𝐏𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐬 ✓

Chapter Eleven

Marcy took a seat on the chair as Conner leaned against the wall.

"How are you feeling?" I smiled at her concern.

"A bit drowsy but I'm okay." She took my hand in hers. She looked at me with worry in her eyes.

"You look so pale, barely alive. It hurts me right here to see you like this." She put her free hand on her chest as I saw tears spilling out of her eyes.

"Don't cry, Marcy. I'll have color soon and I'll be up and running in no time." I gave her hand a little squeeze of reassurance. I hated lying. Especially to Marcy.

I looked over at Conner. I could tell he was trying to hide his concern for me. Trying to keep a strong front for Marcy.

"So, how-how did Alexander take the news about my heart?" I hesitated but I had to know. I knew he was worried but I had to know from someone else's point of view.

"He was devastated. He broke down crying and blamed himself for it." I let out a sigh.

"Does his mom know that I'm here?" He looked at me questioningly.

"His mom knows about my heart. I told her when we went to see her." Conner scoffed.

"Of course she does. I'll give her a call." I nodded as he walked outside with his phone.

"You're not really okay are you?" I looked over at Marcy. She looked at me with eyes filled with raw emotions.

"I know you better than anyone Amaryllis. You're not okay and you know it too." I let out a sigh and ran my hand through my hair.

"I'm sorry. I didn't want to worry you more than you already were. I didn't want you to be scared that I'll die at any moment. I wanted you to enjoy our time together before it ends so you won't be left with such sadness when I'm gone." I wanted to cry but couldn't. I knew I was going to die. But, I wasn't scared.

I've prepared for it.

4/26/98

Amaryllis

Two days have passed already. I was getting weaker and paler. Alexander stuck by me the entire time. He would only leave to shower and get food.

He was scared that I'd pass on while he was gone, which, in reality, I kind of found amusing.

I tried being strong for those I cared about but it was starting to become increasingly more difficult as the hours flew by. The doctors knew this. I could see the sad looks on the nurse's faces when they came into the room to check up on me. They knew as well as I did that my time was coming. But, I smiled through it.

My heart was slowing down and it was getting harder to breathe. I told the doctors to let me be when they came in to put me on an oxygen machine.

They tried convincing me at first but I told them that I wasn't scared to go. I was ready. They gave up after almost an hour of arguing.

Now, I lay on the bed as my heart slowly decreased in speed with my parents and friends surrounding me.

I looked up at Alexander. He wanted to cry, I could tell by the tears building up in his eyes, but didn't for my sake. My mother was crying and so was Marcy. I could see a few tears slip down Conner's face.

The heart monitor started to beep as my heart started to go into a slow stop. I looked at everyone with a smile and said,

"I love you."

Before the machine had a continuous beep and the line laid flat.

Alexander

I felt numb as I looked at her. Tears streamed down my face making her image blurry.

I lost her.

All that was heard was the heart monitor and the cries of her mother and best friend.

My heartfelt like it broke into a thousand pieces. I didn't know what to do anymore.

A doctor walked into the room frowning as he saw Amaryllis. He apologized for our loss and took Amaryllis' father outside to speak to him.

I sat there with her cold pale hand still in mine. I didn't want to let go but I had to.

That's when I remembered what she said.

"You'll never lose me. I'll always be here." Her smile and voice rang in my head until I finally let go of her hand. Yet, I never let go of her smile.