GERARD'S POV
I talked to the doctor away from Helena and Frank. He said that she had only 4 months to live. These words didn't even make sense anymore. Four. Months. To. Live. This can't be true. My little angel is going to stay with me forever. Why do I have such a hard time accepting it? She's been with us for four years now. Why do I feel like she's not going to die. No she can't. She's mine. She's my daughter. Frank and I are very proud dads. I couldn't have asked for more. Much more thoughts ran in my mind. I came down to one conclusion. Well actually two. One is to make every single day after this count. Two is that she's not dying. I went back inside her hospital room.
Me: Great news... The doctor said that you could come back home tonight.
Frank: Do you want to come back?
Helena: Yes more than anything.
Me: Lets get this stuff and go home.
I picked Helena up and Frank got all of her gifts. We went to the car and went straight home. Once we arrived she got out of the door herself. I looked at Frank and smiled.
Me: I have to tell you something.
Frank: Yea, baby what is it.
Me: We are going to do everything we can for her. I don't care about the money. But I want to go to the beach with her tomorrow.
Frank: That......sounds great.
A single year drop rolled down his eye. I looked straight at it. I licked it of his face and kissed his lips. He kissed me back. I realized that we've spent already 15 minutes in here making out. Finally I pulled back to speak.
Me: I love you.
Frank: I love you too.
We both went inside holding hands. Helena was taking a shower at the time so I decided to start the cooking. I made breakfast. It was always me who made breakfast. Helena and Frank would make dinner and together we all made lunch. She came down stairs the way she did everyday. With a huge smile on her pretty little face. At this time Frank would be lazily say on the sofa. He was the hardest to get up, but I always got the job done. We were at the hospital about 30 minutes ago how could he be so tired now? I love him. I made eggs, pancakes, bacon and toast. I poured them some orange juice and laid it out on the table. Helena was already sitting down waiting for us. I went to the sofa kissing Franks face all over.
Me: Wake up handsome.
I said that gently. He smiled as he got up stretching. He was so cute when he stretched. The little noises he made we so cute. Finally all of us were sitting at the table. This is probably what I'll miss the most.
The next two months have been great. We've done things we never thought we would.
HELENAS POV
I know how much time I have left. Exactly two months. Almost each night I hear one of my dads cry. They made a song for me and it's called cancer.
Now turn away if you could get me a drum of water cause my lips are chapped and faded call my aunt Marie help her gather all things and bury me and know my favorite color my sisters and brothers still I will not kiss you cause the hardest part of this is leaving you.....
They were still working on it and stuff.
FRANKS POV
Today's the day. We were at the hospital. Again. She was 3 minutes away from taking her last breath. Gerard, Laura and I were all holding hands. Blade held on to her wrist. Ever since her 13th birthday he's been so nice. I don't know why I over reacted. Everyone that we told was there. I was crying begging to please stay. I couldn't stand to see Gerard this was. So depressed.
Helena: I know I want to stay too. Listen... I appreciate everything you guys have done for me. I'm happy that I have met all of you. I could now die in peace. Good bye. I love you all. Just go on with your lives. Bye.
She looked at Gerard and I smiling as she passed away. My heart broke. I was yelling for God to being her back. She didn't get to make her wish. Gerard was on his knees crying. Everyone was so heart broken. No one felt the pain as much as Gerard and I. The doctor came in putting a cover over her lifeless body. He also said that her wish was for Gerard and I. Next year on March 17th Gerard and I would re marry. A dream marriage. I couldn't control the emotions inside me.
A week has passed. Gerard has became an alcoholic and I've been wrapped around drugs. It's not good. Not at all. I wish things were like it was years ago when we first met her again. Everyday I go to her grave. I play a song for her on electric guitar. Gerard comes too but we go at different times. Sometimes I feel like him and I are falling apart.
A month has now past and I've stopped doing drugs for her. I know she would want me to do that. There hasn't been a day when I'm not thinking if her. My daughter has become a real angel now. Her funeral was the saddest thing ever.
A year later Gerard and I have learned from her. I stand here while the priest rambles on about the whole marriage thing. Just as he's about to say to kiss he pulls out a black piece of paper. It was from Helena. She's pre written it for us today.
It read: I wanted my wish to be this. I wanted you to fall in love again.
It was about Gerard and I. I couldn't help but let a couple of tears out. Not of depression but of happiness. I must say this is a wedding dream come true. Helena was different. She never thought of herself. This is why she was so different. I love her. But most of all I miss her. I'm glad she came in my life. In a way Gerard and I learned from her.
It's been 4 years since. It's now her 19th birthday. Earlier today I went to her grave again. I stood there for two hours talking to her. And it felt like she was listening. 30 minutes later, my band walked on stage.
Gerard: This song is called Helena.
