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"Just keep holding in please"
"You can fight this, you're strong, a fighter and a survivor"
"Please Chloe, stay with us"
"Not now.... It can't be now. There are still a lot of things we haven't done"
I heard everyone's voice as I gasped for air fighting for my life on the hospital bed.
Just this morning, I was doing perfectly well in the living room with my dad and Nanny back at home. I don't know how or why but it just happened. I coughed once and couldn't stop, I couldn't explain, it was just so scary and painful. The look on my dad and Nanny's face added more to the pain.
I couldn't even imagine what they felt watching me gasp for air and coughing dryly non stop.
We arrived at the hospital in less than thirty minutes and just before I knew it, my friends gathered there also.
I couldn't stand it, I felt so insecure and tired, I really just wanted to cry. I guess this is it, this if the end, this is where I die, but I can't go like this. I can't leave them like this, I promised myself months ago to make sure our last memories together will be filled with laughter and not tears, I can't fail myself.
I was rushed to the emergency room, so weak and tired, I couldn't tell who was who, all I remember was doctors and nurses coming and going with different things. I watched them inject me with all kinds of things but I was numb to the pain, I was numb to everything. The last thing I saw was my dad and friends from the window of my room, crying and praying.
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"I think she's waking up" I heard, the moment I woke up.
"Ssssh..... Don't scare her". I heard. Ok ok if one of those sentences sounded scary, it was definitely the second one cause now I'm scared of what it is that might scare me.
"Yeah. She just had a panic attack, don't let her go into another one".
Ok, that's it. I opened my eyes slowly and yep, of course everyone was here.
Just like when I was nine and had my first heart issue, I was connected to different machines and terrible scared looks on everyone's faces was the same.
"Hey Chloe ". Doctor Thomas gave me a sweet smile as he came to check me. A sweet smile but trust me, I know there's nothing sweet about that smile. I've known him for over ten years and I know he acts sweet before dropping the bomb. "How do you feel?" He stopped to look at me and so did everyone else.
I said I was scared two minutes ago, but now I'm more scared.
I tried talking but I couldn't. It hurts, my throat and body feels empty and it hurts so bad. Scared from the new feeling, little drops of tears fell from my eyes which my dad cleaned, pecking me on my forehead and told me "it'll all be over soon".
Doctor Thomas motioned for my dad and they both left the room with just I, my friends and Mary in it.
Five minutes passed in silence, no one knowing what to say.
"You are my sunshine
my only sunshine
you make me happy
when skies are grey
you never know dear
how much I love you
please don't take my sunshine away".
Lucas held my hands and sang. He was trying so hard to hold the tears in, I could tell, but I still see the little tear drops threatening to fall.
I used my weak, shaky fingers to wipe those tears away when he moved closer to me after I motioned him to.
"I want to say something" I said in pain. Even though my voice sounded so low and tiny, I guess they still heard me cause they all moved closer.
"What's it cupcake?" Lucas asked, holding my hands close to his chest.
"If, no when I die, please don't put on black clothes on my funeral. Don't mourn me cause I'll be going to my mum and rest. Please don't put on black clothes....." I paused to take some deep breaths and make sure they were all following. "Put on yellow dresses. You always say I'm a sunshine and if I'm not mistaken, the sun is yellow and not black. Yellow represents happiness, be happy....I might be gone but don't let my memories go, I want you to think of me and be happy.....a day, two days, a month, years.... Don't cry, don't forget me either. I want you all to be happy because honestly, you made me so much happy". I said and looked at them. When I saw no one was going to say anything, I continued.
"Felicia... I'm giving you the permission to smack anyone who appears with black on my funeral". I told my first ever female best friend with a smile on my face which didn't work, because she wasn't smiling back.
I had a lot to say to them but I couldn't. Doctor Thomas came back with my dad who looked worse than he did when he left.
"She has just five minutes more". Doctor Thomas said, also almost crying. Awwwn, I guess I've been his favorite patient after all. "It can be less if she's stressed, so I'll advise if just five people could stay to reduce the panic and tension" he said and looked at my dad, waiting for him to pick who he wanted to stay.
"Who do you want?" My dad asked, his voice cracking up. I hate to say this but this has to be the first time I'll see my dad cry.
"You can stay ". I told him. "Felicia can stay, Lucas too, Tony and James ". I said, smiling, trying so hard to keep my eyes opened.
The rest came and kissed my foreheads with tears in their eyes, none of them hiding the hurt they felt, said their goodbyes, prayers and left. Mary was the last to go.... I couldn't believe I'd be leaving my mother figure alone after 18 years.
Ok that's it, I broke down. I couldn't help myself, I broke down when the reality dawned on me---i wouldn't be seeing them again.
Mary finally left. It was more just Felicia, Tony, my dad, James and Lucas left, each of them holding tightly unto me as my eyelids got heavy and I couldn't keep them open anymore....
Tick.....tick.....tiiiiiiiiicccccccckkkkkkkkkkk..... The machines finally went off.
A/N
Firstly, I'm going to greatly apologize for the very very late update... I'm sorry.
Then, I'm happy, not so happy to announce that THE PLAY has finally come to an end.
One more chapter and we're done with this.
Yayyyyy?
😭😭 Not yayyyy
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The Play
Teen Fiction'The Play' is a fictional story that I started three years ago. It was motivated by a k-drama 'Extraordinary You'. Chloe Stimpson, the perfect daughter and friends was diagnosed with Cardiomyopathy on her nine years old birthday. She went throug...
