Tragic Unlove Story

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Taking a calming breath, I knocked on the plain white door.

A sored male voice 'Come in' is my entry time.

The sight of a bared chested, skin and bone Michele lying on the hospital bed with tubes connected to his body made my eyes burn.

"How are you?" I asked sitting on the chair close to his bed and rest the small bouquet of multiples flowers arrangements on his night stand.

"Could have been better." He said with a forced smile.

"Alessia told me you asked for me."

"Yes, you wasn't happy the last time we saw each other."

"How can I be happy when someone who has made a big impact in my life is dying without fully living his life?"

A stray tear fell from my eye but I wiped it as I feel it.

I won't be weak.

I need to be strong.

"I am sorry."

"Don't apologize for something you can't control." I said more softly than before.

"I lived my life as I pleased but the one thing I wanted the most was a family of my own."

He looked at me with that love I don't know why it's still there when I refuse to feel the same for him.

"Just try to be happy for the remining of your life, please."

I begged getting up to leave.

A fragile paper-like hand around my wrist made me pause.

"Is that all you want to tell me?" He asked.

"I told you a million time, Michele," I said turning to face him with a stern face with uncontrollable teary eyes. 

"I love you as an individual, I am grateful to you for being in my life but I can't return that love you want me to love you. I am not your one..."

And I left.

A male screaming in pain filled my ears as nurses ran into the room I came out from.

The tears refuse to fall I am numb.