Trusting Love • t.m

Chapter 11

"Miss Brianna, you don't have cancer. Not at all, but we did find out that you just have chronic migraines," the doctor said.

"B-But, how come I sleep longer?"

He sighed, "due to pain. You aren't used to it." He looked at me, "you shouldn't be sleeping this much. You look half your age, just super tall. You are underweight, which is a problem. We're giving you a gain-weight pill, and pain medication." He smiled, patted my thigh, and walked out.

* * *

I was walking out, and another headache came on. Of course.

When we got home, I immediately laid in bed.

And I didn't wake up. Not again.

I was in Heaven again, forever.

Toby's POV

After the concert, I checked my phone. I had voicemails, calls, and messages from Brianna's mom.

I checked the messages:

Hey Toby. Call me.

Toby, please. It is important.

Toby

Listen, it is about Brianna.

I checked the voicemails, which contained almost the same thing except crying.

I call her, and she picks up.

"H-Hello, Toby." She said, sobbing in between words. "Yeah, it's Toby. What's wrong?" I asked with concern. "Oh Toby, oh poor, sweet, innocent little Toby..." She started crying again. "There is no other way to say this, then to just say it," she sighs. "Brianna is dead, she died in her sleep."

That was when I dropped my phone, as I feel on my knees. Pain shot through them, along with my heart. My eyes began to sting, it hurts. Glass flew everywhere from my phone screen. Glass in my knees, blood staining my skinny jeans, and the floor. I scream in pain.

I felt numb, except my heart. It shattered into millions of pieces, just floating trying to pull it together, but they just got farther apart.

Everything was so slow, every second had a different emotion. Everything was flashing before my eyes.

Brianna was gone. My girlfriend is dead. I forgot she was dying. She hated me as she died. And I couldn't change anything.