Wish me Goodbye

Chapter 5

     "Sky, you ok?" Mike asked. He has been worrying about me every second, minute, hour pass by.

"Yeah." I responded weakly, looking out- not much to look at- of the wide window of the living room.

He sighed a low sigh, he sat by me and pecked my cheek.

"I know everything will turn out great! Just don't give up now."

He then sat up and left me alone.

I frowned at what he just said. 'Everything will turn out great," he said. Really? Is he saying the truth? Why should I believe in myself and miracle now?

Inside, I have already given up. But my heart is begging me to start hoping and stay stable for a few more days.

To be honest, I'm about to lose my cool and start rebelling. Going crazy.

I haven't been able to tell Mike about everything I feel. I don't want to start a problem out of him, nor me.

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"So, how have you been doing?" Asked the voice. It was my doctor checking in.

"I've been doing not good lately, I might go crazy... Please help me!" I answered.

Judging from the scribble noises, he wrote something down on some notebook of his. "Someday someone will help you Ms. Skylar. You just need to be patient."

I whimpered, which I'm close to crying again. When I was about to really lose it, he spoke up.

"After all, someone already donated a pair of eyes!" He said with enthusiasm.

"Really? Who is it?" Mike, who sat beside me, asked.

"I can't tell you, they liked to stay anonymous." The doctor said.

I thanked him a billion times, maybe more or less than that, but I wanted to say thank you to the person personally. But I'm not allowed to, not even Mike.

They liked to stay anonymous like the doc said. And we'll respect that.

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After a few days of longing excitement. I got up and strecthed my body. It was my first time considering I'm in a good mood, and I felt refreshed than ever.

Tomorrow is going to be the biggest day of my life. And I don't want to ruin it.

I stumble to the living room where Mike would usually wait before leaving, and I kiss him passionately on the lips. The longing kiss that said I will soon see him.

And that's a promising one.

And the usual routine. I didn't want to go outside after what had happened, after what Mark did.

It was all still in my head. The unforgettable pain I went through with him. He didn't only do that once to me. Or even twice.

He once locked me in his room, and that's where he beat me up. I came out bloody and injured.

He also threw sharp rocks at me. Mike was there, but he didn't notice.

Then the most unforgettable memory of him that haunted me for life. He raped me. Not only did he hurt me, but he got advantage of me.

And I haven't even learned my lesson around him still. Not even one bit.

But after getting my sight, I'll tell Mike everything. All of the pain I have suffered through with his criminal of a brother.

All of my experiences of seeing the black void every single day.

And last but not the least, my feelings and happiness. All of it happened, only because he's right by my side. Not leaving me to the pit of hell, to which it was waiting for my arrival.

I haven't even noticed that I've been drowning myself with thoughts for hours. That Mike had already came back from work.

I greeted him in the doorway and took off his coat.

"It's nice to see my future wife after all the work fiasco!" He said with joy in his tone, and a mix of a sigh of tiredness.

"You're tired," I pointed out, "get some rest. I'll cook you dinner-"

"No no!" He stopped me. "You can't see! You'll hurt yourself- or even burn the apartment on fire!"

He pushed me to the sofa and there he sat with me. His head resting on my shoulder, and I'm sure I could hear his stomach grumble. But he ignored it. He felt comfortable with the posture, and soon, he began to snore.

I could imagine him sleeping on my shoulder. He may look tired, but he still looks cute. That's what my imagination images him.

I smiled lightly and slipped myself out of the situation. I held his head and quickly stood up from the couch, then slowly placed his head on the couch.

Before leaving the living room, I gave him a kiss. And whispered, "I will soon see you my love..."

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The day has finally came!

For my eye transplant!

The moment I have waited for.

The moment the reason I didn't sleep for.

The moment that I tried to keep myself stable for this day for.

It had finally came!

Mike is right by my side, squeezing on to my hand tightly. I don't know if he feels happy or nervous. But his presence makes me happy and confident.

Just as I was about to speak up, the doctor came out and said, "we are ready."

I asked for a moment with Mike, and so he let me. I turn to Mike. "This is it, I'll get to see you now..." I try to put on a smile and not cry.

He caressed my cheek. "You'll get to see me in a different way, I don't know whether I should be happy or sad." He said.

"Happy of course! Why would you be sad?" I asked, in shock of what he just said.

"I don't know... I'm gonna miss taking care of you."

I giggled and gave him a kiss. "You'll still take care of me, also in a different way. After all," I lift my hand up and showed my ring finger to him. "I'm gonna be you're future fiancé!" Though there's no ring yet in my finger.

But that'll change, once I get to see.

He returned the kiss and slipped his hands around my waist, pulling me closer to him.

"Ehem.." Someone cleared their throat.

Turns out to be the surgeon waiting. We let go of each other and parted. "I'll see you soon!" I shouted to him.

While going to the surgery room. I gave myself a smile.

All the memories of those abuse will be gone forever.

No one will tease me any longer.

I'll show people that there's hope in life. There's still a chance everything will turn out great.

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No quotes for this Chapter.

As I said before, this is a short romance and drama story. It's gonna end early. So the next chapter will be the Epilogue.
Sorry, but I just have no plots for this story, only shorten it.