Stronger-Kyle

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We spent that night at the hospital. Doctors were unsure on Kyle's condition and later informed us he had a blood clot in his lung which was very dangerous to his life. They said they would need blood from someone or they could not do this sugery. They also said Kyle's health was not stable enough for surgery yet. We were all left feeling distressed and disturbed. I could not sleep that night,neither could Zara who was now staying at mine because her parents were away on holiday for the rest of the school holidays. My mom was very understanding and brought us hot chocolate. She left us with comforting words and warm hugs. Days past after that ,our days were now filled with hospital visits and tears. I dont think anyone could describe the pain we all went through. I couldent even face Carl!

There was a day that Kyle was awake,this set us all up with a feeling of hope. Kyle asked to see me. "Darcy I dont know how to apologise." he said in a weak voice. I just shook my head and clasped his hands my tears falling. "Look after my brother yeh?,I know Zara will do a fine job of it but my brother needs you. He was crazy about you Darcy but you let him slip... Im not going to kid anyone,I feel like death and I know death is near. I'm not scared... but I love you all." "Kyle dont speak like that,you just need rest." He just did a half smile at me as if to say yeh right and asked for me to get Carl. After Carl spoke to him ,he left the room looking dazed. "Are you alright Carl" I asked. "He said goodbye to me Darce.. I dont even god I dont know." He started breaking down and I cried to.  We all did.

That night Kyle passed away. No one could handle  his death,Zara was restless,Carl wouldent stop blaming himself and their parents couldent stop crying. Me? I kept Kyle's words in my mind.."You have to look after Carl Darce". The pain on his face while he said that. I owed it to Kyle. We all had the funeral next...I did not even bear the pain of thinking about it.

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