My promise, has been commanded (I think that's the saying) This chapter...this chapter is the chapter where all of the drama starts. I'm really glad that I finally get to write this out. 2 more weeks, then I have the rest of the year to update and all of that great stuff. Ok, here's Chapter 6 of The Rest Of Our Lives:
2023, Clare's POV
I stared at my son, watching him mumble to himself, not have been sleeping in weeks. "Zac honey. Please eat. The bus is coming soon." I asked, and he just nodded. He grabbed his spoon, and threw it into the sink from his seat. His nice light brown shining in the light as he giggled. 8 years old. Zac threw on his shoes and ran out the door. Julia, came downstairs with a depressed face. What is going on?
Julia stared at her phone, and eventually cursed it. "Julia! What's with you?" I asked. "The seventh grade is the problem! It reminds me of Kindergarten. And…someone I met there." Julia scoffed back, getting emotional. "Jules honey. Do you want to talk?" I asked. "No." Julia started, put on her backpack, and kissed me bye. 11 year olds. She walked out the door, and walked to the bus stop. Eli came into the kitchen cheering, "GUESS WHO'S THE NEXT AUTHOR WITH A BRAND NEW…PUBLISHED SERIES! ME!"
"Great Eli! Great!" I cheered along with him, and we kissed each other. "So, what do you think? Read it!" Eli said, handing me the first book. Then, he stacked 9 more books on top of the first one. "Have fun!" Eli suggested, and left. "Goodie." I whispered, opening book 1.
Toronto Middle School, Julia's POV
I walked into middle school with Allison, her blabbing on and on about her boyfriend. "So, Derek ran up to me and we made out. It was awesome. I love being a teenager." Allison said, and I walked into a wall. I looked up, to see that that wall, was a boy. "Oh sorry!" I blushed, and he giggled. I recognize that giggle. "It's ok…Julia right?" he answered. "Yep. Julia Goldsworthy. And you are…" I replied, shaking his hand. "Hunter. Hunter Meyers. You might remember me." The boy said, before I processed what he just said.
"Remember you? I do! How could I forget about the great Hunter Meyers?" I answered, and we giggled. Allison winked at me, and ran off to Derek, who was with his friends. I observed Hunter, to see he's grown a lot of height, his hair is longer, same huge stupidly hot smirk, black clothing with a hint of blue and green, and the same beautiful features of his. "You look just the same!" Hunter exclaimed, checking me out. "Yes I do! Your hair! It's longer!" I replied. "Yup!" Hunter smirked, and we walked to 1st period together.
Northshore Elementary School, Zac's POV
"Damn!" I yelled, as I walked into school. I slammed my books onto my desk, as Samantha Julupriano (Joo-loo-pre-an,o) walked towards my desk. "Hi Zachary Adam Goldsworthy. Nice to know you're in my class!" she greeted and I muttered again. "Again! That's right! This is great!" she replied, and sat next to me. 3rd grade. I hate it. My teacher walked towards me and said, "Zachary, the guidance counselor would like to see you."
I stomped into the office, and Ms. Teat greeted me. "Hey, hey, hey!" Ms. Teat isn't that usual guidance counselor. She was really tall and very round. She was overweight, and had this nice, voice. "Hi Jeanie." I greeted, since she lets me call her by her first name. "Hi Zac. I need to call your parents." She answered. "Why?" I asked, scared. "Zac, you are bipolar. You have all the symptoms." She told me. "Bipolar?" I asked.
Eli's POV
I coughed once again for like the millionth time this year. The coughs were getting larger, and worse. Clare noticed this, but I refuse to go to the doctor. "Eli." Clare started. "No Clare! I'm not going to the doctor!" I yelled, before she got to that point. "Why?" she asked. "Because I won't!" I answered. Clare sighed, and sat down, focusing back on the book. I coughed again, she looked over at me, and I shook my head no. I will NOT go to the doctor.
Clare put down the book, and walked over to the kitchen. The phone rang, and Clare answered it. "Hello?" she said. "Eli! Zac is bipolar!" Clare said, and left for work.
Later That Day, Eli's POV
I coughed and sat on the couch. In the kitchen, Zac and Julia were arguing. I walked up to the counter, and coughed. Julia screamed, and Zac jumped. "What!" I asked. "Dad! You coughed…up…" Julia started by too terrified. "You coughed up blood!" Zac finished. I looked down, and saw the blood on the counter. I went hoarse and started to wheeze. Julia got her cell phone. "Mom! Dad needs help! He coughed up blood!" Julia greeted. Clare talked, and every went heavy and blurry. Then, my eyes started to close, with Zac trying to keep me up. "Dad! Don't sleep!" he chanted. I passed out, lastly hearing the screams and cries of my kids.
At The Torres' House, Adam's POV
I walked into our house and stared at my beautiful wife. 10 years of being married to Fiona. Ten amazing years. Fiona smiled, as our lips met. Fiona giggled, seeing the goofy face I was making. "Crap. Gotta go for work! See ya love ya!" Fiona said, and walked off.
I sat on the couch and the phone rang. "Unknown…" I said to myself, and answered. "Hey this is the Torres house. Who's this?" I asked, since Baptistina was home sick. "Hey it's Rodney. Tell Fiona that I can't take care of Lilli this weekend. Gosh, Lilli misses her mother." The speaker said. "Mother?" I asked. "Sorry sir. Wrong number. Fiona's my wife and we don't have any kids." I immediately said. "Oh well, Fiona and I had sex 10 years ago at her wedding with another guy. Wrong Fi then." He replied. "10 years? I married her for 10 years!" I replied. "Fiona Torres used to be Coyne? She's pregnant again." Rodney answered, then hung up.
She's pregnant!
Eli's POV, At The Hospital
I woke up with a sigh from Clare, and Julia praying with Zac playing his DSi 3D. (Not to be confused with the 3Ds, sorry! Out of ideas for a gaming system) "Eli. We need to talk." Clare said, and motioned for Julia and Zac to walk into the hall. They did so, and Clare started crying. "I talked to the doctor. You have been diagnosed with..."
Ok, here's a sneak peak of a future paragraph:
I stormed out of the cabin, kicking and screaming ripping and breaking anything in my path. I'm a tornado. I kill. But I'm going to die. I'm a fading tornado. Who's about to die. Why talk about my future? All my future is heading towards his death. i looked down, and I saw blood on my wrist. I screamed and writhed in pain as no one payed attention.