Simon's Choice
Chapter 8/?
A 7th Heaven Fan Fic by Lucky Star
Chapter 8: Bad News
I sat on the bench outside the hospital for a long time after Victoria left. Even though I just met her I felt a little black void where she had just been.
Something about her really got to me, got under my skin as they say. I never understood what that meant until Victoria was gone, and I sat there wishing she was still sitting with me.
I wondered if she could have been my soul mate, and what if I had just missed my chance with her?
I hoped Mykaela hadn't scared her off. She had seemed so shocked when I told her Mykaela was my daughter. Maybe I shouldn't have told her that. I might have lost my chance with her because of it.
I should have told her Mykaela doesn't have a mother. Maybe she thought I had a girl friend, and that's why she left so suddenly. I should have told her...Or maybe I shouldn't have told her anything. I could have let her believe Mykaela was my sister, but then if we became friends, or someday more than friends, I would have to tell her the truth and then our whole friendship would have been based on a lie.
As if on cue to distract me from crazy thoughts like that, Mykaela let out a little scream, effectively jolting me back to reality.
"You're right, sweetheart," I told her and determined the cause of her cry was a dirty diaper. "It's time to go in and check on Grandpa. Grandma too, I think." I gathered her things and headed inside.
Some people had moved, but the room was essentially just how I left it. Somber and depressing.
I looked at Lucy, then Kevin, and Kevin shook his head. I took it to mean there had been no updates on Dad's condition.
I changed Mykaela's diaper in a corner of the room before approaching Mom. She said nothing but took Mykaela from me and buried her face in the baby's stomach for a moment before looking at me.
Tears had filled her eyes and I knew Kevin's head shake didn't mean there had been no news. It meant there had been bad news.
Mom sat down with Mykaela and focused her complete attention on the little girl. Kevin had gotten up from the sofa, leaving Lucy with Ben and Robbie. He lead me away from everyone else.
I wondered if they had drawn straws to determine who would tell me, or maybe Kevin had been elected because he's a cop. And he never really shows much emotion anyway.
Not one to wear his heart on his sleeve, our Kevin.
I wanted to smack myself for thinking like that at a time like this.
Kevin put his hand on my shoulder. For some reason his touch unnerved me and I felt like bolting away from him, away from the horrible, depressing waiting room. I might have done it if I had Mykaela in my arms.
"There were complications with the surgery." Kevin definitely got voted the one to tell me because he could stand there and say the words like it was nothing. Like nothing was happening, nothing was wrong.
"What are you saying?"
"The nurse didn't really explain anything to us."
He looked at me casually, as if we were discussing the weather. I wanted to ask Lucy why she thought he was the man for her, the one she wanted to marry. Surely she could do better than this emotional robot.
"What did she say, Kevin?"
"There was more damage to his heart than the thought, so the surgery is more complicated than originally planned. He may be on a ventilator for a few days."
"How can you be so calm?" I could hear the accusation in my voice and I wanted to take it back, but I'd already said the words.
Kevin didn't even flinch. "Why weren't you here, with your mother, when she needed you?" Answering a question with a question, a school yard avoidance technique. What else would I expect from the emotionless one?
I narrowed my eyes at him, then turned and went over to my mother. I thought of the first time she had held Mykaela, and wished we could go back to that morning, just a month ago, before we knew Dad was sick.
I sat down beside her and put my hand on her knee. She freed her fingers from Mykaela's grasp and covered my hand with hers. I turned my palm toward her and gave hers a little squeeze.
"He's going to be okay, Mom."
She looked at me and nodded. "I know baby. I was just telling Mykaela that."
"I love you, Mom."
"I love you too, Simon," She whispered and looked down at Mykaela again.
I leaned back in the seat, still holding Mom's hand, and wondered what Victoria was doing right then. I hoped her grandma was okay, and God help me I know I shouldn't be thinking about a girl at a time like this, but I hoped I would run into her again.
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Well, that's the end of chapter 8. Hopefully we'll find out if Eric will be okay in the next chapter. I haven't decided yet, so any thoughts on the outcome of his surgery are welcome :) Until then, thanks for reading, and please review. You guys are the best! Thanks! Lucky Star (JjsLuckyStar@aol.com)
Chapter 8/?
A 7th Heaven Fan Fic by Lucky Star
Chapter 8: Bad News
I sat on the bench outside the hospital for a long time after Victoria left. Even though I just met her I felt a little black void where she had just been.
Something about her really got to me, got under my skin as they say. I never understood what that meant until Victoria was gone, and I sat there wishing she was still sitting with me.
I wondered if she could have been my soul mate, and what if I had just missed my chance with her?
I hoped Mykaela hadn't scared her off. She had seemed so shocked when I told her Mykaela was my daughter. Maybe I shouldn't have told her that. I might have lost my chance with her because of it.
I should have told her Mykaela doesn't have a mother. Maybe she thought I had a girl friend, and that's why she left so suddenly. I should have told her...Or maybe I shouldn't have told her anything. I could have let her believe Mykaela was my sister, but then if we became friends, or someday more than friends, I would have to tell her the truth and then our whole friendship would have been based on a lie.
As if on cue to distract me from crazy thoughts like that, Mykaela let out a little scream, effectively jolting me back to reality.
"You're right, sweetheart," I told her and determined the cause of her cry was a dirty diaper. "It's time to go in and check on Grandpa. Grandma too, I think." I gathered her things and headed inside.
Some people had moved, but the room was essentially just how I left it. Somber and depressing.
I looked at Lucy, then Kevin, and Kevin shook his head. I took it to mean there had been no updates on Dad's condition.
I changed Mykaela's diaper in a corner of the room before approaching Mom. She said nothing but took Mykaela from me and buried her face in the baby's stomach for a moment before looking at me.
Tears had filled her eyes and I knew Kevin's head shake didn't mean there had been no news. It meant there had been bad news.
Mom sat down with Mykaela and focused her complete attention on the little girl. Kevin had gotten up from the sofa, leaving Lucy with Ben and Robbie. He lead me away from everyone else.
I wondered if they had drawn straws to determine who would tell me, or maybe Kevin had been elected because he's a cop. And he never really shows much emotion anyway.
Not one to wear his heart on his sleeve, our Kevin.
I wanted to smack myself for thinking like that at a time like this.
Kevin put his hand on my shoulder. For some reason his touch unnerved me and I felt like bolting away from him, away from the horrible, depressing waiting room. I might have done it if I had Mykaela in my arms.
"There were complications with the surgery." Kevin definitely got voted the one to tell me because he could stand there and say the words like it was nothing. Like nothing was happening, nothing was wrong.
"What are you saying?"
"The nurse didn't really explain anything to us."
He looked at me casually, as if we were discussing the weather. I wanted to ask Lucy why she thought he was the man for her, the one she wanted to marry. Surely she could do better than this emotional robot.
"What did she say, Kevin?"
"There was more damage to his heart than the thought, so the surgery is more complicated than originally planned. He may be on a ventilator for a few days."
"How can you be so calm?" I could hear the accusation in my voice and I wanted to take it back, but I'd already said the words.
Kevin didn't even flinch. "Why weren't you here, with your mother, when she needed you?" Answering a question with a question, a school yard avoidance technique. What else would I expect from the emotionless one?
I narrowed my eyes at him, then turned and went over to my mother. I thought of the first time she had held Mykaela, and wished we could go back to that morning, just a month ago, before we knew Dad was sick.
I sat down beside her and put my hand on her knee. She freed her fingers from Mykaela's grasp and covered my hand with hers. I turned my palm toward her and gave hers a little squeeze.
"He's going to be okay, Mom."
She looked at me and nodded. "I know baby. I was just telling Mykaela that."
"I love you, Mom."
"I love you too, Simon," She whispered and looked down at Mykaela again.
I leaned back in the seat, still holding Mom's hand, and wondered what Victoria was doing right then. I hoped her grandma was okay, and God help me I know I shouldn't be thinking about a girl at a time like this, but I hoped I would run into her again.
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Well, that's the end of chapter 8. Hopefully we'll find out if Eric will be okay in the next chapter. I haven't decided yet, so any thoughts on the outcome of his surgery are welcome :) Until then, thanks for reading, and please review. You guys are the best! Thanks! Lucky Star (JjsLuckyStar@aol.com)