Sincerely, yours

58 | Living

Ezra

I knew this already, I just never had the courage to tell Ashtyn. Once I got my first serious headache it was what my mind went to. 

"We need to discuss the treatments." He crossed his arms. I know Ashtyn was freaking out, but I have to the surgery. "Is it the surgery?" I asked him. 

He nodded his head "And there's radiation and chemotherapy. We also looked into your records and saw you were taking seizure medications?" 

"Yeah." 

"You wouldn't be able to take those with the new ones if you do the surgery." "I want to do the surgery." I told him and I heard a sound from Ashtyn. 

"Okay, I'll get the nurses to get you prepped." He walked out. "Ezra-" He stood to his feet. 

"Baby, it's okay." I gathered the strength to sit on the edge of the bed. 

I could see his eyes watering up. "It's okay." I said again, grabbing him then pulling him into my arms. He started crying a little bit. 

I'm telling him that it's okay, but I'm honestly really scared. "Please be okay." He whispered.

I didn't say anything back.

I've done my research on this and if the surgery works then I'll have up to ten more years, but that's if I get extremely lucky. 

I pulled him off of me then kissed him. "I love you so much, Ashtyn." "I love you, too, Ezra." He kissed me one more time then hugged me again. 

I'm going to miss you so much and I hope I can see you later. 

        After 30 minutes I was prepped and Ashtyn was still crying a little bit. This isn't how I wanted today to turn out, but at least I have the chance to get better unlike my father did. 

They started rolling the bed away and I took a deep breath. 

Here goes nothing. 

I was laying flat now since we were in the operation room and I was about to be hit with the anesthesia. They told me to count down from ten, but I don't remember doing so. 

The only thing I could see was Ashtyn. We were in my old bathroom at my moms house. This was before we were even dating and I made a move on him. 

His face was priceless.

He looked like he was frozen in time with his flustered cheeks. He has always been adorable, even when I tried to deny it. 

I love him so much and I couldn't imagine life without him. He's the best person on this planet and I wish there were more people who was as considerate and grateful as him. 

He also has an impeccable eye for decorating things. 

He still loves to decorate the house for every season and holiday and it's so cute because he will get to excited. I miss him and I hope nothing bad happens to him. 

I remember the first time we had sex. I was so nervous, but I could tell he was even more nervous. 

I think he enjoyed it, though. 

Yeah, he definitely did. 

       "Ezra?" I heard two people at the same time. I slowly opened my eyes, trying to get used to the brightness. "Ugh, why is it so bright?" I said. 

The light turned down and I felt like I could finally see. "Ashtyn." I smiled, seeing him. He gave me a hug and then I noticed a few other people like Abby, Ashlyn, Ethan, and then the baby. 

"Oh hey." I felt so alive. My head still hurt, but I feel better overall. "Welcome back." Ashlyn said with a smile. 

"What time is it?" "9." "In the morning?" "No, at night silly." Ashtyn said, sitting beside me. He was right because there wasn't any light outside. 

Jeez, I've been out for a long time. 

I just noticed I wasn't in the same bedroom as before. This one was a decent size, bigger than the others I've been in back in England. 

My doctor came into the room and started discussing all the treatments and I'll be able to leave here in a couple of days. Not too long after he left, Ashlyn and Ethan left too. 

Now it was just the three of us.

"At least you're not bald." Abby told me. "Yeah, I guess." I smiled. Me and Abby talked for 10 more minutes about how home has been and then she left since she has to go work in the morning. 

Now it's just me with my favorite person in the whole wide world. 

He sat on the bed and looked at me. "The doctor said you might only have a...only a couple years to-" He stopped, wiping the few fallen tears. 

I know what he was getting the, so I just pulled him into me the best I could and held him. He cried into my chest and I cried a little bit, too. 

"It'll be okay." I told him. "No it's not. We're supposed to be together forever." He shook his head no, voice full of emotions. 

I took a deep breath.

Would I be wrong to marry him even though I'm going to die soon?