{ONE NIGHT}

*TWENTY-EIGHT*

{another day...}

Dimitri's pov

Saturday, October 1, 2:37 pm {Hosital}

When we reached the hospital Mya grabbed my shoulder and gave it a sight squeeze, and let out a sigh that had been built up. I traced Mya's face with my eyes, she had a few scratches on her face. I look at her outfit, her shirt was a hot pink and black 'My Chemical Romance" T-shirt, paired with black jeans and pink and black Jordans, then I focus on my own outfit, a white Pizza Plante T-shirt with sweat pants, it's very obvious that she has more style than me. Her bangs swept over her eyes as we walk down the long hallway towards room 202. You could hear the heart monitor through the door. The footsteps of Mya walking caused me to be a little less nervous about going to see my dying brother, because now I have a friend, even better my girlfriend, coming with me, and her support is the one I need most right now. A sigh comes from Mya's mouth as she says, 

"I really wish Corbin the best recovery..." She grabs my hand and shivers. "Are you cold too?" she whispers as she wraps her arms around her body and shivers again. 

"I'm not that cold." I sigh as I say it. We walk into room 202 and I get chills looking at my brother... he look like he's in peace, but he's hurt. I breath in and out. Then I hold my breath. What is wrong with me. I could of stopped this? I thought to myself and stopped holding my breath. I turn to walk away. I walk until I reach the front of the hospital. 

I didnt relize that Mya had followed me. 

"dimitri, what's up? You know you can talk to me," she says in a soft voice. 

"This is my fault isn't it" I sigh out these words. 

"No it's not," she says as she sits against the brick wall, and wraps her arms around my legs. "You may have helped, but if you did you could have been hurt, I think you were just scared," she said with a hit that she was annoyed in the tone while she talked. 

"Actually Dimitri can we talk?" I look at her as she rises to her feet 

"Yeah, what's up?" 

"I don't think our relationship is working the way I want it to." 

"Mya?" 

"Dimitri," 

"So you're breaking up with me?" 

"that's what it seems like Dimitri, I don't mean to do it here, or now but... yeah," 

"Oh, okay then." 

"I should go call my mom to pick me up," 

"Yeah, yeah you should."

 As she walked away, taking the last piece of dignity I had attached to me, I felt I needed to cry. So I ran to the nearest hospital bathroom that was open and let it all out, right then and there.