chapter 27
"until death did us part"
christopher owen sturniolo was loved by many.as he lay, in that hospital bed, the cold air escaping the windows, the beeping from his heart monitor coming to a quick halt, flatlining. his last thoughts before his heart failed him.. we're about dejah.
middle school
as chris walked away after breaking up with tonya, he was on the search for dejah. he searched the whole school and he couldn't find her anywhere. he was about to give up as his legs were aching and he had to get to class, when he finally had found her. she was sat on the stairs, listening to music using her beats that chris had bought her. he smiled and approached her, taking a seat next to her. she doesn't even look at him, doesn't even acknowledge his presence. chris finally speaks up.
"do you.. love me?"
such a simple question yet dejah couldn't bring herself to answer. she heard him, but she pretended like she didn't. "dejah?" he asks again, pulling her headphones off her head, forcing her to now acknowledge him.
she shakes her head, standing up and taking a few steps up, "you have a girlfriend, chris. you know the one that is a horrible bitch and is always out to fucking get me. she's only with you to make me jelous, when will you finally see that?" she shouts, looking at chris who is now stood up too.
he climbs up the steps so he's now stood on the same step as dejah, inches apart from each other, "i see it now." he says. now he's the one wanting to kiss her. if only this moment could have happened moments prior, dejah would have obviously kissed him. but she didn't. instead, she turns her head away and continues walking up the stairs, leaving a lonely chris behind.
moments before, chris lay still. his frail body barely making an imprint on the crisp white sheets. his eyes, once bright and full of life, were now half-open, staring blankly at the ceiling as if seeing something far beyond it. his breathes were shallow, each one a struggle, each one a reminder of how close the end was.
his eyes were red-rimmed, tears long dried on his cheeks, but he had no more left to cry. a nurse entered the room quietly, checking the monitors, adjusting the IV. she gave chris a small, sad smile, one that held no real comfort, only understanding. she knew the signs; she had seen them too many times before. it wouldn't be long now.
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