ALL FOR YOU

CHAPTER 14: You're Very Wrong

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Samantha's pov:
  It has been two weeks since I left the hospital, and I've been dying to see Ethan. I sat on my window swing my legs back and forth watching the way the sun shone on ethan's window.  The windows opened and a tired looking Ethan. Finally. I smiled wildly at him.

"hey" he said. He's voice was very weak, but still audible.

"hey" I replied. He assumed the same position I was, so we were closer.

"you feeling okay? " he asked.

" yeah, how about you? " I asked. He shrugged.

" I've been better. I hear about what you did for me, and I just wanted to say.. " I cut him off.

" please don't tell me you're gonna say thank you for saving my life. " I said and he shook his head.

" am not" he answered.

"good"

"am going to say that I owe you my life, and that am really grateful, and you're the most selfless friend in the world, and I'll never forget what you did." he said. Okay if that compliment had come from someone else, I would have seen them as just words, but hearing him say those words, I just couldn't help the butterflies roaming my tummy. 

"now I think saying thank you would have been a better option. " I say, when my brain refused to produce a reasonable sentence.

" don't you think this is the time to say 'it was nothing, I did what I had to do for a... Friend' or something like that." he said and I chuckled slightly.  "but on a more serious note, am extremely grateful."  he added and I nodded.

"you're welcome " I answered back and silence fell upon us. I blew the hair on face and chewed on my right fingers. It was awkward. One hour ago  I was dying to see him, I had a lot to say to him, but now I can't even keep up a single conversation. Come on Ethan, say something. I waited, but nothing. Okay okay, say something in five, four, three, two.... One.

"you know... " yeah! Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah. I should sign up for a magic show.

" yeah? "

" I realized something after all of this" he said. I looked at him with one raised eyebrow.

"oh really, and what did you realize " I asked with a smile, but it dropped when I saw the look on his face.

" all my life, I never had any worries, you know why? " he said and I shook my head.

" because I am wealthy. I've lived, depending on my father's fortune. I have the best of everything, what I need and what I don't need, I have in excess, if I decide to drop out of school this minute, I still would have no issues getting a suitable job. Every thing I may need or want, it was given to me. I know that everything I have was bought. I thought there was nothing money cannot do, but I was very wrong."

"what do you mean" I asked.

"my 'friends' are the children of my father's colleagues, I've never had an actual friend apart from... "

" Aiden? " I asked. He nodded.

" just look at what happened to me recently. I needed surgery, my parents had the money, but it couldn't buy me a donor. What you gave to me, no amount of money can buy. For the first time in my whole life, I knew the true definition of fear. I was hanging on a tiny piece that divides life and death, and my father's money couldn't do anything about it. I didn't know if I was going to survive it or not. "