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Dancing with a Star

23. Daddy

It was Sunday night and Wesley was still not awake, although they out him in further sleep due to the fact that the results came back and the tumor was in fact, removable. Although he’ll still have to take chemotherapy so they can hopefully kill those cancer cells and prevent the cells from forming a new tumor.
So, they have been injecting him with chemo once a day as well as the IV. It’s been hard, but I know it’s helping him.
“I don’t know what I’m going to do.”
“What do you mean?”
“Insurance called me yesterday while you were at practice, if Wesley doesn’t wake up soon, they are going to stop paying for the hospital stay.”
“What?”
“Says that four-year-olds just don’t stay in a coma this long.”
“Have you talked to the doctor about this?”
“No, I’m afraid that they’ll kick him out.”
“We’ll figure something out, don’t worry.”
“How are you so sure about all of this?”
“Because I know that you and I can get through everything.”
“I just pray that if he doesn’t wake up tonight, he won’t wake up during the short time I’m gone.”
“Don’t worry. Bruno got it where we are going last, so you don’t have to be gone too long.”
“I’m definitely going to need some serious work and my hairstylist might be mad.”
“She is prepared. I warned her.”
I gasped, hitting his arm with a small smile on my face.
Suddenly, I felt slight pressure on my hand. I gasped again, looking at Wesley whose eyes were still closed, but there was a slight smile on his face.
“Wesley, are you faking asleep?” I asked, hope in my entire being.
Niall immediately began looking at him, recognizing the look as well.
He was pulling the face he makes when he doesn’t want to go to sleep and I come to check on him.
When Wesley squeezed my hand once more, but never opened his arms, hope was slowly deflating.
He wasn’t waking up right now.
I then heard something that made my whole being smile.
“Momma,” Wesley mumbled, eyes still closed.
Niall’s eyes widened and he squeezed my shoulders.
I had one hand on my mouth, one hand enclosed in Wesley’s.
“Wesley, baby, Momma’s here. I’m not going anywhere. Momma just needs you to wake up for me.”
“I need you to wake up for me too, buddy,” Niall said.
I looked up at him with a small smile.
A nurse then walked in the door, making me turn my head.
“Is he awake?” the nurse, her eyes narrowed on his machines.
“Not yet, why?”
“His machines are showing signs of him being awake.”
“All he’s done is squeeze my hand and say ‘Momma’.”
Her eyes widened and she ran out of the room, only to return later with the doctor.
“So you said that he squeezed your hand and said ‘Momma’?”
“Yes, why? What’s going on?”
“We think he might have woken up for a few seconds, but his little body was so exhausted that he just couldn’t stay awake.”
“So, wait he’s actually sleeping now not in a coma?”
“Well, there is only one way to discover that.”
“How?”
“Try to wake him up.”
“No. He is exhausted. Let him sleep.”
The doctor smiled and then left the room.
Sunday night then rolled around. I had my costume for the hip-hop and the cha-cha hanging in the room, along with my dance shoes.
“Niall, go home. You need to actually get a full night’s rest. You have a big day tomorrow.”
“No. We’re going to take shifts like we have been for the past week.”
I bit my lip.
As I was up watching Wesley (I got first shift due to the fact that I could never sleep anyways), I felt him squeeze my hand again.
“Wesley, you don’t have to wake up right now baby. Momma will be here until you do. I’m not going anywhere.”
I then yawned, knowing that my shift was about to be over. I usually couldn’t stay up any later than 3 in the morning. It was now 2:45.
“Baby,” I heard a rough, thick-accented Niall from behind me.
I loved his voice when he woke up. His accent was thick, and his voice was deep and raspy.
“If he wakes up, you better wake me up.”
Niall smiled and nodded, knowing how serious I was.
I then went to the couch in the room and laid down.
Sleep overtook me quickly, but when I woke up it only felt like I was asleep for five minutes.
I woke up to doctors and nurses rushing into the room, making me shoot up. I saw Niall heading my way, but I honestly didn’t care because my prayers had been answered.
Wesley woke up.
I ran over to his bedside, which made the doctor start the questioning.
“What’s your name?”
Wesley looked at me with confusion, almost asking for permission on if he should answer. I immediately nodded, joy filling my entire being.
He had woken up. He’s going to live.
“Wesley Nicholas Sutter,” he said proudly but groggily.
He had just woken up.
“Who is she?” the doctor asked, pointing at me.
“That’s my momma.”
“Who is he?” the doctor asked, pointing at Niall.
“That’s my daddy.”
I looked at Niall who had a look of awe. That was the first time he had Wesley call him that.
“Okay, last question. Do you know why you are here Wesley?”
“There was bright lights and then I had a big boo-boo. Aunt BC was telling me to be strong for Momma and that I needed to hold on and stay awake. I tried to, but it just hurt so bad.”
My eyes were flooding with tears. I felt Niall wrap his arm around my waist and I grabbed his hand with the one that wasn’t holding Wesley’s.
“Momma, am I going to be okay?”
I laughed, nodding quickly.
“Yes, baby, you are going to be just fine.”
Wesley looked at me with worry and confusion written all over his face.
“What, baby, what’s wrong?”
“Why are you crying Momma?”
“I’m just happy, extremely happy.”
Wesley weakly smiled.
That’s how I knew everything was going to be okay. My son would fight this cancer with everything in his tiny little being, because he is just like his daddy.
“Momma,” Wesley said once the doctors and nurses left, Niall following them to go get ready for the show tonight.
“Yes, Wesley?”
“I saw my daddy when I was asleep.”
“Niall?”
“No, my real daddy.”

Notes

So, I'm updating this in tears!
Y'all's support of this book has made so happy and made me stop questioning my writing. I thought about this story watching the show and thought "what would happen if one of the boys went on the show and started dating their pro?" well, at first it was going to be a Harry fan-fic, but I just felt like that would be predictable, so I did Niall. Then as the story developed in my mind, I came up with the idea of Wesley. Well, as some know, I've actually changed this story about 5 times and in the first one, Wesley didn't exist. The second one, he did, but I hated it. The third one, Wesley's father was an abusive asshole (I changed it because I wasn't capturing it well enough). The fourth one, he wasn't abusive, just a deadbeat. At this point, I'm questioning if I should even continue writing it, but I did and came up with this one.
Thank you all for your continued support! It means more to me than y'all will ever know! Shoutout to @xRock_Mex for the amazing comment that brought me to tears!

Comments

@Kay Kay
I can't wait to update! It will be tomorrow because I have to be up in 6 hours... DX

xXFluffy_GruXx xXFluffy_GruXx
10/29/16

@Niallmylove66
Thank you so much! That means a lot!

xXFluffy_GruXx xXFluffy_GruXx
10/29/16

@LivinLikeLarry
Definitely! Denny's is definitely better! I like the nachos at Dennys. :) Waffle House just isn't good to me. My family loves it, but it makes me sick.

xXFluffy_GruXx xXFluffy_GruXx
10/29/16

OUR DANCE!!!! Ayyy I loved this story can't wait for the next one...

OutCast. OutCast.
10/29/16

Awwwwww so cute!!
And Dennys over Waffle House ANY DAY lol

LivinLikeLarry LivinLikeLarry
10/28/16