My New Dad Hunts Ghost
Comfort
Zak’s POV
“So I need this place to be blessed or something, whatever it takes to get this thing out.” I explained to the priest in front of me.
He nodded and grabbed his bag before giving me instructions. God I hope this works.
Kevin’s POV
I sat in the waiting room with everyone; Claire, Brad, Alex, and Randy came with me too.
What even happened?
How did it happen?
Will she be alright?
I had a million and one questions I wanted answers to; currently the girls were in there with her cousin Mikey.
They only allowed three people in at a time and he refused to leave her side.
Alex and Claire came out and Randy and Brad stood to comfort them. They looked at me and I motioned them forward.
“Go before me, I’ll stay and comfort the girls,” I smiled and they nodded.
I stood and wrapped each girl under one arm as they sobbed into my chest.
“It’s alright,” I coxed. “She’ll pull through, she’s a fighter,” I don’t know who I was trying to convince more, them or me.
After a few minutes the guys came back out and took the girls from my arms.
I took a deep breath before going to her room door, I slowly opened it and heard a constant bleeping, the air smelled stale yet clean, the room was bright and I slowly walked in.
Mikey sat by her side with one hand inside of hers. He didn’t acknowledge me so I didn’t bother him.
I took a seat on the other side of her and slowly took her hand; I was afraid to touch her. Half worried if I touched her she’d break.
I tried to ignore the awkward atmosphere and focus only my girlfriend, this was going to be a long day.
“So I need this place to be blessed or something, whatever it takes to get this thing out.” I explained to the priest in front of me.
He nodded and grabbed his bag before giving me instructions. God I hope this works.
Kevin’s POV
I sat in the waiting room with everyone; Claire, Brad, Alex, and Randy came with me too.
What even happened?
How did it happen?
Will she be alright?
I had a million and one questions I wanted answers to; currently the girls were in there with her cousin Mikey.
They only allowed three people in at a time and he refused to leave her side.
Alex and Claire came out and Randy and Brad stood to comfort them. They looked at me and I motioned them forward.
“Go before me, I’ll stay and comfort the girls,” I smiled and they nodded.
I stood and wrapped each girl under one arm as they sobbed into my chest.
“It’s alright,” I coxed. “She’ll pull through, she’s a fighter,” I don’t know who I was trying to convince more, them or me.
After a few minutes the guys came back out and took the girls from my arms.
I took a deep breath before going to her room door, I slowly opened it and heard a constant bleeping, the air smelled stale yet clean, the room was bright and I slowly walked in.
Mikey sat by her side with one hand inside of hers. He didn’t acknowledge me so I didn’t bother him.
I took a seat on the other side of her and slowly took her hand; I was afraid to touch her. Half worried if I touched her she’d break.
I tried to ignore the awkward atmosphere and focus only my girlfriend, this was going to be a long day.
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So sorry I haven’t updated in forever. Life’s been… well you know kicking down human’s like it loves to do.Recently more so than the past. I mean it must be getting bad if I relapsed last night. So fucking what? >_< A year, a whole year, 12 months, 365 days without an incident so if I want to fuck up once in a while I should be allowed to alright?
Judge me I don’t give a fuck, a year is a long fucking time. People have done better and people have done worse but they aren’t me and I’m not them.
Ignore me, I’m just trying to justify my fuck up >.>
So sorry this was long, I started a new GAC fic that you should check out. More supernatural then my normal Zak fics so you should read: Right Place at the Wrong Time
Also the second New Dad Press Conference is up.
-Neche Narcissist