The Letter. THE CHANGE.
The Lie.
Chapter 57:
June 30
*Mia's POV*
The still air hung as I stared at the off white wall in front
of me. The constant beeping of the heart monitor was the only sound
coming from the room. I sideway glanced over at the little
boy.
I shook my head and rested it in my
hands. I promised myself I wouldn't do this, I promised this
wouldn't happen. I promised I wouldn't get attached to
Milo. But I have and now I have to deal with the consequences.
The feeling I felt when I realized he wasn't breathing rose
up in my chest. The feeling of helplessness and horror all
wrapped up into one, a feeling I never want to feel
again.
The sound of a door opening caused
me to lift my head. Standing in the doorway was the one person I
needed right then. His blue eyes were moving frantically trying
to see everything that was happening at once. I stood up and
wiped my sweaty palms on the back of my pants.
I could tell Niall didn't know
if he should come over and see me or if he should go to Milo
first. He picked Milo and I couldn't blame him. He took his
son's small hand and stared down at him; he was still
connected up to everything even though he was fine on his
own.
I looked back at the door and saw
everyone waiting there in the door way. I motioned with my head
that everyone could come in and Katia was the first one to slowly
wander through the door. She glanced over at Milo but walked
straight to me and wrapped me in her arms. I hugged her tightly
back, trying not to crack. I had yet to cry and I didn't want
to.
Katia let me go but held on to me
by my shoulders. Staring at me straight in the eyes she asked me
if I was okay. I nodded and gave her a weak smile. She hugged me
tightly for just a second more before completely letting me
go.
As she as let me go though I was
wrapped up in another pair of arms. I melted into his embrace.
"Its going to al be okay," he said. I don't know if
it was to reassure me or not but it helped. It was just nice to
know that he was here.
Our embrace was cut short by the
sound of knocking at the door. The doctor from before was
standing there, a clipboard in his hand. A space was made for him
and he walked in. He reached his hand out and Niall took
it.
"Hello, you must be Mr.
Horan," he smile.
"Yes sir," Niall
nodded.
"As I have already told your
wife," he motioned to me and I internally cringed.
"Your son is fine. He is able to breathe on his own but we
want to keep him here for a couple day to watch him."
I felt everyone look at me at the
mention of the word wife, but no one dared to say a word. Niall
nodded. "When will you be able to know what
happened?"
The doctor shrugged with a grim
expression. "We won't get the test results until later
this week. We should know more by then. You were lucky though, if
he would of been discovered just a moment later it might of been
too late."
"Does he have any internal
damage?" Niall asked. I mentally shot myself, I hadn't
even thought about that. Milo might be psychically scarred for
life and I would never know.
"Not that we can tell. I
don't believe he was not breathing long enough for that to
happen," the doctor looked at Milo as he spoke. I glanced
over at his fragile body myself; he softly lifted his foot. The
image of his motionless body flashed through my
mind.
"Thank you doctor," Niall
shook his hand once again before the doctor left, leaving us all
once again.
As soon as the door shut I started
apologizing. "I am so sorry I forget to call. I was so
worried about Milo and I had to turn my phone off and I
didn't even think about it. I am so sorry you must of be
worried and I should of called. You should of known...." I
rambled.
"Shhh, Mia. You're fine. I
understand, I'm not mad at you," he tried to reassure
me.
"You aren't?" I rose
my eye brows slightly and started chewing nervously on the corner
of my bottom lip.
"No," he shook his head.
"I was just worried something terrible had happened to both
of you."
"Plus Mrs. Horan," he
added with a smirk. "You were worried about Milo, and that
means more than anything."
My cheeks became a rosy red almost
instantly and I shyly smiled at the ground. "It was the only
way they were going to let me into the room with
him."
"Its alright babe, I'm not
mad," he whispered to me before kissing me softly. He moved
behind me and held me as we talked to everyone, spending our
entire evening in the small hospital room, all trying to think
the same thought.
Tessa had just died of lung and
heart failure, what if Milo was too?
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hello
everyone! So what do you guys think should happen to Milo? shoe
live? Should he live but have disabilites(ie pyshical or mental)?
Should he die?? I want to hear what you guys think should happen.
The next couple chapters kind of go away from the whole Milo issue
but I come back so don't worry. last chapter for tonight! Thank you
so much for reading! Love you all!
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1D_Fanfiction · 1 decade ago
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He should have a slight disability (like nothing that severe. Maybe he's just slow learning or something) and then when he gets a little bit older he has another attack but this one is worse and so he's on life support and Niall has to make the decion to put him out of the misery of constantly not breathing or Milo has to always be hooked up to a tank of oxygen