Stay by my side || Chris Evans

Part 9

LILY'S POV

I wake up in the morning laying in the small bed, next to Chris, with one of my legs on top of his.

I remember from the night before that I have to tell him about the transplant and all that mess but, before, I have to say something to someone.

I get up slowly, trying to not wake Chris up. He moves a little but he's still asleep. I change my clothes and with slow and silent steps walk out of the room, looking for the great doctor who can help me.

CHRIS' POV

When I wake up my hands are looking for the girl who spent the night next to me, the one I kept close to me as my life depended on her.

When I realize she's not in the bed my eyes open immediately. Where did she go? The clothes she had been wearing the day before are now thrown on the chair of my room, as a sign that she changed them.

Early in the morning I heard her move, but I thought she was just moving in her sleep. Instead, she got up and walked out of the room, without telling me anything.

Only God knows what that girl is doing.

LILY'S POV

I've been speaking to almost all the receptionists in the hospital and after more than a hour, I finally find the doctor in charge of the transplant.

I have to ask him when Chris has to submit the transplant so that I can help them and prepare him psycologically but, most importantly, I have to ask him for a favor.

"Hello, sorry to disturb you. I'm Mrs. Jones, the girlfriend of Mr. Evans, the guy who has to submit your experimental transplant. First of all, I have to ask you one thing. I know that, in your theory, the two hearts don't necessarily need the same blood type. So, as a consequence, everyone can be considered a giver. Right, I want to be that giver. I want to transplant half of my heart to Mr. Evans and viceversa. If you allow me to, then I would like to know when we can proceed with the transplant."

Yes, I really want to risk it all for Chris because, if the transplant doesn't go as planned, than the both of us wouldn't have made it, but we wouldn't have made it together. I want to make a sacrifice for him, to thank him for all the sacrifices he made in his life for me. It's time to return the favor.

"Well Mrs. Jones for me there's no problem, we can proceed with the transplant also this week if you want but first, we have to inform Mr. Evans."

I don't want Chris to know that I'm the giver because, if he knows, he would have never allowed the operation. This all has to be a secret.

"No doctor please, I will talk with Chris and tell him about the theory and the transplant but at one condition. He doesn't need to know that I'm the giver."

The doctor nods with his head and I, with thousands of words on my mind, I'm trying to create a speech to tell Chris all these things.

CHRIS' POV

When she comes back into my room she smiles at me but I can see in her eyes that she has to tell me something. She gives me a soft kiss on the edge of my mouth because the tubes are still in the way. They were disturbing but, slowly, they helped me gain some strenght back and now I'm even able to talk a little.

Lily sits down on the chair right next to my bed and takes my hand. She puts part of her haid behind her ears, as she always does when she is nervous.

"So, yesterday I wanted to spend some time with you and I didn't want to tell you anything about what happened but this morning I went out early, as you had probably noticed, and talked to one of the doctors. Well, at first one of them told me that your transplant was not possible because none of the possible givers were compatible with your blood type but then another one told me about this new theory. Basically, two people share half of their hearts, even if they have two different blood types. It's risky because it's still in its first experimental phases but, the good news is that if the tranplant goes as planned, the remedy is permanent. You know what this means? You won't have to submit any other operation!"

Her voice is full of hope, maybe enough for the both of us. While she finishes to pronounce those words she holds my hand tighter, as to reassure me that everything is going to be alright. But how could possibly everything go alright?

In easier words I have to submit a transplant as a laboratory cave. If I survive everything goes right, if I die nothing ever happened because it's still an experiment.

I don't answer to her words, but it's easy to tell that I'm not relaxed anymore. My hands close into tight punches and my jaw closes even tighter, enhancing my jawline. My eyes are staring at an undefined point, looking to a space further than what can be seen with the eyes.

Lily shakes my arm as to wake me up from my trance and keeps talking:

"Chris please listen to me, I know what you are thinking. It's really risky but you really prefer to die, because this is what is going to happen to you, without trying instead of dying but with any remorse? If you submit to this operation, you will have no regrets. Please, I beg you. Make this one last sacrifice for me. For us."

Tears are falling off her cheeks and her lips are trembling. I look into her eyes and my heart melts right away.

How can I say no to her? I can renounce to everything in my life but not to her. She is doing all of this for me. She is doing this because she loves me and I can't disappoint her. I owe her my whole life and she never asked for something in return, she does this just because her heart moves her, nothing else.

In that moment the wall of strenght that I have been trying to build up crushes at my feet. I show her the most vulnerable version of myself.

I let all my repressed feelings go and burst into tears while still staring into her eyes.

LILY'S POV

Since we have been together I have seen him crying a couple of times but this time is different.

He's completely wasted, all his emotions exploded without asking for permission and all his anger transformed into sadness. He doesn't have anymore strenght, I can see it. He had enough and looking at him that way destroys me too. The last thing I want is to see him suffer.

His actions give me many more answers than I expect. I don't need words because those could've hurt. His emotions have shown me that he needs me, he wants me and, mostly, he needs all my hope and strenght.

I have to tell him something, I have to reassure him that everything is going to be okay.

"Do you remember that day when you asked me to make you a promise? Well, now I'm more determined than ever to keep it. At all costs. I will stay by your side until the end of the line."

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