Shelby Oneshots

❤️John- The Beach

"He can't have gone far, mum," johnny told her, rubbing her arm as bile rose up in her throat

"Maybe he left the beach. I'll go check if the shop keepers have seen him," Benjamin began to leave but John pulled him back

"No. You stay here and look after your sister and mother. Johnny, me and you will go and check the town"

"John," y/n whispered as he came towards her

"Don't worry. He's probably just sat begging for chips off some nice old ladies. You know what he's like"

"No John. He kept....he kept trying to go in the water," she said in realisation. Both parents had wide eyes of fear as they ran into the water, looking for their son as their kids cried on the beach

John pulled his wife back as he noticed her struggling. Kicking and screaming, he dragged her off the beach

"Nooo. Noooo," she sobbed, over and over again, vomit on her dress as Johnny held his mother.

Several hours later, y/n and John were sat on the beach, wrapped in towels as police and volunteers gathered along the beach. Everybody in town was looking for the little boy.

"Tommy is coming to take the kids home," John said, his voice cracking as tears soaked his cheeks.

"What were we doing?" Y/n whispered in shock

"What do you mean?"

"Im his mother. I let my 18 month old son wonder around the beach as we were kissing. Why wasn't I watching him? He's a baby. I knew it was dangerous but I still did it." There were no more tears, her eyes had dried up as a swollen red mess.

John held her face in his hands firmly, as he promised her,

"It is not your fault. Its not. We thought he was safe. It was a mistake. Parents make mistakes"

"A mistake is dropping the kids off at school late. Not letting a baby walk into the ocean all on his fucking own!" She snapped at him, suddenly regretting it as she leant into his arms, her entire body shaking

"They're found him!" A voice suddenly yelled. Both John and y/n ran to the source, equally terrified of what they may find. They found their son. But that didn't mean he was alive. Y/n kept picturing his dead body, washed up on the shore. It made her sick, yet there was still a small ounce of hope.

When John and y/n got to there son, he was smiling up at a police officer

"Seems he was taken by a woman who recently lost her child. Found near the train station," the man explained but y/n didn't care. There wasn't a speckle of revenge in her body. Only relief. Tears overflowed as she hugged her son to her body, John's arms wrapped around the both of them.

Her hands, still shaking, stroked his thick blonde hair as she kissed his head, smiling through the salty tears that stung on her cheek

"Mamas so sorry. I'm so sorry," she repeated over and over again, unable to forgive herself

That night, she was sat up in bed with John, breast feeding Edward. He was slowly being weened off it, as they were feeding him more solid foods now. But he still wouldn't sleep without being breastfed

"I've never been as scared as I was today," John admitted as his hand held his sons

"Me neither. We are so fucking lucky to have him here with us"

There was a knock on the door and their other three children came in, the youngest two crying as they held Johnny's hand

"They kept having nightmares," he told his parents as benjamin and Emily ran to their father

"It's alright. Edward is safe and sound. No point worrying about what might have happened," john told them as Emily climbed in between him and y/n.

"You staying there tonight sweetheart?" She asked

"I think so," Emily replied

"What about you, mate?" John asked his middle son

"I'm gonna stay with Johnny tonight"

"Alright. Well be a good boy. Don't stay up too late." Johnny and Benjamin kissed their mother, father, brother and sister goodnight before they left

"I love you all so much. You children, and your daddy, you're my world," y/n whispered to Emily as she giggled

"But I'm your favourite aren't I? Because I'm the only girl." Y/n and John just laughed before shaking their heads

"We don't have favourites"

"Ye. We hate you all equally," John said as y/n clipped his ear

"Daddy!" Emily laughed as John promised he was joking. That night, y/n fell asleep with Edward ontop of her chest, the boy refusing to leave his mother after almost being taken from her.