The future. [A Medd X Torm Story!]

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Sorry I was gone for a looooooonnnnnng time. Also dont cry but in this story of mine, Medd ends up with cancer. IMSORRY- ~ April

Torm's pov. 

Morm has not wanted to socialize at all. Not even talk. He's silent. Medd and I worry about him. We would ask him, 'Whats the matter?' Or, 'Why are you so quiet, Morm?'. It scares me. I miss the old Morm. He would play, dance, talk, sometimes sing to himself, and go outside. But, now, he's changed. I want him back. We try to talk to him about being quiet, we get no answer. And Medd. He's sick. He's going to the doctor tomarrow. ((rip spelling))

--------------Next Day. 12:20. After Medd going to the doctor.-----------------------

Medd walked in the house crying. It worried me and Morm both. "W-w-why don't you sit down, dad." Morm said. He was worried, and he hasn't talked in forever! "S-so, why are you crying...?" I ask. "Yeah, why?" Morm says. Medd couldn't say much because of him crying. "D-d-d-doctor.........c-c-cancer............m-m-might die.........." Medd said quietly. I started to cry. And Morm, was already crying. "D-d-don't leave us, dad!" Morm said.  "I-i-if I do I wont know....." Medd said quietly. I bursted into tears. We sat there most of the day, hugging, wondering when he could leave and if he would.

Heya' Guys! I'm Glad I Finally Updated This Story! Thank You For 160 Reads! 233 Words! ~April