Sarah: The True Accounts of A Broken Road

Chapter 11

The three weeks were finally up and he was coming to get me today! I was so excited about this; I had all my bags packed and was ready to go. It sucked that we had to go on such a rainy, stormy afternoon. I was just reading my favorite book again while I waited for him to come and get me. I looked at the clock and saw it was past noon. So I decided to text him:

'Babe? Where are you? You still coming? Love you'

I waited for a response when I heard my phone buzz from someone calling. I picked it up even though I didn't know who it was and that is when I heard it all. "Hello is this Sarah?" The voice said. "Um... yeah why?" I said a little shaky. "This is Dr. Parker and I have some bad news for you..." I stood there listening to what he was saying. I dropped the phone and began to cry uncontrollably. I ran out of the door without even a jacket and ran to the hospital which was only about twenty minutes away on foot.

I arrived at the hospital, found out where he is and I ran to his room. The sight was horrific, He had tubes coming out of him, and I began to sob while I stood over him. I grabbed his hand and started whispering, "Babe, Please make it through... I need you so much... You mean everything to me... You made me feel needed... You made me so happy... Please pull through!" I sat there sobbing for hours beside him when I heard him whisper, "Sarah... I love... You..." After he said that, the heart monitor began to beep and I saw a straight line. I was forced out of the room where I waited in the lobby hoping and praying he will make it. I saw the doctor and nurses come out of the room. I was scared to ask anything but Dr. Parker told me to go with him. I stood there with him when he told me, "I am so sorry, but he didn't make it..." I fell to my knees crying out the worst pain I have ever felt in my life. I went back to his room and looked at him then I walked over to him and kissed him softly.

The next following days, I stayed in my room and I never came out. I lay in my bed all day, I never read, I only cried and my bags were still packed from that day. On that Saturday, I went to his funeral where I was asked to stand and speak about him. I got up there and this is what I said:

"Tyler was the most special kind of guy a girl could have asked for. He made my life feel complete with his smile and is kindness he gave me. I fell in love with Tyler only a couple of months ago and in those months, I have felt more alive than I ever have any other time in my life. So thank you Tyler for all you did for me, I know we have to say farewell for now... But I will never forget you..."

I couldn't finish and broke down crying while I was talking about him. I had so much more to say and before I left. I touched his face one last time, remembered our memories and said, "This isn't goodbye... Only the beginning."