Fool's Gold

Chapter 34

Nick's POV
Pain ran through my body. I couldn't take this anymore. The words that I had just read kept replaying in my mind. My mind was still trying to comprehend the letter from Grace. To be honest, it still hasn't kicked in that she is no longer alive. It has only been a couple of hours since I found out and I can't take it. I don't think anyone knows what it feels like to be in the hospital with the love of their life and waiting for the day to come when the doctor says that they passed away, that you can't avoid the inevitable truth and that all of the time that you spent with them was worth nothing. No one will know that deep wound within until they experience it for themselves.

I raced outside of the hospital, having no idea where I was going. That didn't matter though, I just needed to get away from all of the pain. I ran and ran and ran. To my surprise, I ended up at what used to be Grace's and I's accommodation. I sat on the bed, where Grace used to and stayed there. Tears were coming out of my eyes in bucket loads. I couldn't hold it in anymore. How could anyone expect me to anyway?

After crying for hours on end, I fell asleep. It was the only place where my life was peaceful and I could escape a terrible thing called reality. In fact, I dreamt of Grace that night and all of the memories that we shared. From us sharing our first kiss all the way through to me proposing to her. When I woke up the next morning I remembered something that Grace had put in her letter. She talked about me finding true love in life. I couldn't though because she was my one and only. I wasn't going to fall in love with another girl anytime soon. For now I was going to mourn over my loss of Grace, the only person that I truly loved.

That day I also talked to Grace's parents. We had decided to have a funeral for Grace in Hawaii and whoever wanted to come over could. We also decided that we would have a wake back home as well for all of the people who couldn't come. The funeral was going to be in two days and I didn't want it to come. All that was going to happen was that I would break down into a depressed wreck. I didn't want people to see me that way. At that point I had decided that at Grace's funeral I was going to try to keep it together. I had to be as strong as she would've wanted me to.