Weeks Passing

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Y/N POV
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He still hasn't gained memory. It's beginning to really pounce on me. He'll never ever remember. I gently brush his Sun spike, looking into his black eyes. He shut down last night. I reported the problem, and they are fixing his SD card. I hope it works. I don't know what to do if it doesn't. I groan. Why am I so useless? I take a dark browse to the daycare bills. We rarely have to pay this much.  Now we're paying for Sundrop, light bills, and even some of the main band repair bills. Every now and then, Sun wakes up and glitches, singing random songs and waving, then shutting off once more. I do even enjoy his glitches. I never want to go through this again. I go to the arts n' crafts. Tears blurred my weak, useless eyes seeing his little drawings of him and I. Why am I so horrible? He has the mind of a 8 year old. Seeing his mother shout at him. I take place of his mother. A horrible person. A horrible figure to be place after. I sigh, grabbing my keys. I unlock the daycare door, leaving. I get in my car and bang my head on the horn. BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEEEEEEEEEP! I lift my head with misery. My head is resting horrible thoughts. I have so much to worry about. So much to do.

A.n
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Thank you for being so patient with me. I have been horribly lazy and there is no excuse for it. I'm so so sorry. I hope you are all doing well!

 I hope you are all doing well!

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