"tell me about her."
I couldn't hold back a smile, "I mean... there's so much to say, she's so sweet, she's caring, she's Incredibly funny she makes me laugh all the time, she's smart, but not just book smarts she's like really like clever. I just..." I blushed, "I just... love her. She's... I don't know whenever I'm with her I feel happy. I feel safe. I never want it to end I just... I love her."
"You ever told her?"
"No. I... I don't think I've ever even said it out loud." I told her, "And the fact that she might die before knowing how I feel... I can't think about it, the thought of losing her, it doesn't seem fair... I should've just told her from the beginning..."
"...life isn't fair Jerome. It's why it's so precious"
"but is it fair that I'm losing her like this? that I have to watch her get to such a critical point? that if she dies it's all going to be my fault? that I never told her my true feelings?"
"It's not your fault. no matter what happens it's not your fault."
"but I couldn't save her, if she dies now it is my fault... maybe I could have said something done something... I should've told her and maybe then she'd try to fight this harder for me, maybe she'd keep going but now she's giving up because she thinks nobody loves her or wants her alive..."
"Jerome, it's not your fault she's fighting believe me she is fighting. It's not your fault if she dies"
"I want to believe that but right now, I just can't. it's... it's so hard to believe that" my whole body felt numb with pain and sadness I wanted to be with her holding her hand, "but... what if she... what if she doesn't make it out of the surgery? what if- what if she dies on the table? and I-"
"just... Try not to think about it"
"how can I not when this is my best friend's life? the... the girl I love." I stared at her as I wiped my tears, "I'm sorry."
"It's alright trust me I've seen far worse."
"she has to make it, she has to."
"I hope she will..."
my mind began to race with the thought of losing such an important person to me, the mere thought of it was terrifying enough that I started shaking in the chair, my body trembling I couldn't bear this world without her. and to think... I wouldn't even get to say goodbye if something happened to her.
"ohh... Good news." the nurse said,
I bolted upright in my chair,
"What is it!"
"she's out the surgery theatre"
"Is she okay? the doctors said she was fine, right?!"
"she's alive. Doctors notes say... medication is being given now moving her onto post-op ward C8 room... 109"
The moment I heard It I grabbed my stuff and got out of the chair, I gave the nurse a hug and a thank you before I bolted through the corridors like a speed demon, my heart felt like it was beating out of my chest but I didn't care, I didn't even bother waiting for a lift I just ran up the stairs! As soon as I saw her room I burst in without a word.
And there... I saw her. she's alive!
For a moment my feet couldn't move torn up to see she was alive, lying hooked up to various machines, "she's okay, she's okay," I cried as I set my stuff down pulled the chair beside her and held her hand as tight as I could, I smiled so giddy crying tears of joy just sitting here beside her.
Slowly after a while her sweet eyes flutter open and glances around the room. I smiled and held her hand as gently as I could not wanting to hurt her but she saw me, faintly smiled and squeezed my hand a little.
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Jermone Clarke One Shot
Fiksi PenggemarHouse of Anubis Jerome Clarke Plaid Eugene Simon
