𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙞𝙢

𝙛𝙞𝙫𝙚

My birthday was tomorrow. To be honest I had hoped you wouldn't of realised. I had never really enjoyed celebrating my birthday. Ever since I was young, I had seen it as a day which reminds me how much time had past since my last and that didn't exactly seem like something to celebrate.

Easton Blaine: Going to be going out of town for the next couple of days so won't be able to talk much xx

Great! At least now I wouldn't have to lie to you.

Tayla Evans: Yeah okay that's fine xx

Part of me was upset I couldn't spend the day with you but there would be other days.
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The day rolled around and it was like any other. I stayed in bed till midday then chucked on some sweatpants and an oversized Nike t-shirt I had stolen from your wardrobe.

I watched Netflix for most of the day until it got to around 5pm and I realised I was starving. When I got up to walk down stairs I heard a knock at the door.

My mum was out at a work meeting all day but left a £200 give card on my bed to show that she 'cared'. My siblings never bothered to visit so I very much doubted it would be them.

I rushed to the door and saw you standing there effortlessly. In one hand a bunch of roses and in the other a takeout bag from McDonald's.

"Thought you would enjoy some company on your birthday,".

"I thought you were going out of town this weekend?" I questioned.

"I was going too but when I found out your stupid ass forgot to tell me it was your birthday, I cancelled it," You said with a smirk.

You were genuinely the most selfless person I had ever met. What I did to deserve you, I had no idea. We walked through to the kitchen and after we had ate, we decided to watch a movie. You gave me the choice so of course I chose Grease just so I could sing along to every song.

"I'll go grab us some popcorn," you said.

I heard you get up and walk through to the kitchen. There was rustling then a sudden bang like you had just fell to the floor.

"East, what's going on?" I shouted.

No response.

I immediately jumped up from the sofa and ran through to see you laying on the floor with a pool of blood coming from your mouth. I didn't know what to do. I had never been in a situation like this before.

I grabbed your torso and pulled it up towards me.

"Hey East, look at me,".

Your eyes flicked up to meet mine for a fraction of a second before returning to the floor. I grabbed a damp towel and started mopping up the blood. I don't even remember what thoughts were going through my head at that moment. All I remember is for a split second, I thought I would loose you.

"I'm okay," you finally muttered.

"Uh huh, there's blood flooding out of your throat and you really think I'm going to believe that!".

"I think it's time I tell you something,".

"Yeah I fucking think it is,".

I didn't mean to be rude, I was just so flustered. I was so confused why you weren't panicking about what had just happened to you. Then I realised you wouldn't be stressed out if it was a common occurrence for you.

"I have COPD,".

"Wh-what i-is tha-that,".

"It stands for chronic obstructive pulmonary disease, it basically just gives me problems in my lungs and chest but I'm going to be fine," you reassured me.

I felt my eyes well up with tears. I knew you said you would be fine but I couldn't lose you. I couldn't imagine my life without you. I would be alone once again. I stopped myself from thinking about the worst.

"Where were you supposed to be today?" I spat out.

"Just at this er.... visiting my grandparents,".

"Easton, please tell me where you were meant to be going today,".

You took a deep sigh.

"I was meant to be going up to London to see a specialist in COPD. They asked me if they could do some tests on me and just check everything was going well,".

"Shit East, why didn't you tell me,".

"I didn't want you to worry about me because I'm completely fine!".

"Stop fucking saying that, please!" I shouted more harshly than I had intended.

You went silent and looked at the ground. You looked disappointed in yourself.
I could tell you were embarrassed by what happened and it hurt me to see you like that.

"I struggle with depression," I said out of no where.

I felt your eyes on me but I couldn't meet them. I suddenly regretted my decision of telling u but there was no going back now.

"I have ever since my Dad left. One day we were a happy family, the next he was paying my Mum so he didn't have to have anything to do with us anymore," I continued.

"Afterwards my sister flew to America to start a new life there, my brother moved in with his girlfriend and I was stuck here. My Mum on the other hand was your normal, caring and loving Mother until everything fell apart. I don't blame her for finding it difficult but she started to block out everyone and everything apart from her fucking work,".

I waited for your response but it never came. Instead you kissed my temple and wrapped me up in your arms. Finally I felt at ease.