The 24 year-old walked down the hallway of the hospital, he hated hospitals it made him feel like everyone knew that something was wrong with him. But who wouldn't blame him, he was made fun of as a kid, he didn't really have any vrienden in elementary school and was always the quiet kid that people would whisper and talk about. His ebony bangs fell in his face over his grey eyes as he looked at the rooms he passed in the hospital.
" Thanks you're a dear...."a sickly voice muttered
from the room he walked into, a nurse wearing a purple nursing suit smiled at him and walked out past him. The blue-eyed man noticed him and looked up, instead of with anger and hatred his eyes showed guilt and relief. " Bentley....I-I didn't know you'd be coming to visit...." a smile of happiness his lips made was something he hadn't seen him do in a while, " yeah...well i just thought I'd stop door because Tracie called and zei you've been doing a lot better in therapy..." Bentley muttered. He smiled " she zei that? ", Bentley nodded and walked over sitting in a nearby chair door his hospital bed. He sighed and looked at his son with guilt, " I'm sorry about all those years ago.....me hurting you.....not listening..." he muttered. Bentley shook his head " no dad, dont be sorry..." he muttered placing his hand on his dads. The mans lips thinned as he looked at his son, " I can't help but be sorry....", " I was never mad at u dad, It's in the past...If u can let it go I will too...." Bentley zei with a reassuring smile, The man smiled and the two hugged, he pulled back " So...hows my granddaughter.?", " turned two four months ago..", " and you're wife ", " five months pregnant with our seconde child..." he muttered with a small smile, " and you're mother? ", " helping Aryess take care of Amar- ", " right here " a voice said, Bentley turned around seeing the two blondes, Bentley's mother holding Amara, and Aryess carrying the yet to be born son. Bentley smiled when Amara reached for him mumbling daddy, Aryess smiled at the two and walked over as if she we're holding the bump on her stomach. Bentley smiled getting up and kissing her cheek and helping her sit down, his mother passed him Amara who he glady took in his arms making her giggle as he made funny faces at her.
While the two were caught up with their family she walked over to her husband and sat down on his bed volgende to him, his blue-eyes stared up at her " you're even meer beautiful than I remember...." she smiled and cupped his cheek " I'm sorry for leaving you.....", he smiled up at her " but u came back....so theres no need to be sorry....." he muttered as the two inched down into a kiss where their lips met finally, she pulled back running a hand down his cheek that was shaved instead of full of uneven stubble, Bentley walked over with Amara and placed her gentley in his lap, he smiled with teary eyes as he held her up so she wouldnt fall back, he turned to Aryess " she's beautiful....", she smiled at him when Bentley came back over to Aryess and whispered somethign into her ear, the 21 year-old smiled " I told you....everything happens for a reason....even though how painful it was .." she muttered up to him as the two watched him make her laugh as Bentleys mother sit there volgende to him.
" Thanks you're a dear...."a sickly voice muttered
from the room he walked into, a nurse wearing a purple nursing suit smiled at him and walked out past him. The blue-eyed man noticed him and looked up, instead of with anger and hatred his eyes showed guilt and relief. " Bentley....I-I didn't know you'd be coming to visit...." a smile of happiness his lips made was something he hadn't seen him do in a while, " yeah...well i just thought I'd stop door because Tracie called and zei you've been doing a lot better in therapy..." Bentley muttered. He smiled " she zei that? ", Bentley nodded and walked over sitting in a nearby chair door his hospital bed. He sighed and looked at his son with guilt, " I'm sorry about all those years ago.....me hurting you.....not listening..." he muttered. Bentley shook his head " no dad, dont be sorry..." he muttered placing his hand on his dads. The mans lips thinned as he looked at his son, " I can't help but be sorry....", " I was never mad at u dad, It's in the past...If u can let it go I will too...." Bentley zei with a reassuring smile, The man smiled and the two hugged, he pulled back " So...hows my granddaughter.?", " turned two four months ago..", " and you're wife ", " five months pregnant with our seconde child..." he muttered with a small smile, " and you're mother? ", " helping Aryess take care of Amar- ", " right here " a voice said, Bentley turned around seeing the two blondes, Bentley's mother holding Amara, and Aryess carrying the yet to be born son. Bentley smiled when Amara reached for him mumbling daddy, Aryess smiled at the two and walked over as if she we're holding the bump on her stomach. Bentley smiled getting up and kissing her cheek and helping her sit down, his mother passed him Amara who he glady took in his arms making her giggle as he made funny faces at her.
While the two were caught up with their family she walked over to her husband and sat down on his bed volgende to him, his blue-eyes stared up at her " you're even meer beautiful than I remember...." she smiled and cupped his cheek " I'm sorry for leaving you.....", he smiled up at her " but u came back....so theres no need to be sorry....." he muttered as the two inched down into a kiss where their lips met finally, she pulled back running a hand down his cheek that was shaved instead of full of uneven stubble, Bentley walked over with Amara and placed her gentley in his lap, he smiled with teary eyes as he held her up so she wouldnt fall back, he turned to Aryess " she's beautiful....", she smiled at him when Bentley came back over to Aryess and whispered somethign into her ear, the 21 year-old smiled " I told you....everything happens for a reason....even though how painful it was .." she muttered up to him as the two watched him make her laugh as Bentleys mother sit there volgende to him.