Terrible Things

[For the Rockin' Lyrics: A Songfic Competition] My entry for the Songfic Competition with the song "Terrible Things" by Mayday Parade | I DO NOT OWN "Terrible Things" this song rightfully belongs to Mayday Parade. The lyrics will be bolded and in italics.

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4. Four

Now, son, I'm only telling you this

Because life can do terrible things

You'll learn, one day, I'll hope and I'll pray,

That God shows you differently.

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I focused on the road as I drove home, work was tiring today. My boss was a great guy, don’t get me wrong, but he expected so much out of me. I rubbed my temples in an attempt to stop my upcoming headache.

Ugh, I just want to go home.

I pulled up in the driveway of our house and proceeded to shut the door of the car and lock it. I furrowed my brow as I saw a pot plant knocked over and dirt covering the ground surrounding it.

Nevaeh isn’t one to just leave pot plants lying around like that, she loves her garden too much.

I decided not to pay close attention to it though, Elias was probably crying and she had to rush in and take care of him. I opened the front door to our house and called out, “Nevaeh! I’m home!”

I shut the door and set down my keys, I walked into the lounge room expecting Nevaeh there to greet me with a kiss, however I was surprised to see our next door neighbour, Mrs Carter sitting on the couch with a sleeping baby Elias in her arms.

“Mrs Carter?”

Startled, she looked up, “Oh, Adrian, you’re home.”

“Haha, yeah, came home a tad late today, boss is overworking me a bit,” I smiled sheepishly, “Seen my beautiful wife anywhere by chance?”

“… Adrian, there’s something I need to tell you.”

She looked away from me and as soon as I heard that sentence come out of her mouth, I had a sudden sense of foreboding that the thing she was about to tell me, was not good at all.

*****

I had rushed to the hospital as fast as I could, I didn’t care if I had run a few red lights, or gone over the speed limit, my mind was all focused on Nevaeh. I had left our son Elias at home in the care of Mrs Carter for now.

Everything was going by in a blur, I think I can remember demanding the lady at the front desk what room my wife was in, I can remember not bothering to take the elevators, instead rushing up those flights of stairs like we did all those years ago on the first day that we met.

We both had the unfortunate gift of knowing the layout of this hospital like the back of our hands. We came here so frequently it was almost like a second home.

But homes are where you’re meant to feel safe, loved, and happy. I don’t feel any of those things in this cursed place.

*****

“You… you promised, you said that you were getting better, that you’d finally be able to live a long life, that they had guaranteed you that,” my voice was unlike me, it was cracking and the tears that I was holding back were threatening to be let out.

“I know, I know,” she looked so sickly, and if it weren’t for that she’d look exactly the same as the day that she crashed into my life, hospital gown and all, “But sometimes, things don’t go the way we want and we’re just going to have to put up with it and prepare for the next obstacle in life.”

As I knelt by her hospital bed, I finally let the tears slip, “It isn’t fair,” I whispered, “The doctors said that you were getting better. That everything would be alright… I just want you to live.”

She said nothing, but what she did do, was place her hands on my face, wipe away my tears, and gently place her lips against mine.

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She said, "Boy can I tell you a terrible thing?

It seems that I'm sick and I've only got weeks.

Please, don't be sad now, I really believe,

You were the greatest thing that ever happened to me."

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