Dangerous. (a Jack Gilinsky and Sammy Wilkinson Fanfic

Chapter Six.

                                                        *Two months and one week later*

        “You’ll be okay, beautiful.” Jack said as he kissed my head as we walked down the hallway of the hospital. I was shaking like crazy as Jack hugged me tightly and kissed my forehead. “Are you sure you don’t want me to come in?” Jack asks as I hesitantly shake my head. I look up at him and kiss his cheek.

        “Thank you so much, Jack. I need to do this alone. You’ve helped me so much.” I stand on my tip toes and kiss him passionately for about 5 seconds and then release from our hug as I slowly open the door to Shawn’s room. I see Shawn’s pale, fragile body laying in the hospital bed as I fill my eyes fill up already. I walk up to his bed as I pull a chair over and his eyes flutter open as he weakly smiles at me.

        “Ariana?” He asks quietly as I nod doing my best to smile as a tear slips down my cheek and I don’t bother to wipe it.

        “Hey, Shawny boy.” I tease as he smiles weakly again. I smile at him as it quickly fades as I come back to reality.

        “Ari?” Shawn weakly says as I look up as more tears slip down my raw cheeks. “Can you promise me something?” He asks as I nod.

        “Of course.” I whisper. He grabs my hand and holds it tightly and I smile a sad smile as tears fall again.

        “You can’t be sad when I leave.” Shawn says as I give him a questioning look and felt nearly hurt as a constant stream of tears had supplied itself. Before I could say anything Shawn started again. “You need to move on, have a quick grieving period and then I need you to continue to live your life. You need to go to your dream college and I need you to get married and have a family. I can’t let this tear you down. Ari, you’re the most amazing person I know and I can’t let something like this stop you from living.” He says as I feel anger. 

        “No. I will grieve for however long I want. I will cry night after night and I won’t sleep and I’ll be living like a zombie for god knows how long because I’m losing you. Shawn you’ve been my best friend for forever and this is killing me knowing it’s literally killing you. Me and you? We were suppose to go to college together and live together and have fun, we were suppose to have kids and watch them grow and our kids would be best friends and we would grow old together as best friends and we’re suppose to die when we’re 99 years old in our beds after having a great day and a great life together. But, no. I’m losing you. I don’t get any sleep as it is and I’m constantly crying and the only thing that gets me through the day is knowing that you’re still here, I’ll tell myself ‘maybe he’ll go into remission’ I’ll try and convince myself that it’ll be okay but the truth is that it’s not! Not only are you being deprived, but I’m being deprived of dreams too. It kills me to see you like this, and no matter how much time I’ve stayed with you these past few months it’s never going to be enough time. I’m going to miss you more than anything. I can’t even explain to you the emptiness I know I’ll be feeling when you leave. So no Shawn, I can’t promise you that. I’ll be grieving and missing you until the day my heart stops beating, I can promise that.”