Take me Home

15 || ...and I Don't Mean Puppy dog Love...

"Sodapop," I sniffle standing up.

He walks over to me, "what are you doing out of your room?"

I shrug, "I wanted to come and visit Dally plus I'm cleared. I've been cleared. I just haven't left."

"Why not?" He asks.

"Do you hate me?" I ask looking at him.

He walks over to me and puts his hand on my cheeks making me laugh, "I could never hate you Chloe because, I love you."

I hug him tightly and sob into his shirt, "Sodapop!"

He rubs my back, "you're okay my love. You're okay."

"No, I'm never gonna be okay," I sob loudly into his shirt. "I have nothing Sodapop."

"You have me," he kisses my head.

I look up at him tears rolling down my cheeks, "is Dally gonna die?"

"I wish I could tell you," he sighs. "It kills me to see you like this."

I bury my face in his shirt, "I love you so much Sodapop."

A nurse walks out of the room and I pull away from Sodapop, "are you the young lady who was in his room?"

I nod my head, "is he okay?"

"I'm afraid not," she sighs. "Why don't you go see for yourself?"

Soda looks at me, "do you want to go in alone?"

I stand on my tippy toes and kiss him gently, "yes please. I love you Sodapop."

"I love you too Chloe," he smiles.

I walk into the room to see Dally ice cold with blue lips and a pale face. Beep...........beep...beep......beep.........beep....beep...........beep............................................beep...beep

A few tears slide from my cheeks and a nurse walks over to me "we're not sure how much longer he has."

I nod my head, "thanks. Can I have a minute?"

"Of course," she nods walking out of the room.

I pull a chair up next to him, "c'mon Dally, please. I love you."

Beep......beep.............beep..beep.beep...............beep

"If you're hearing this and you're still holding on for me then please just let go," I sigh. "I love and I want you to wake up but not if you're in pain."

"Chloe," I hear a weak voice as I wake up.

I turn my head in so much pain I think I might die, "Dallas?"

He smiles, "I love you."

"I love you too," I say using so much strength.

He moves his head slowly over to me pecking my lips, "I think I'm gonna die."

"Please don't," I beg a few tears sliding down my cheeks.

"Make sure Soda treats you right," he speaks before closing his eyes his face paling.

"Dallas!" I try to yell, but it comes out as a whisper. "Dallas!"

Beep...beep...beep..beep...beep...beep...beep...beep

"Dallas," I whisper.

His eyes flutter open, "Chloe."

I smile and jump onto his bed hugging him tightly, "oh my god Dallas!"