Wednesday Evening

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My family decide they want to spend the evening back at our actual house, they brought it back fairly easy I guess when you have a dying daughter there is some advantages. The whole night I couldn't take my mind off Ezra and I felt bad for it, this was my family. They cried, they talked about how young I am, how much of a future I had ahead of me and it genuinely was too depressing for me to even try to converse in. The whole evening seems to be going slower than walkings pace but soon enough Ezra is at the door, I am ready to leave straight away but my father insists on having a private word with Ezra. Oh the joys. I am able to make my way out to listen to the conversation without being noticed.
"Was any of this your idea? The pills? So you don't have to go through this?"
"Sir, everything that has happened is Aria's decision. I didn't want it to end this way but I believe she knows what she wants most with her life."
"Well you've obviously got her wrapped around your finger, what's with her wanting to stay with you rather than her own flesh and blood?"
"Mr Montgomery, Aria is old enough to make her own decisions about her life. This is what she wants and maybe she wants it because you seem to think she's still a little girl. She doesn't have much time left and if she wants to spend it with me I accept that, I accept that it will be hard for everyone but I want what she wants. I'm sorry if that hurts but it's the rest of her life in her hands. I love her and I will look after her."
My dad walks to the door and I am not capable of making a swift exit so I am left alone standing. He looks me up and down before hugging me once more, he's already said goodbye but this time it feels different.
"I love you Aria." He says as he pulls back and I reach out quickly for Ezra.
"I love you too."

The whole of the car journey home me and Ezra decide to make our topic of conversation places we would like to travel to. I say Rome, he says Greece. We both agree on France probably because we're both too in love to miss a romantic opportunity like kissing on top of the Eiffel Tower. But we will miss it, I'll miss it. I'll miss every other opportunity there is.

As we reach home I become more tired, weaker I head for the sofa and almost collapse onto it. This is my body slowly closing down but I try to ignore it. I can't be shutting up shop now, I want more time. I need more time. We don't talk much after that until I finally bring up a conversation we both dreaded.
"I'll take the pills myself, I don't want you going down for this. You'll say you were out of the room and you only found out when it was too late. I'm sorry I'm leaving you with this risk of-"
"Please don't Aria. I don't care about a risk. I care about you. They could lock my up for the rest of my life, my life is only when I'm with you."
"Are you going to miss me Ezra?"
"As long as the day follows night."

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