This is a Thalapathy fanfic. Thamizh dialogues will be available with translations. I am a crazy fangirl with crazy ideas .
plot :
Interdimensional traveling and living two different life is not exactly easy . But what if one was able to master th...
Begulum, the World inhabited by only two species, is currently in chaos. And the reason is obviously me. I'm gonna do something about it? No. Are you interested in knowing what happened? Eitherway, listen.
Like every other story, this one started on that one tragic day.
*** June 2, 2002 5:40 a.m
John sat in the waiting area just outside the labour ward tapping his feet restlessly. Catherine's (his wife) voice of distress scared him beyond what he was willing to admit. His brother who was sitting beside him put his hands on John's shoulder and squeezed it re-assuring John. After what felt like several sickening hours, the sounds stopped. But there was no sound of a kid crying either. John immediately shot up from the chair and tried to take a peek in, but he couldn't see anything. After a few minutes, the doctor walked out putting on the best poker face he could.
"I'm sorry sir. We tried our best. But we couldn't save them . ", he informed as if it was a daily event.
"T..Them ? ", John asked with an obvious break in his voice. He knew he wasn't expecting twins.
The doctor apologized again before leaving. For a few moments, John only saw blurred images of everyone walking past him and distantly heard his brother's voice trying to provide as much comfort as it could.
*** The next few days were filled with formalities and cremation. It was time for his eulogy. He gripped the wooden table for support and started.
"I am John Anderson. I want to start off by thanking everyone for being here today. I feel my wife would tell me I was being rude if I didn't. She was very hospitable that way and wanted to make sure I minded my manners. That was my Catherine, always keeping me in line with her no nonsense ways and her unconditional love. I want to start by saying a few things that speak to my wife's character. She was kind, smart, loving, and compassionate; pretty much all the good words I can think of apply to my wife. She was everything to me, and I miss her terribly. She knows that I loved her, but I want to express to all of you how much I loved her.
In all that work and daily chaos, she found time to be the best wife a man could ask for. She rarely did things for herself wanting to make sure her family was happy and healthy. She never complained about working to help me support us, she was happiest when she was working.
I am a broken man, and my better half is gone, but I can see her in the faces of my in-laws, and that gives me a little comfort. They were all so important to her, and her face would light up whenever she would see them or talk to them on the phone. She was beautiful both inside and out, and when she smiled at me I felt alive. I was truly blessed to have a wife who loved me and that I loved so much it hurt. I don’t know how I am going to make it without her, but I know she is up there telling me to suck it up. I am trying to honey, but it is hard without you here to keep me on track. I know that everyone here loved her and is going to miss her sweet face as much as I do. My wife was very talented. I have never met someone who could play the piano and sing as beautifully as she could, I will miss her singing and hearing her say, “Good morning idiot.”
I think that she is still here with all of us. Her family was her life. She would do anything for her family. We all loved her dearly and there is a great deal of loss felt within those of us gathered today. My Catherine was strong until the end never losing her faith even on some of the most painful days.
I have no idea, how to take my child's ... death. Even though he was never born, I loved him with everything I had. The moment I walk into my house I see the cradle and toys we bought for him. For some reason, Catherine found me unfit to raise the kid."
At this point, his eyes begin to tear up. His grip on the table tightened as he tried to keep the tears from flowing. The father placed his hand on John's shoulder to show his support. After a few seconds, he sniffed and continued.
"She took him with her. But my dear, I am now motivated to prove you wrong. I will be adopting a kid within this week. And I will show you, how I could have been a great father. I will always love you. Thank you. "
He concluded and stepped down carefully.
*** To John's bad luck, no adoption agency agreed to give a single parent a kid. They would have thought twice if it was a bit grown kid. But John was keen on adopting a 1-3 years old child. Every adoption center rejected him. When he was almost giving up, he got an offer from a local not-authorized agency. He was stubborn enough and accepted the offer. He needed a kid to keep him sane. He visited the agency the same evening to see the kid and to see whether the kid liked him. Everything went perfectly well and he was taken into the infant's room. The kid was cute and that made John suspicious.
"He is such a cutie. Why did you offer me 'a single male parent' the kid? Any normal parent would adopt him without a second thought. ", he voiced it out.
" It's the name, sir. His name is Belial. No one wanted to adopt the kid after knowing this . ", the nun replied.
John was shook for a second or two. What kind of parent would name a kid Belial? But John didn't want to make an issue out of it, so he kept it down.
" What about the parents ? ", he asked instead.
" They died in a car accident, sir. We took the child in from the streets. So, there will be no legal problem from the parents.", she assured.
She took the kid in her arms and gave it to John encouraging him . John took the kid with shaky hands and swallowed saliva getting tensed. But the kid simply giggled in his hands, that was enough encouragement for him.
"Can I take him home ? ", John asked smiling wide.
" I'm afraid not. There are a few formalities, You can take him with you in two days or so . ", she replied. He simply nodded.
The nun waited for him to put the kid down, but John had no intention of such an act. After a few minutes, she finally voiced it.
" Sir ... Shall we carry on with the formalities? "
"Yeah .. Yeah, sure. ", John gasped out and let the kid down on the mattress.
***
That's it for today . Meet you again tomorrow guys . ❤
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