I have a confession:// Open
Jeremy dreamt of his operation, it wasn’t real and he knew it. Hhe knew it was just fear. In his dream he didn’t make it, the tumour was too big and they couldn’t save him. He didn’t mind so much the death. it was the funeral that came next that worried him. No one came, there were chairs and chairs but there was no one there. Not Layla, not his wife, not Bass nor any of his friends. Just emptiness, no one cared enough to come. He’d never thought about his funeral before and now it worried him. He woke up to Layla’s voice just as his body was being carried away.
He opened his eyes slowly, just a dream, just as he’d thought. The doctor was coming soon, he was going to have to go into the operation soon. He didn’t want to he wasn’t ready “How soon is soon?” He said with a slight panic in his voice. He sat up slowly so he could face Layla
Layla heard the panic and grabbed his hand. She squeezed it and then leaned down to kiss his forehead again. "The nurse didn't say. Are you okay Daddy?" She looked down at him and tried not to show her concern for him. She need to be strong for him so that he could be brave during his surgery. He was going to make it, she knew he would.
