This was jut something I thought of te other day after re-watching Lockedown and I figured that everyone here would probably like it sine we have the same brain when it comes to CC
Please tell me what you think!
Chase wandered into the house slowly. Anyone could guess that he was very much unhappy that particular day, and they wouldn’t be wrong. It was true that one emotional goodbye had made him happy but there was no happiness now that it had ended. “I have to go” she had said and pulled away. And as she walked away he felt his heart being ripped from his chest. When she closed the door, his heart started its inside shrieks and silent weep. Cries for help he wanted to yell, but they were all so suppressed inside him that he felt them heavier as days away from her went by. Those days were tormenting. He couldn’t help it but imagine how their lives would’ve been if she hadn’t left. He imagined they would have a baby after a year of marriage, he imagined it would be a girl and they would name her Annie, and by the time she turns ten she would have tow brothers and a sister, and they would be named Aaron, Karen and Patrick. He even imagined how it would feel to be a father. How he would hold the baby for the first time, with Cameron lying on the hospital bed her eyes filled with tears of happiness, and everyone visiting them to congratulate them for the new baby. He imagined what kind of troubles his teenage kids would have and how he and Cameron would deal with them. He even saw Annie in her wedding dress and having her first child. He imagined how Cameron’s face would be proud and happy. they would be grey-haired, and walking with the help of a cane, and their grandchild would run to them and sit on Chase’s lap saying “Grandpa, grandpa, talk to me about diagnostics” then Chase would turn to Cameron and smile to her as he remembers every detail of their lives back in that hospital.
And then with a blink of an eye, he’s jerked back to reality, the empty home, the empty heart, the endless loneliness. He kept hoping and hoping, but today that was the official end of their marriage. In that hospital it had ended just like it had begun. There was no room for crying anymore, there was no room for weeping anymore, there was no room for … hoping.
Chase hadn’t realized that he was up all night. He stared through the window as the sun began rising, with its marvelous glow shining on his face. He smiled, and cried at the very same time. If there was no room for hope then there was no life, why would the sun shine every day if it wasn’t to give people hope. “As long as the sun is shining, I’ll be hoping” Chase murmured to himself “I’ll be…… forever hoping”.
Please tell me what you think!
Chase wandered into the house slowly. Anyone could guess that he was very much unhappy that particular day, and they wouldn’t be wrong. It was true that one emotional goodbye had made him happy but there was no happiness now that it had ended. “I have to go” she had said and pulled away. And as she walked away he felt his heart being ripped from his chest. When she closed the door, his heart started its inside shrieks and silent weep. Cries for help he wanted to yell, but they were all so suppressed inside him that he felt them heavier as days away from her went by. Those days were tormenting. He couldn’t help it but imagine how their lives would’ve been if she hadn’t left. He imagined they would have a baby after a year of marriage, he imagined it would be a girl and they would name her Annie, and by the time she turns ten she would have tow brothers and a sister, and they would be named Aaron, Karen and Patrick. He even imagined how it would feel to be a father. How he would hold the baby for the first time, with Cameron lying on the hospital bed her eyes filled with tears of happiness, and everyone visiting them to congratulate them for the new baby. He imagined what kind of troubles his teenage kids would have and how he and Cameron would deal with them. He even saw Annie in her wedding dress and having her first child. He imagined how Cameron’s face would be proud and happy. they would be grey-haired, and walking with the help of a cane, and their grandchild would run to them and sit on Chase’s lap saying “Grandpa, grandpa, talk to me about diagnostics” then Chase would turn to Cameron and smile to her as he remembers every detail of their lives back in that hospital.
And then with a blink of an eye, he’s jerked back to reality, the empty home, the empty heart, the endless loneliness. He kept hoping and hoping, but today that was the official end of their marriage. In that hospital it had ended just like it had begun. There was no room for crying anymore, there was no room for weeping anymore, there was no room for … hoping.
Chase hadn’t realized that he was up all night. He stared through the window as the sun began rising, with its marvelous glow shining on his face. He smiled, and cried at the very same time. If there was no room for hope then there was no life, why would the sun shine every day if it wasn’t to give people hope. “As long as the sun is shining, I’ll be hoping” Chase murmured to himself “I’ll be…… forever hoping”.