Peddles

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Cole's POV:

I held my mouth, curled over trying not to cough. God, it felt like my lungs would explain. Air filled me quickly as I breathed in through my noise, trying to keep down the cough. It took a minute but finally I was somewhat ok. This was gonna hurt so bad when I get home.

"Cole? Are you-" Kai came to check on me but I got up quickly.

"I'm good." I said, cutting him off. "Let's go. Everyone probably what's to see Skylar ok." I give him my largest smile ans rush off to the car, hiding the sadness I felt. She did love him. Just a little, but it was still love. Skylar sat in the back, while me and Kai sat upfront. This time though it was complete silence from me. The two love birds talked the whole time, forgetting about me. When we got home, Nya rushed to us immediately.

"Is everyone ok?" He looked at Kai first, then to me, ans finally at Skylar. "Skylar!" She goes to hug her red haired friend.

"Hey Nya." Skylar giggles as Nya finally let's go. "It's good to be free again."

"I bet it is. Let me get you something to drink and eat." Nya brings Skylar to the kitchen so she can be fed, leaving me and Kai alone. I turn to him, seeing the loving daze stuck on his face. Why did he love her so much? Inside I want to feel angry, or sad, but I know that makes me a bad person. He can't control his feelings, just like I can't either. My feelings are the reason I'll die, but honestly, I'm fine with that. Suddenly I feel something sharp go up my throat. The peddles. I forgot. I quickly walk to my room, making sure no one put to much attention on me ans ran to my bathroom as soon as I got there. Peddles and blood poured out of me ad I hurled up above the toilet. This was the most ever. I take a deep breathe in as I finish barfing it all up. Water rested right beside the toilet, which I drank right after. This was been happening so much, it was just easier to have the water here. I took a small sip of the water but immediately felt sick again. I curl up by the toilet and barf up more Peddles and blood. The toilet was so red now. It was mainly blood. More and more blood left me everyday. The end was near. I know it is.

"Cole?" It was Kai. He stood outside my locked bathroom door. "You good? I'm hearing a lot of throwing up." Quickly I wipe my mouth, and flush the toilet so I could open up the door for me.

"Uh-- y-yeah. Must have ate something bad." I laugh nervously as I walk out of the bathroom and to my bed. "You know me. Always eating." I gives me a worryed expression and looks back to the bathroom.

"Do you have a plant?" The question confuses me.

"What?"

"There's peddles on the ground of your bathroom." As he said the words peddles my heart stopped. I hadn't cleaned well enough.

"O-oh- yeah. That! I had a plant but uh- then it kinda died." I gets up and close the bathroom door, laughing nervously. "Um- you should check on Skylar." Even just saying these words hurt. He cared so much about her.

"Oh- yeah. Sure. Bye I guess..." I walks out of the door slowly, closing it behind me. This was getting to close. It was getting harder and harder to control my coughs. My lungs felt like they were going to explode all the time. Not good at all. Why is this happening to me? Why? Why did I have to love something who will never feel the same for me? Not even a little bit! I crash onto my bed, letting a small tear leave my eyes. Death was scary, and I thought I'd be able to handle this better, but as the time gets closer I feel myself getting more and more scared. Maybe Misasko was right. Should I get surgery? I look up to my nightstand. A picture of the team was there. Kai stood right beside me. Losing my feelings for me would hurt so much. No. I can't have the surgery. Plus, if I did then everyone would know why, and that I loved Kai. I don't want to die, but I will for him. I'd do anything for me sadly. That's just how your heart works I guess. It's the sad truth. A truth we wish was never real. God damn it, these were my last days. My actual last days. I'm never going to see them again.

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