothes, and he smiled, "Thank you, so much- uh." he cocked his brow.
"its Citana." she answered, and he smiled as he stood up and turned around so he could change, "Wow, it fits." he laughed, turning around to face her, as she sat down on a log just across from him as he sat down on the one behind him. The outfit looked like one of those homemade eskimo jackets, sewn into two different shades of brown from where Citana had combined the two jackets to make a bigger size to keep him warm enough.
"Citana, huh?" he smiled up at her, and she nodded, "It means the star in the sky, out here, you can see plenty of them at night." She said as she stood up to stir something in the pot that hung over the fire.
"Well, it's a very pretty name, and I always loved a name with meaning." he smiled, "It's one my mother gave me." she said and he smiled, "It's way better than, Spongebob, that's for sure." he laughed before they turned their attention towards an approaching man.
"I see your friend is awake, Citana." the man smiled before the girl got up and ran to hug the much older man, assumably her father. The man sighed as he plopped down onto a log, shifting in the seat to get comfortable before he looked at the large sponge man.
"You should be thinking my daughter, she saved ya, didn't think you'd make it, ya were froze up pretty bad, had quite a few injuries to add, but, ya healed up real nice." he nodded, "Must be that creature that you have inside ya." he said as he bit down on a piece of jerky he'd pulled out of his bag.
"Creature?" Spongebob questioned before he realized who he was talking about, 'so, you saved me again.' he questioned through his thoughts, but Savage just chuffed, "YEAH, WELL DON'T GET USED TO IT." he said, and Spongebob just rolled his eyes.
"So, are you some kind of demon?" the man asked, and Spongebob scratched the back of his head, "Hmm, well-" he started, "At this point, I don't know what I am." he shrugged, "This, thing inside me.." he sighed, shaking his head, "I don't know what he is, is he good, is he bad?" he shrugged, having Savage look up at him as he talked.
Spongebob sighed, "He might have caused me a lot of pain, and still is, but- i don't know, i just get that, he's trying that, he, isn't the bad guy that everyone really thinks he is, even though he is to blame for-" Spongebob sighed, rubbing his head, not really feeling up for story telling.
"Do you have a family?" Citana asked, and Spongebob looked at her, and she shrugged, glancing at her father before looking back at him, "I mean, you could stay if-" "Citana." he father called to her, and Spongebob smiled, "Thank you, but, I do have a family, a wife and, two kids.. or at least, I did." he shrugged.
"What happened to them? Did they get swallowed up by the river?" the girl asked, and
Spongebob shook his head, "No, they're alive, and they're back home-" he answered before he scoffed, scratching his head, "and you, you kind of remind me of my own daughter, I think you and Lol would get along great." he laughed, and Citana cocked her brow.
"Lol?" she questioned, and Spongebob sighed, "It's Lola, but, she sometimes likes to be called, Lol... think it stands for lots of love, but.. she says it stands for, Laugh out loud." he laughed, and Citana laughed as well.
"Where is she?" she asked, and Spongebob smiled, "Well, she's with her mother, hopefully, by this time, she's getting ready for bed." he said, and she blinked, "Oh, so, wait, If they're alive, then, why aren't you with them? Were you on your way home, and got lost?" she asked, and Spongebob shook his head.
"You ran away?" the old man, Awena asked, and Spongebob sighed, looking down, "I know, what kind of man runs away from his family?" he questioned, and Spongebob sighed, "I hurt them, in the worst possible way, my wife, and two kids-" he bit his lip.
"I, it was an accident, I couldn't control myself, i saw it all happen, a, and, there was nothing I could have done to prevent it, what kind of man was I? I couldn't even protect the only people i cared about." he said as tears left his eyes.
"It passed, and my wife, my, Beautiful wife, who i'd loved since, we were Kids, she said she forgave me, that she loved me, but-" he sighed, "The way she looks at me now, shes so afraid, and my kids, my own Son hates me, probably wishes death on me, which, I already wish upon myself, and- it makes me wish you hadn't pulled me from that river, that, He, hadn't pulled me out." he said as he shook his head.
"What did you do?" the man asked, and Spongebob sighed, glancing at Citana, "It's not really a story for children." he said, having Awen look at his daughter before he gestured for her to leave them for a few seconds.
By the time Spongebob had told the man, he was already crying, his face in his giant hands, completely torn, he'd never told anyone about this, until now, and the man sat back, shocked by such a story.
"but it was an accident, right?" the man asked, and Spongebob nodded, "I'd never do something, especially That! To hurt her, or my kids, I love my family, more than Anything in this world and I'd do Anything for them, and in this case, it meant leaving, I've tried, at least, twice to end my life, but.. each time, i kept getting saved me, him, and than you guys." he explained.
The man shook his head, "Its simply because, Neptune isn't quite done with you yet." he said, and Spongebob sighed, "apparently not, I think he just wants to see me suffer a little longer." he scoffed.
"Maybe you're right about that." Awen said as he stirred the fire, "but running away from your problems won't fix them, in fact, they can make things worse, your family may need you, and you, well.. where are you?" the man asked, and Spongebob sighed, "Heck if I know, i've never been good at facing my problems, sometimes it's just, easier to run away from them, and sometimes, running is all you can do."
"And with you, running from your family, how does it make things better? Maybe for yourself, but have you thought about what it might do to the ones you care about? You say you fear that she would want to leave, that she may find another, and leave you behind, it may be true but.. do you think your wife is that way?" he asked and Spongebob sighed, "I don't even know if I know her anymore." he admitted.
"Than get to know her, you love her, don't you?" the man asked, and Spongebob smiled, "More than anything in this world, id give my life for her." he answered, "and what are you still doing here? you should go to her, before it's too late- I know it's too late for me." the man said as he sighed.
"I could remember what it was like to be in love with someone, to have a wife of my own." the man said as he looked down at the fire as a memory unfolded, "We'd have our arguments, I remember the last time i'd ever seen my wife, we were fighting, over something, I couldn't even remember what it was about, but whatever it was, it was bad-"
The man blinked, "What happened?" Spongebob asked, and the man's lip began to quiver as he poked the fire, "She got sick- real sick." he said, shaking his head, tears began to fill his eyes.
"She wouldn't eat or drink for weeks, even if I tried to feed her, it wouldn't go down, she became extremely weak, her bones had begun to show, she'd turned pale, her skin as white as fresh snow."
Tears had even began to fill Spongebob's eyes as the man told him this, how it had brought up haunting memories of when his wife came down with her own illness, "She couldn't even remember who I was most of the time, she was pregnant with what would have been our second but-"
"You don't see any of them here, Citana was young when the illness took over her mother-"
Spongebob shook his head, "I, I had no idea, I am so sorry, I couldn't imagine losing any of the people I cared about-" "Listen, before it's too late, you love that woman, right? Go to her, before it's too late, before you lose her." he said as his tears ran down his face, he shook his head, "You know, I never did get to tell her that I was sorry, and that I loved her- it's too late now, but, i, it's not too late for you, son, please, go." the man said as Spongebob stood up.
"Th, thank you sir." He said, signing, this was gonna be a long walk or so he thought when a pair of wings sprouted from his back, who needs to walk when you can fly?
Tom bit his lip as he stood outside his parents room, with the door open, he watched over his mother who had been laying in her bed for the past few days that his father had left. If he had known this would have happened, he wouldn't have said it, he would have been a good boy and, it was really all his fault.
Tom jumped a little as his sister nudged him to move so that she could go into the room, holding a tray of food, "Mama?" Lola softly said her name as she entered the room, but got no response, was she sleeping. Lola bit her lip as she walked around a few crumpled up tissues, looking on the night stands and even the floor where a few trays of food sat, still untouched.
Lola sighed, looking down at her weakened mother as she sat at the edge of the bed, "Mama?" she whispered as she ran her hand over her head after she'd cleared a spot on the dresser beside her. Laura hummed, sound weak as she cracked an eye open, "mama." tears filled Lola's eyes as she rubbed her shoulder.
"Ma, you, you have to eat" she said as she nudged her a little harder, but Laura didn't answer, "I, I made some soup, you need to eat ma, you haven't eaten in days." she said as she let her tears fall, glaring at Tom before she gestured for him to help lift her up so that she could eat.
"Hmm.. wha." she croaked before she looked at Tom, cocking her brow, "Sp, Sponge?" she softly said, "You're home, I- Im so sorry." she said as she tears filled her eyes, her vision was so blurred, she gasped when she could finally see that it was just her son.
"Tommy?" she squinted her eyes as tears filled her eyes, messing with her vision again, "I, I thought- you look so much like your father." she shook her head with a smile, before the tears began to flow over, "Im sorry, im so sorry you kids have to see me this way, it just feels, like, i've forgotten how to live." she said as she shook her head.
"I, I miss him, so much." she said as she began to choke on her tears, "I, I cant believe he, he left me." she said as she covered her eyes, and Lola looked at Tom who stared at his mother, "Its ok mom." he said as he rubbed her back, and she shook her head, "I, Its not.. Im supposed to be strong and- I just haven't been." she said, and Lola sighed.
"We miss him too mama, but- but that doesn't mean, he doesn't love us, he, he's just- he wouldn't want you to starve yourself." she said, and Laura looked at her, "ma, you need to eat something." she said, and Laura smiled, "You sound just like him." she said as she tried to lay her head back down.
"Mama, please, you need to eat." she said as she rubbed her shoulder, and Laura sighed, not really moving from her spot, "H, here, I'll feed it to you." she said as she offered her a spoonful of it.
Laura shook as she leaned in to sip on the spoon, before Tom helped her lean forward to help her eat, Laura smiled, licking a little drop from her lip, looking at Lola and smiling, "Heh, I, I tastes really good." she said as she leaned in to take another spoon.
Lola smiled, shaking her head, "Good job mama, you're doing a good job, you'll feel better in no time." she said, laughing, "I think I can already see some of your color come back-" but, I guess you'd say, it wasn't the color that any of them would have wanted, as Laura had hunched over, and started to throw up.
The kids both gasped, Lola shoved the bowl out of the way and turned her towards her, stuff still dripping from her lip and chin, she started to cry, her throat burned from just having thrown up, everything that she'd just eaten, was gone, and covered the bed.
Lola's lip trembled, not wanting to been seen crying, as she thought that this was her fault, she shook her head, ordering Tom to start a shower for her, "C, come on mama." she said as she helped her down, and gasped as she'd slipped from her arms and fell to her hands and knees, too weak to stand on her own, at least, not without feeling light headed, her muscles were too weak and wobbly to even hold her up, and would need help doing certain things.
"Oh, mama." Lola softly said her name as she bent down to help her up, "Co, Come on, I'll help you get cleaned up." she said as she slowly began to walk her over to the bathroom, gesturing for Tom to leave the room.
Lola bit her lip as she reached her hand to feel the water to see if it was the right temperature, "I, Im not sure how hot you like your showers, but, th, this feels good." she said before she turned to her and sat her down so that she could help her undress, they were both women here.
"Here, just, sit back and, relax." Lola said as she sat her in the tub to let the warm water run over her as she grabbed a fluffy sponge and lathered it with soap before she leaned her forward so that she could scrub her back. Taking the extendable shower head, she was able to run it through her hair, washing her.
Lola sighed, smiling to herself as she laid her mother's back against the back of the tub, clearly proud of her work, "Well, now that you're all clean, I think you could just, relax in here for a little bit, i'm gonna go do some cleaning." she said as she stood up, and Laura just smiled up at her, "Th, thank you, Lola." she said before Lola turned around with a chirp to leave the room, gently closing the door behind her with a click.
Lola sighed as she shoved the sheets in the washer, along with her clothes after she'd rinsed them off in the sink that was located in the room. She then turned around and walked out of the laundry room and almost ran into her brother, who just happened to be standing outside the door, he was worried for his mother, and knew that Lola would be able to tell him what he needed to hear.
"Mom, is she, how is she?" he asked, and Lola glared at him before she sighed, not really wanting to start a fight right now, it just wasn't a good time, not when their mother needed her, "She's still not looking good- she wont eat anything, she really misses him, Tommy." she said as Tom looked down, and Lola sighed, walking around him to go back up stairs.
Tom turned to her as she walked away, "Look, I, if you have something to say, than, Say it." he said, not really even sure if he wanted to hear what she had to say, but if there was one thing he hated more than her, it was when she was mad at him, and for a reason that may have been his fault.
Lola sighed, stopping at the step she was on, turning around, ready to say something but, she couldn't, looking at his face, she could read that he was already feeling bad about this, "Just, come help me clean mom's room." she said as she continued up the stairs.
Tom looked up from picking up a few tissues, looking at his sister who was on the opposite side of the room, Tom sighed, rubbing his head, "Look, Lola, I'm sorry." he said as he dropped his arms, the bag he held in his hand dropping to the floor, and she just looked back at him, "You missed a spot." she said as she pointed to a few tissues by his feet.
"I'm Not picking up another piece of trash until you talk to me!" he shouted at her, having her stand up, she scoffed, "You never cared about what I had to say before, so why do you care now?" she questioned, "I'm sorry, ok, this is my fault, you're mad at me and-"
"How could you be so ignorant?" she asked, "I'm sorry-" "Yeah, you should be, mama is like that because of you- you were thinking of yourself, you didn't care about us, you didn't even think about how your choice of words could have affected this family, you scared him off- you always hated him, you always hated me." she said as she gestured towards herself, and he just bit his tongue.
Lola sighed, wiping her eyes, "Mama is sick, and, here I am, blaming you for this, when you're all i have, daddys gone, mama- i, if she keeps going like this, sh, she'll be gone too, and-" she'd began to cry a little more, she'd started to choke on her tears, she gasped as Tom placed his hand on her shoulder.
She looked up at him before she hugged him, he sighed, hesitating to wrap her in his arms, until they heard a loud crash, Lola picked her head up from his chest, "What was that?" she asked, "I, It sounded like it came from-" he turned his head around to look at the bathroom door before he dropped her and they both ran to the bathroom door.
"Mama!" "Mom!" they both shouted as they tried to get in the door before Tom turned to Lola, "You Idiot! You locked the door?!" he shouted at her and she shook her head, "N, No, I just closed the door, i, it must be jammed." she said as she continued to tug at the door.
"Mama! A, are you ok, what happened, we can't get the door open! Please mama!" Lola shouted through the door but go no answer, she looked at Tom, "Tommy I think she might be hurt-" "Stand back!" he said as he pushed her back as he stepped back, giving him some distance from the door before he rammed into it, but it didn't seem to do any good.
Tom looked at his sister, "Don't just stand there dummy! Go get some fucking help!" he ordered, "I, I'll keep trying to get the door open- go now!" he shouted at her before he ran into the door again as Lola nodded and ran out the door, maybe if she got aunt Sandy, and Uncle squiddy, they could help.
Lola yelped as she'd tumbled down the stairs, she was in such a rush that she'd tripped on one of her toys and slipped, grunting as she landed at the bottom of the stairs with a thud, thankful that she was a sponge, she didn't have time to waste, so she got up and ran to the door, flinging it open before she fell back after she'd bumped into something heavy.
Spongebob reached for his chest as he approached the city, he could see his house from up here, and he'd begun to make his decent, for some reason, he'd began to feel uneasy, looking at his house from here, was there something in the water? He felt sick, he hadn't seen his family in days, how would they react if he just showed up.
Maybe he should have called ahead, hmm but, was reminded that his phone had sunk to the bottom of that frozen river. How much could have changed, what if he went home and found her with someone else? Could he handle it? What if she hated him? What if she had forgot about him, what if she didn't want anything to do with him?
"Savage, I, I'm having second thoughts-" "TELL ME THAT'S HOW YOU THINK SHE IS, WHEN SHE ISN'T- I'VE WATCHED YOU TWO SINCE YOU WERE KIDS, SHE ISN'T LIKE THAT." Savage said, and Spongebob sighed, he was right, "You're right, Laura isn't like that- but, do you think she still loves me? What if we go back and-"
"THERE'S ONLY ONE WAY TO FIND OUT-" he said as they crashed into the sand on the other side of the road, Spongebob grunted, spitting out some dirt, "A softer landing would have been nice." he said as he stood up and wiped the sand off his shoulders, sighing as he looked up at the Pineapple, "I don't know, Savage, something doesn't feel right-"
"I KNOW- I feel the same." he replied his voice softening a bit as they approached the Pineapple.
Lola groaned as she rubbed her head before she looked up, focusing on the familiar silhouette that hung in the doorway. Once her eyes adjusted, she found it was her father, wearing strange clothes and a surprised expression that turned into concern, for his daughters face was stained with the remnants of tears, while new ones already began to bubble in the rims.
"Lola? What is it? What are you crying? What's wrong?" he asked as he picked her up, but all she could do was sob, seeing her father again, and so sudden, made her choke on her tears, she didn't even waste another second, and rushed to hug him before she gasped.
"M, mama- she- daddy-" she couldn't get her words out as fast as she was pointing up stairs, seeing her face, that look, that feeling that he had in his gut tripled as he pushed past her, it made him feel sick.
Thomas gasped as his father barged into the room, turning to his son, "Your mother, Tom, wh, where is she? Where's your mom?!" he raised his voice, his face turning red with anxiety. The adolescent pointed to the bathroom, unable to get his words out before his father pushed him back.
"LAURA!" Spongebob shouted in terror, trying the door handle only to find it jammed shut. He reeled back, pushing his son away from his trajectory, and rammed his left shoulder into the solid steel bathroom door. The metal twisted in half and slammed against the sink, busting the water pipe and shattering the mirror, while he sat on the ground for a second to regain his bearings. His vision focused on a pale, naked woman: his wife, who lay lifeless under the shower, the curtains had fallen on her, probably from trying to pull herself up
"N, no." his voice shook, shaking his head as he fell to his knees, picking her up out of the shower, holding her closer, she was so small, thin, he picked up one of her cold hands, so small and boney, she felt de- No, no he wouldn't dare think of her that way.
"No, Laura-" he said again more sternly, but more distraught. He placed his face on her cold forehead, tears streamed down his face and upon hers, moving her a little, she wouldn't even respond, and she only got colder.
"NO!" He threw his head up, bursting into a full cry of painful agony, his voice shaking the home as he rocked on his heels, pulling her in closer as he began to choke on his tears.
The man in his mind twitched his shoulder, standing still, for all he could do was listen to this man wallow in grief. He'd even lowered his tail and let it drag behind him. The demon lifted his head to try and say something, but ultimately thought it best not to speak up. Just let him have his moment...
"LAURA, NO! PLEASE, NEPTUNE! TELL ME YOU DIDN'T CLAIM HER! PLEASE!" Spongebob begged, trembling, as he held the frail woman in his arms, kissing her cheek and forehead over and over, rocking her back and forth like a newborn infant in his grievous embrace. "WHY?! HNN WHY?!" he screamed, choking between sobs, holding her as close as he possibly could.
The children in the other room, still sitting in silence, turned away from the sight. They couldn't bear to think that their mother had died, and so soon. They were just with her a minute ago, and now, it was as if that minute should've lasted forever. Lola wiped her tears, shooting a stare back over at tom, whose eyes were glistening with guilt soaked tears and contempt in himself for the moment. Despite their arguments, the children pulled each other in a hug and cried into each other's shoulder, just letting the tears fall for as long as they could.
Spongebob kissed her forehead, then her eyelid, until he rested his cheek against her. "Please baby, n, no- you can't- hnn you Can't leave me, N, not again!" he shouted before he kissed her, hmm, maybe if- he laid her down and began to perform Cpr, being careful not to break her ribs.
"Hnn, please, Laura- you, you can't leave me, not like this, I, I can't live without you, please!" he begged as he continued to push on her chest, before putting his mouth back on hers.
"Mhn.." a tiny groan seemed to break through his sea of sobbing, and Robert stopped and looked at Laura, to witness a true miracle, She shivered from being outside of the bath, and groaned while writhing in his touch. Her stomach broke the silence, and it didn't sound good. It sounded very empty. He had a chance to save her. He has to save her, she's alive, and she can still get well!
The concerned man ran his still trembling wife to the living room, where he wrapped her in a warm blanket. He then darted to the kitchen, and prepared a small snack to get her energy up with at least for now. A sliced banana could help with vitamins and a small avocado for healthy fats.
After prepping and slicing up the fruits, he returned to her as fast as he could. "Here, Laura eat, please...!" He pleaded, holding up a few pieces to her lips, but she was too weak to open it, and he didn't want to force it down her throat and cause her to throw up and get even more sick. He shook, setting down the fruits and picking her up again sideways, dashing to the front door.
Gunning it to the hospital was not the best idea, but with his boat out of commission, there was no other option, unless...
"Savage! You need to help me fly again! I need to save her, and i need your help!..." but the demon didn't answer. He was too busy poking his foot around the fleshy ground of spongebob's brain, like a child.
"SAVAGE!" spongebob called out, more intimidating, and made the demon flicker for a second. "Look, I know we're different, and I know that you're not exactly a good person, but it doesn't mean that you always have to be! You can save her, and prove to yourself the one thing you've always hated to admit!" savage chuckled, sitting down on the floor, drawing some blood in the consciousness and splashing around in it.
"OH YEAH, HEH... YOU'D KNOW, WOULDN'T YOU? WHAT I HATE TO... 'ADMIT' IS IT? WELL, I'D SURE LIKE TO HEAR IT. BECAUSE I HAVE NO FUCKING CLUE WHAT YOU'RE ON ABOUT, SQUAREPANTS..." savage poked his toes in the blood, soaking it up a little.
Spongebob stared down at his feet, before looking back up again with confidence, "That you never wanted to be the bad guy."
The devil, leaned over the puddle to stare at his own reflection, hating it as he always did. Who wouldn't hate this face?...hmm...
Out of the blue, the demon granted his wings upon the worried father, as he just continued to sit there, soaking up the blood and staring at himself until all of the liquid was absorbed into him, and he could no longer see his twisted face. If only being able to disappear was as simple as that.
A doctor who was sitting at their desk became shocked as a man suddenly crashed through the front door out of nowhere, shattering the glass in the process, and they pushed their wheeled chair away from his field of touch, fearing he was a mutant of some kind. But after seeing a sick person in his arms, their fear changed to worry, and they paged more doctors instantly.
"Doc, please take care of her, please!" Spongebob said, catching up to the team of doctors and nurses wheeling his beloved down a long, white corridor. The smell of this place brought back haunting memories... each involving something that happened to her, all of which he blamed himself. He felt nauseous, but he repressed the thought, so he can concentrate on assisting his wife in anyway possible.
"Um, Doctor sear?" Called a nurse from a chilled medical cabinet, "We appear to be out of Sponge Blood Plasma... do we just use Coral instead...?" She was obviously new and inexperienced. Before the doctor could explain to her why that notion was hair-brained, Spongebob stepped up, offering his arm to the doctor.
"T, Take mine! Here, take it all, t, take as much as you need, I, i have plenty, just please! PLEASE don't let her die." he said as he grabbed the man, "I can't lose her Doc, she means everything to me." he shook his head, and the doctor looked at the ashamed nuser before turning back to this woman's loving husband, and nodded before she took him in the room with Laura.
"Alright, Now deep breath in..." the doctor said, while inserting a large needle into Spongebob's vein in the crook of his right elbow. "Laura..." he began to tear up again, thinking about what would happen if this didn't work. They'd already hooked her up to a feeding tube, but it wouldn't be enough. She needed his plasma or she was going to perish.
Her breathing was shallow as it was. Robert began to pump his fist, and a stream of his blood slunk it's way through a machine and spun quickly. He watched as a byproduct came through the other tube connected to her left arm, a reddish clear liquid. Robert looked at her face the best he could, allowing his eyes to settle on her lips, which seemed to tremble. His body quivered from the depression hitting again, just by looking at her. Was she trying to kill herself because... he left? That thought only made him feel ashamed and sick. He did this... This was all his fault.
Savage continued to sit back in the back of his mind, his arms crossed as he looked over this sick woman, so pale and weak, he felt like he had been here before, in this spot, with another, but where had he seen this?
Huh? He gasped as he felt something cold touch his chest, looking down to see that there was a crystal clear drop, what was this? He asked himself as he wiped his eye, was he leaking? No.. crying? For what?
He stared at a crystal water drop that was perched perfectly on the tip of his finger, he looked closer, as he could see something, through the tear drop, he could see that the color of Laura's skin had changed into a pale brown color, he gasped.
"L, Laurel?" he whispered a name before the tear had suddenly popped, and he closed his eyes and let out a sigh, closing his hand.
Spongebob closed his eyes as he reached his other hand up to cover his face as he began to cry some more, until he heard a moan, he looked up to watch as her eyes started to flutter open.
He practically jumped from his seat, but was quickly reminded that he must keep pumping his arm. He didn't want to contain his joy, but he also didn't want to frighten her. He only stared, and awaited her voice to speak whenever she felt fit enough to. His ears were met with a solemn sound, however. A very weak sounding Laura, and it made his heart sink.
"Hmm, R, robert?" she croaked, before she started to tear up, she could have sworn she heard his voice, but it must've been in her head, she began to cry some more, until she felt someone touch her hand, looking over, her vision was blurred but she could see someone next to her, they were talking to her but she couldn't understand what they were saying.
Spongebob leaned closer, making sure not to pull the needles out,he reached his other hand to touch her cheek, her eyes widened, "Sp, Robert?" she narrowed her eyes as her vision began to clear and gasped, finally able to hear his beautiful voice.
"O, oh, Robert." she began to cry, "you, you came back." she smiled,and he nodded, "Of course i came back, I, i couldn't stay away any longer, I missed you so much, I lo, love you, hnn, More than anything in this world, ya know that?" he smiled, and she smiled back before she began to frown.
"But, you left me.." she said, and he lowered his head, taking his hand off her, "I, i know, and It was the biggest mistake that Id ever made, I, I just thought-" he began to cry some more, pulling away from her as he wiped his eyes.
"I thought that, you didn't love me anymore-" he said, "Wh, what?" she asked, her voice still weak she tried to sit but found that she was too weak, and he made her lay back down, telling her that he needed to stay in bed.
Laura shook her head, "how could you think that?" she asked and he sat back down, he bit his lip, "Hmm, well.. After what I did-" "Robert, I forgave you for that-" "You were still afraid of me though, you stopped talking to me, you wouldn't even look at me the same way, we hadn't shared the same bed, or kissed, I, i couldn't even remember when the last time you said you loved me, and- I, I didn't want to make you feel like you had to, I thought that-" he shook his head.
"I thought that, if i had left, it would have been better, f, for all of us, I couldn't even protect you Laura, I made a promise, and- I couldn't even keep it, I hurt you and- I, I nearly killed my kids, i, If had hurt them- I would have, I would have killed myself, but you-" he shook his head.
"I couldn't even protect you from the beginning, when you were in the Navy, i couldn't even swim to you, you lost your legs b, because of Me! Your cancer, you- i, I- what kind o, of man, huh-" he began to hyperventilate, choking on his tears and she shook her head, tears streaming down her face, it hurt so much this feeling, watching as he broke down in front of her.
Laura awed under her breath before she bit her lip, attempting to sit up, but hissed, falling back into her bed for a minute, but shook her head, he needed her, he need to hear her say it, he needed someone to hold, 'Ok Laura, you have to get up, f, for him.. Show this man you love him!' she said to herself.
"Ah." she gasped, she was sitting up, turning towards him, she was so weak, it was hard to sit up like this, but he needed it, he looked up at her, sitting up, "Laura! Wh,what are you doing, you have to stay in this bed, it-" he froze when she fell into him, hugging him, wrapping her arms around him.
"I, I'm so sorry, Robert." she said, and he shook his head, "N, No, no, do Not apologize for this, you hear me? None of this is your fault-" "I'm the one that made you feel that way, don't tell me is not my fault, because it is- I should have known better, I forgot who you were for a moment, you are my husband, and I Love you." she said as she held his face.
Spongebob smiled, kissing her, before he pulled out, shaking his head, "I, I shouldn't have left you." he said as he held her hands, "We should have talked it over, but-" "You don't need to blame this on you, we're both responsible, i'll admit, that, I, i was afraid of you, because every time i saw you, i, i saw-" she hesitated.
"I made you feel like you weren't loved, and i'm sorry, because, after you left, n, none of that mattered anymore, I couldn't believe you said you wanted a divorce, i kept playing the question over, and over in my head, why you left me, i felt so dark, and cold, a piece of me had died, I couldn't remember how to do anything right, I thought id never see you again." she said and he just looked at her.
"I, if you stayed, I, i promise to love you again, e, even if you have that monster inside you, because i can't bare the thought of losing you again." she said as she gripped his shirt. Spongebob smiled, running his hands down her sides, "I can't stay away from you, you'd have to kill me to keep me away." he said, and she smiled, "But.." he hesitated.
"This guy, in my head, he's apart of us now-" he started and she backed out of the hug, listening to what he had to say, he reached his hand up to his chest, "H, he's going to change, for us, and.. I know it's too much to ask but.. If you could look into your heart, a, and talk with him.. H, he won't hurt you, not again, he regrets what he did, he was only hurting, but thh, he wan to make it right to you, i, if you'll let him." Spongebob said as she glanced at his chest where he had been touching, like she could see through him.
She gripped onto the sheets below her, she really didn't want anything to do with that guy, but.. It had to be done, she, They needed to get past this. Laura nodded, but didn't bother to look up at him, Spongebob stared at her for a few seconds before he nodded as they changed places.
She bit her teeth, sitting scared as she could feel the room grow colder, and a little darker. Savage stared at his hands for a few seconds before he closed them, sighing, "LOOK, I KNOW THAT I'M NOT.. A VERY GOOD PERSON-" he started, "ESPECIALLY AFTER ALL THE THINGS THAT I HAVE TO.. UH.. TO KEEP MYSELF FROM THE, THE REAL ME." his eyes glossed in the flickering lights of the hospital room.
"I KNOW YOU COULD NEVER FORGIVE SOMETHING LIKE THAT... I KNOW YOU DON'T WANT TO, AND I WON'T FORCE YOU... BUT IF YOU'LL GIVE ME A CHANCE TO... TO MAKE THINGS RIGHT BY YOU, I'LL TAKE ANY BONE YOU THROW AT ME. I CAN LEARN... TO USE MYSELF IN A... PROPER... FASHION... IF YOU'LL BE MY TEACHER." He shifted his foot behind his tail that slowly creeped around his chilling stature.
"THE THINGS I'VE DONE IN MY LIFE... WERE ALL BECAUSE..." He paused, darting his lifeless eyes to his knees, brushing his thumb over the cap of it, "THEY WERE ALL BECAUSE I WAS... AFRAID." he looked to Laura, her fearful expression faded into her now disbelieving face.
How could someone like him feel fear, or even admit it? She sat back into her pillow to rest her back, but she stayed upright to continue listening to him, but with more intrigue. Savage dropped his heavy head, shaking it, his horns scraping against the ends of his clavicle. "I DON'T ORDINARILY SAY THIS KIND OF THING, FORGIVE ME FOR THAT, BUT, I HARDLY COULD FIND THE WORDS TO EXPRESS MY DISTRESS TO ANYONE, BECAUSE THEY ALL TREATED ME LIKE SHIT... AND THEY WEREN'T FAR OFF... I'M HELL SPAWN. I SHOULDN'T EVEN BE HERE RIGHT NOW. I'M THE TRUE SCUM OF THIS WORLD, BUT NO MATTER HOW MUCH SOMEONE TRIES TO GET RID OF ME, I ALWAYS COME BACK."
"MY FATHER... HE WAS THE DEVIL... SO OF COURSE, HE'D EXPECT ME TO ACT A CERTAIN WAY SO AS NOT TO DISTURB MY DESTINED PATH. IT WAS CHOSEN FOR ME FROM BIRTH. I DIDN'T WANT HIM TO BE MY FATHER... HE WAS CRUEL... HE BEAT ME, UNTIL I BLED. BRUISED ME UNTIL I BROKE. HE CLEAVED MY FLESH FROM MY BONES, BUT ALL I COULD DO... WAS TAKE IT... IT WASN'T FAIR TO YOU... THAT I TRIED TO DO THE SAME..." he picked his head up slowly, chuckling a little.
"FUNNY HOW MUCH I HATED MY FATHER AND YET, I STILL ENDED UP BECOMING HIM, HUH.. HMM..." Savage stared at a painting on the wall of a beautiful flower, lost in reflection. His memories danced around him in his conscious state, as if he was back in his past.
Savage hummed as he stood in a clear opening, surrounded by golden yellow flowers, "HUH? WH, WHAT? WHERE AM-" he stopped talking as his ears picked up on a few sweet sounding giggles, turning around, he couldn't see where the sounds were coming from until someone appeared a few feet away, a woman, with brown skin, and a long white dress, waving to him.
Savage smiled, laughing like he couldn't believe what he was seeing, "L, Laurel- i, is that- huh?" his vision blurred as he was brought back to the darkened room, he'd begun to look around the room for the woman but found that it was just an illusion, and he just looked at Laura who was staring at him.
"Laurel?" she questioned, and his expression widened, "WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?" He raised his voice, and she leaned back against his tone, "Who's Laurel?" she asked, and he blinked, looking away.
"N, NO BODY.. JUST, SOMEONE YOU REMINDED ME OF, IS ALL… BUT IT WAS A LONG.. LONG TIME AGO, SO IT'S NOT.. IT'S NOT IMPORTANT.." he said with a nervous chuckle, brushing it off, "PLEASE, UH.. L, LAURA.. GIVE ME A CHANCE TO BE THE MAN I WASN'T MEANT TO BE.. HELP ME BECOME A BETTER MAN, I, I DON'T WANT TO BE THE BAD GUY ANYMORE." he begged her, desperately looking into her face for a reaction of some sort, but she just blinked at him, occasionally gripping onto her arm where the needle was.
Savage sighed, "I DON'T EXPECT YOU TO FORGIVE ME, AN, ANYTIME SOON, AND I WOULDN'T BLAME YOU, BUT.." "If i help you, you have to obey the rules that i set-" she started and he smiled, nodding, "A, ANYTHING." he said and she sighed, "First, you must do what we say, me and Robert, when we say.." she started.
"EASY." he smiled as he got up and sat back down on his feet (like L, from death note), "WHAT ELSE." she glared at him, "second, you must, get along with my husband, and kids.." "Eh, I CAN TRY MY BEST." he nodded, she sighed, "Now don't think for a second that this changes things, it will take awhile for me to trust you so-" Savage nodded, "I UNDERSTAND, LIKE I SAID, YOU DON'T HAVE TO FORGIVE ME, OR TRUST ME, ALL I'M ASKING IS FOR YOU TO JUST GIVE ME A CHANCE, LET ME PROVE THAT I CAN CHANGE, THAT I CAN BE GOOD."
Laura sighed, "I'll grant you this last chance, if my husband trusts you then, i should too, now i'd like to have my husband back, if you don't mind, Savage." she said, and he nodded as he switched over.
Spongebob smiled down at his wife, "You're starting to look better." he said, already able to see that her color had returned, and she smiled, "Do you think it's a good idea?" she asked, and he sighed, "I think it is." he said before she yawned, and he smiled, "Looks like you're starting to get a little sleepy there, why don't you get some rest, i'm gonna go pick the kids up, and.. Probably take a shower, i smell like a bag of fried onion rings." he laughed as he leaned down to kiss her.
"I'll be back in the morning to get you, ok?" he said, and she smiled, "ok." she replied a she let go of him as she yawned and fell back to sleep.
Well, I have nothing to really say about this, atm.. Just, i hope this chapter ending was ok.. im gonna take a breather bc.. i need to breathe..