I hate Hospitals, when I was younger I used to think its the place where people get better, which is true but its way more than that. People come and go without anyone opening a door.
Its not the ideal place where I wanted my father to have his last days, surrounded by strangers and not in the comfort of his own home with all his family there. He got cancer when I was 5, I'm 18 now and he's 60, so I'm guessing he's lived a good life considering the circumstances.
Its just me and mum and at the moment sitting with dad, just listening to the heart rate machine beep. I held my dads hand and watched him sleep, its the only time I've seen him so peaceful.
I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked up to see my boyfriend, Noah, looking down on my with tears in his eyes. We have been together since we were 15 and we were fiends since we were little so his family have also been with us through my dads cancer.
"Stacy" I heard my dad mumble
"Yes dad"
"I love you"
"I love you too dad, how are you feeling" I asked
"How do you think?" He joked, he always did know how to make me smile all through this. I just smiled and shook my head.
"Ummm Toby?"
"Yes Noah?"
"May I speak to you" he looked over to me and my mom "in private"
"Okay then" I said "let's go to the café mum"
We walked to the café and i ordered a coffee because I am so so so tired. Me and mum sat for about half an hour in complete scilence until Noah ran in with tears streaming down his face.
"Babe what's wrong, what's happened, is dad ok?" I said frantically
"H-h-he's"
"What Noah! He's what!" I yelled
He didn't reply. Just stood there. I pushed him out the way and ran to my dads room. There was nurses coming in and out and one caught sight of me and walked towards me.
"What's happening" I cried
"Its his time I'm afraid" she said
"No, no, no, no" I tried to convince myself.
"I'm sorry" she said
Noah came up behind me and tried to hold me but I couldn't move. I shut my eyes shut as that horrible sound of the heart heart machine stopped.
My breathing picked up and I couldn't hear a thing. Everything went in slow motion. I just ran. I don't even know where, I could hear my heart beat in my chest, my legs hurt and ached but I kept running.
I got out the hospital and started to slow down until I heard foot steps run up behind me, I turned around to see Noah running towards me, I ran to him and jumped in his arms and began to cry even more than before.
"I'm sorry baby, you'll be fine, I'm here for you babe" he said
"I didn't even say goodbye"
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RandomStacy's life was changed when her father passed on, but has it changed for better or for worse?