Dear Lord Help: Chapter 9

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I can hear yelling and George arguing but I can't move any body part. My head feels like its splitting open. Am I going to die ? I wonder. 

I'm focusing in, or trying to focus on what they are saying. I hear Georges voice saying something like, "So what, are you just going to leave him to die-" and then a deep masculine voice arguing back, "Sir we are trying to help but he has a very bad brain tumor. He has a month or two left. You must do what is best for hi-" George butts in loudly, "NO i AM NOT GOING TO LET MY BOYFRIEND DIE I CAN'T I just got him-" At that point he started sobbing. I  smiled or I think I tried to when he said boyfriend, because damn I am in love.

I realise that I can't see so I attempt to open my eyes but even a crack invokes a migraine stronger than hell. I clamp them shut and admit defeat, I can't stand this pain and I know that. I just don't want George to suffer when he already has to battle so much. 

I'm making my decision just as I hear George's heartbroken sob wrecked meek voice say, "If I have to let him go so he stops suffering I think...well I'm not okay but it will be for his best and I can't bear to see him clinging to life, I just....don't know-" On know his voice breaks again and I feel selfish for what I have to do. It won't be fair to him but I can't hang on much longer.

I whisper-and this time I'm sure it's out loud- "I love you George-stay strong for me..."



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