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After we had discussed the treatment plans with the doctor, I drove Clarke home. The ride home was silent, with Clarke staring out the window almost the entire time. I didn't like seeing her so... Lifeless.. It just wasn't right. She was a fighter, but this news, it just seemed to make her fall apart, like she just gave up. But I wouldn't let her, no way, no how. When we pulled down the driveway and parked in front of the house, I hopped out first, jogging around the truck to help her out of the truck. She graciously accepted my help, and leaned into my side as I put my arms around her shoulders, walking her inside. "Mommy!" Sebastian cried out with joy when he saw her, and Clarke straightened, smiling as he ran over to her. I smiled some as I watched her scoop up Sebastian, and kiss his cheek. Suddenly, the warmth that had spread through me turned cold, and my smile turned to a frown, and I turned away, only to be blocked by Rory. She looked up at me, and tilted her head. "What's wrong Daddy?" She looked slightly worried. "Nothings wrong honey, Daddy's just tired." I smiled down at her, and she narrowed her eyes, but nodded. I looked over to see Clarke tickling Sebastian, making him screech with giggles, and I smiled, but it was a sad smile. What if she wasn't around to do that later..? No, stop, I can't think like that.. I groaned, and reached up with both hands, digging the heels of my palms against my eyes, shaking my head some. "Daddy?" Rory tugged on my shirt, and I looked down. "Yes honey?" I grabbed her hand. "Can I go ride?" She looked up at me with those big brown eyes. (Because it takes almost a year for a baby to develop the color of her eyes and ears, that's why she was blonde with blue eyes when she was a baby.) Horses were the one thing that she inherited from Clarke, everything else was me, while Sebastian took after Clarke in almost every way. He had the pale, yet healthy, skin, the blue eyes, and the mop of unruly blonde hair on top of his head, and he had a true passion for art and taking care of people. I smiled, and nodded. "Yeah, let's go." I waved at Clarke to let her know we were going out, and she nodded. Rory let go of my hand, running ahead of me to go catch her pony. She had a black little welsh pony named Europa. It took her about 30 minutes to get Europa all ready, and I just sat back, and watched as she worked with her horse.
"Honey, you look tired." I looked at Sebastian, and his slightly red eyes from lack of sleep. He only nodded some in response, and I smiled softly, and scooped him up, carrying him into his room. Sebastian was out almost as soon as his head hit the pillow, and I kissed his forehead before I left, closing the door quietly. I walked over to mine and Bellamy's room, and sat down on the edge of the bed, staring down at the floor. I know it's ridiculous, but I could practically feel the cancer eating away at me. I reached up with my hand, sniffing as I wiped a tear away. I want to fight, but I just don't know if I can. I've never felt so helpless before.. I covered my face with my hands as the tears started to flow, and I shook my head. "Mommy..?" I heard a small voice, and looked up to see Rory, her face flushed from after her ride. "Hey sweety.." I choke out, and her expression is filled with worry, and fear. "Mommy, what's wrong..?" She said quietly, and it took everything not to start crying harder. "Nothing sweety.. Mommy is just going through some things right now.." I said truthfully. Well, partially truthful. Rory only nodded, and walked forward, wrapping her little arms around my neck as she hugged me. I was shocked at first for her ability to stay so calm.. I kept myself together the best I could though.. I couldn't let everything out on her.. That's just too much to bare for a 9 year old. I hugged her back though, closing my eyes tight as I hugged her tight. "Everything will be alright Mommy." She said against my ear, and I choked back a sob as I nodded some. "I know baby, I know.. I love you.." I whispered, and she squeezed tighter. "I love you too, Mommy.." She whispered it. So long as that's the last thing I hear, I think I'll be able to die happily..
May the Feels be with you. *Bows*