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“People cry, not because they’re weak. It’s because they’ve been strong for too long.”
- Johnny Depp
Beau had been dreading this day for weeks. Or months, if he was being honest with himself. He was dreading it since he had gotten the news his leukemia was back, because he knew it would come. For the last few months, the chemotherapy had been kicking his ass. This last round especially, and this whole past week, he had been so sick and weak with it, he was bedridden. He hadn’t been able to go home after each dose, and when his electrolytes dropped to a dangerously low level, he was admitted for fluid therapy.
He had reached that point where he was getting too exhausted to fight. He hadn’t voiced it to anyone, and he saw in the faces of his husband and loved ones that they were worrying he was doing just that. It was about this time he began to resolve himself to the fact he could die. He wasn’t that far off starting to say goodbye to people, though this time, every time he looked at his husband’s face, it stopped him dead in his tracks from just going that little further and telling him it was time to prepare themselves.
( When he was younger, Beau’s battle had been long and hard. But he had only been a kid back then... )
Beau Watson-Shaw | Original Character
- Johnny Depp
Beau had been dreading this day for weeks. Or months, if he was being honest with himself. He was dreading it since he had gotten the news his leukemia was back, because he knew it would come. For the last few months, the chemotherapy had been kicking his ass. This last round especially, and this whole past week, he had been so sick and weak with it, he was bedridden. He hadn’t been able to go home after each dose, and when his electrolytes dropped to a dangerously low level, he was admitted for fluid therapy.
He had reached that point where he was getting too exhausted to fight. He hadn’t voiced it to anyone, and he saw in the faces of his husband and loved ones that they were worrying he was doing just that. It was about this time he began to resolve himself to the fact he could die. He wasn’t that far off starting to say goodbye to people, though this time, every time he looked at his husband’s face, it stopped him dead in his tracks from just going that little further and telling him it was time to prepare themselves.
( When he was younger, Beau’s battle had been long and hard. But he had only been a kid back then... )
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