*Leon's POV*
Everything was fine at the hospital until today at lunch. Seren hasn't ate since she has been here but the nurses just found that out today. Its been 3 days. She is now laying in bed staring at the ceiling blankly.
It has been hours since lunch. I looked at the clock, it was 8:47 to be exact. I got up from my bed and walked over to the window and cracked it open. This stuffy, rubbing alcohol smelling air was going to make me go crazy.
I looked out the window to the highschool that was right across the road from us. No one was there but I remembered the memories in had their just a couple weeks ago before school was over. I remembered having my first girlfriend in the begginging of freshman year which was only last year. But that didn't last long.
I walked back over to my bed, I was just about to sit down when I heard a sob. It was quiet and weak. I saw Serenity's body shake as sobs went on.
"Seren?" I asked. I walked over to her, but her back was to me so I couldn't see her face.
I heard a couple sniffles then she replied, "What?" Her voice was weak and raspy. She looked so vulnerable, so fragile.
I walked to the other side of the bed where I could see her beautiful, red face. She looked different from before lunch. Before lunch she looked so alive and I could have took her ad happy. But I knew she wasn't.
"Are you okay?" My voice held concern and worry.
She shook her head. "Can you just lay with me?"
She pulled up the covers and I slid under right next to her. She lifted her head and I placed my arm behind her and pulled her close. She places her head on my chest and put her arm over my stomach.
The thing about me is I don't believe in love. I have been hurt, broken, cut, and cheated. And love was the cause of all. The only people I loved where the people in my family.
So I wouldn't fall in love with Seren. I font fall in love anymore.
But as all these ran through my mind, I laid with her. Thinking the same thing in my mind.
I won't fall in love with her.
***
"Seren stop fighting it." I said with concern.
It's now been 5 days since she been here. She still hasn't ate. The nurses forced her but she ended up throwing it up in the bathroom.
The night I held her, her body was small and her bones slightly stuck out. Yet, I haven't ever seen a girl as strong as she is.
"Stop it." She glared at me. "If I don't want to eat, I don't have to." She rolled her eyes and sat down on her bed, placing her head in her hands. A shakey sob filled the room, followed by a deep exhale.
She was so beautiful. Even when she cried I still saw the beautiful person she was. Her beautiful amber eyes, her dark brown hair as it fell just in front of her eyes. She was truly beautiful.
"Why won't you? You can tell me. Seren I..." I cut it short. The wrong word almost came out of my mouth, "care about you..." I finished. Why did that word almost come out of my mouth? I sat down near her.
I also placed my head in my hands. I cared yes I did, but that was far from love. I mean yes caring is a stage of love, and yes I cared.
"You don't get it Leon." She stood up, and placed her hands over her face. "I have been trying to end my life for years Leon. Years! But guess what? It never worked. I wanted to be put out of this awful place, maybe to a place people would understand me. Or maybe even... I don't know. Maybe even somewhere where people weren't ignorant and cared." She put her arm on her forehead. "I need to sit down." She said, sitting down in the ground.
I got up to go help her up but she held up her hand for me to stop. "Stop Leon. Don't touch me." She slowly fell backwards and closed her eyes. "I feel so dizzy."
She was laying on the ground. Slowly turning her head from side to side
"Seren, are you okay?" I asked rushing to her side.
Seren was so independent when it came to helping herself but now she wasn't.
"Leon call someone for help." She said weakly.
***
It's been a couple hours. They put Seren in her bed and placed a IV in her arm to feed her nutrients. The machine made a annoying dripping noise every couple of seconds that drove me insane. But if it was helping Seren it gave me hope about her. It gave me hope that maybe one day she would get better.
I grabbed her Connor Franta book and opened to to the first page.
I read the first sentence and questioned myself.
Who is Connor Franta anyway?
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Sickly Love
Teen FictionTwo people. Two different diseases. Two different personalities. Leonardo Quinten Williams is a sixteen year old boy who has Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia. Leon is the kind of person who will listen to all of your stories and be there for you. He is...