One More Cup | D.M

21, | It's Only Goodbye for Now

It was 2 weeks of Valencia just laying on the ventilator... fighting to heal herself from the events she had to endure behind the wheel of her car.

Victoria, her mother, Blaise and I were constantly there — I told Blaise he didn't need to be there but he insisted... They were actually friends and he cared for her.

The doctor had gathered us around her bed, he held a clipboard in his hand and his glasses sat on the tip of his nose as he read over his notes.

"Ms. Solace seems to be looking better, I don't want to get any hopes up though." He told us, his eyes scanning every single one of our faces. "There is a high chance that she will be out of this coma... again there is no guarantee!"

It was positive news, the best thing we have heard ever since she was here and you could tell that all of us were feeling the effects. It was hope — doesn't matter how small it may be, it was still hope.

To 'celebrate' this tiny bit of news, Vi's mum told us she'd order us food and we could all have a proper meal together at Victoria's house.

I kissed Valencia's cheek lightly, trying my best to be very careful. "I knew you'd pull through, my love. I'll be back soon." I told her and left the room to follow everyone to Victoria's house.

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"Draco, can I show you something?"

"Yeah, of course," I told Victoria and followed her upstairs into Valencia's room.

"I found this... I thought you might have wanted to read it." Victoria said and handed me another notebook — one I had not seen before.

"O-oh thank you."

She smiled at me, her hand trailing down my arm. "She's going to get better for us, Draco! It'll all be over soon."

I didn't know what to say but she paused at the door. "I'm rooting for you both... I-I think you're an amazing guy... she's lucky to have you."

The door shut and I felt my lip tremble. My body didn't truly know how to react to any of this. Did I really deserve to have all these amazing things said about me? My entire life I doubted myself and was insecure — you could tell by my actions. That's why I blame myself for everything because I'm still trying to tell myself that I am worth it and that nobody is lying to me.

The notebook — or more a scrapbook was light green, and the first page was an index chapter.

1. Poetry

2. Memories

3. Kahlua

Flipping to the next page it was a little note written in Valencia's small handwriting,

To Draco, my love:

I know this scrapbook is probably a bit childish but I couldn't help myself. I love everything about you and even though you know this I wanted to show you.

This may not be very neat but I know you won't care about something so silly. That's another thing I love about you, I can be myself. I haven't had that luxury in life and finally, you have given that to me.

You actually have given me so much but I'll continue to remind you of that so you'll never forget it.

Yours forever,

Valencia Solace.

The next few pages were filled with her poetry:

It hasn't been that long since we had met in that coffee shop.

Your heart seemed to be as cold as ice,

I guess you were afraid to open up - the same way that I had felt.