*TRIGGER WARNING*
talks of death, cancer for anyone who may seem triggered or sad upon this
it was a raining night, as I sat by my window watching as people ran for cover. and here I was hoping, hoping for someone to love me, care for me, someone who would do anything for me. but that cant happen. why cuz I'm dying soon. I don't know when and I don't want anyone to suffer after I'm gone. your probably wondering how do I know I'm dying, well you see I have cancer and I'm at the last stage, I'm tired. I'm tired of all the chemo, all the doctors and hospital visits and I don't want to waste my last few months, days in the hospital on my death bed. I look at the time and see that it is 8pm, and I make my way to my door and put my shoes on. I head out and down the street to the café to get some coffee. I make my way in and say hi to Ali the worker who is always working the night shift and order a coffee from her. after I order and pay I go and sit in the corner of the café where I can see everything from my view. not long Ali comes with my coffee and asks how I'm doing and all I can say is I'm ok. I'm ok is all I have been saying whenever someone askes me how I'm doing or feeling. how else are you supposed to feel when you know you have little time left on earth. Ali goes back to the counter and takes some boys order. as I sip my coffee I look out the window and see the rain drizzling down as people enter the shops or homes to take cover. not long I see the boy take a seat a booth away from me. he looks over and gives a small smile and I found myself returning it back. not 5 minutes later, I see the boy make his way over to me with his drink in hand. he askes me if the seat is taken. I say no and he seats himself down. he tells me his name. Jason. he reaches his hand out to shake mine as I tell him my name. Katie.
"katie, what a beautiful name for a beautiful girl" said Jason
a shy smile makes it way on my face as I look down at my cup of coffee.
Authors note:
Should I make a part two to this?? Vote or comment and I'll get to writing it
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random short shorties
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