The Truth Comes Out

Epilogue

               A couple years later...

    "Get up!" Sarah yelled, as she rushes into the room and walks to the twin beds and woke up both Iverson and Anna. Her children jumped in fright, getting out of bed. Sarah ran out of their bedroom. The kids got up and  followed behind as they seen their mother rush to her and their dad's bedroom. When they enter they seen Sarah trying to wake Isaiah up. She glanced at her kids who were really scared.

             "Papi! Call 911!" Sarah shouted,  Iverson, the older sibling ran out the room following his mothers command. Anna stood in shock, then moved out the way while Sarah dragged Isaiah out the room.

            "Honey, get my purse and keys." said Sarah as she walked through the hall way. Anna just nods and goes along to get what her mother ask for. About ten minutes the ambulance arrived right before Sarah was going to drive Isaiah to the hospital, they gently placed him on the gurney to take him into the ambulance truck. Sarah stopped and kneeled down in front of her two children who we're crying a bit.

            "Its going to be okay, dad's just sick right now. I have to go with them. Stay here Uncle Sam is going to be on his way." Sarah  said hugging each one and then left to the vehicle.

                Once at the hospital they had rushed Isaiah to the emergency room and nurses had to literally drag Sarah out. She sat in the waiting room nervously shaking her leg. Sarah spent about three hours waiting for any news on her husband. Then finally the doctor came out and called out his name which made Sarah jump into the air.

           "What's wrong with him doctor?" ask Sarah with a worried expression on her face. The doctor flips through his papers and tells me to sit in a chair that was in front of Isaiah's room.

              "Your husband isn't well, not at all actually. I'm sorry, but your  husband may not make it." in a response she started bursting out crying. The doctor approached her and patted me gently as comfort. After a while Sarah was finally was allowed to Isaiah.

              Once she entered the room she was devasted Isaiah laid on the bed his eyelids closed though you could see the bags over his eyes and his jawlines. Sarah covered her mouth and walked slowly toward the side of Isaiah, he looked so pale and scrawny. She touched his cheek and flinched, she started to tear up.

           "Sarah?" Isaiah whispered, Sarah looked at him and grabbed a hold of it weak hand.

               "Baby I'm sorry." said Isaiah, Sarah couldn't handle it and she began to cry even more. "Its not your fault you're going to be fine." said Sarah, thinking positive, but Isaiah knew the truth. This is when the truth comes out....

            As weak as Isaiah was he moved over to the edge of bed in agony and pain. He patted the bed and she slowly and gently laid beside him their bodies faced each other. He grabbed her hand.

           "Bab....y I've....been sick..... for a very....long time.... I knew I...I...was going...to die." he said, pausing a couple times to get breath of air.

             "Why didn't you tell me?" asked Sarah, as she intertwined their fingers together. He smiled weakly.

             "I want....ed...to..live...to see you....happy. Look how long I've lived. My time...is near." he said, Sarah shook her head.
              "No baby your tough. Everything is going to be okay. They're going to save you they'll give you medicine-" before she finishing Isaiah put a finger to her lips, signalling for her to hush. She did and he brought her close to him and she laid in his arms. All Sarah thought about was them,  Isaiah and her, the times they spent memories that she had always cherished. She suddenly fell asleep in his arms remembering Isaiah's last words.

         I Love You....Forvever....
                   
            When Sarah had woken up she gotten up and went to the bathroom. In the bathroom she looked in the reflection of the mirror, her mascara was running and she had bags under her eyelids. She felt terrible as well. As she walked out the bathroom and noticed the monitor wasn't beeping more like a long beep sound. She walked over to Isaiah and she kissed him gently on his forehead and then she walked out.

             Isaiah had passed away the moment She had fell asleep in his arms. She couldn't help, but feel nothing, but pain. Like her heart had been ripped apart. She walked out the hospital staying strong, without a single tear down her cheek. She drove all the way home in one piece and in silence. She walks in her house and both children ran up to her and hugged her. She felt nothing still, he was gone and now she didn't know what to do. Sam walked over to her, but notice she wasn't her normal self. As she smiled weakly and walked over to him, about half way she fell into his arms and bursted out crying.

              "He's gone!" she shouted, the news hit her badly, the pain made her so weak and torn apart. Sam hugged her tightly as she started hitting his chest, he was devastated, but stayed strong for her.

Authors Note:
      Well this is the end of my story hoped yall enjoy! Thank you all who supported me ! Check out my other story! Sorry for the ending though....