Stay by my side || Chris Evans

Part 10

LILY'S POV

After what happened that day in Chris' room some days had passed and doctors come and go from his room to visit him, in order to be sure that he's in the right conditions to submit the surgery.

He has been gaining strenght since I was everyday with him at the hospital. The doctors said that it was because of all the tubes and medicines, Chris on the contrary believes that it's my presence who's saving him.

While some doctors are in his room, others call me to go do my own visits for the transplant but I always tell Chris that I just have to take some air or go wash my dirty clothes. He should've known what's really happening. He would've gone crazy.

CHRIS' POV

On sunday I would've spent my day in a surgery room to test this theory. In three days my life would've walked on the edge of a knife.

While all the doctors keep visiting me, Lily is never in my room and this is very weird. She used to never leave but lately, when the doctors come for me, other doctors come to talk to her. Then when she comes back and I ask her about what happened she always tells me the same thing.

Actually nothing. The doctors just want her to stay away while visiting so she goes out to wash her clothes. Can I be honest? I don't believe her. Not for a second.

I know that there is something beneith but, closely to the surgery, my last intention is to argue with her.

LILY'S POV

All my visits were amazing, all my values were excellent for the surgery. Sometimes they were even too good that the doctor told me that, just in case the surgery doesn't go as planned, all my perfect values could've still gave us a chance.

I want to tell Chris about this but I know him too well. If I tell him he would've never allowed the operation and would've prefered to die instead of risking my life.

He's able to sacrifice himself in order to save me, and that's why I can't let him know.

He would've discovered the day of the surgery.

The day of the surgery

CHRIS' POV

I think I have never been this scared in my life. I always used to be the one who was afraid of nothing, the one in charge to protect the others. But now, now I need one person to protect me and I don't see her since this morning.

My life depends on a theory that could've worked as it could have not. I'm walking on a tiny rope and there are more risks than certainties but I'm ready to take them, I owe this try to the only person who never left me during these rough times.

Lily has been next to me when even my family was far away. It was just her and I and she never complained, she suffered in silence for the good of the both of us.

I'm laying in this bed with just a blue sheet covering my body but with a hole on my chest as a reminder of what's going to happen any time soon. Some of the nurses come to my room and start to prepare me and put a mask on me, that would've helped to put me asleep when I arrive to the surgery room.

After preparing me they start to move the bed out of the room and there's still no sign of my girl.

I want her to reassure me, I want her to caress my hair as she always used to, to kiss my cheeks, to hold my hand firmly. But nothing. She's like, disappeared.

In my mind start to fly around thousands of scenarios about her leaving me, maybe because she doesn't want to see me, probably, die or because she just left me there. All alone. Weaker than ever.