Complications

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Harry gripped the knife in his hands.

He looked so scared....

I opened my eyes and saw that he was shaking.

It will be over....you will be doing me a favor. I said putting my hand on his knee.

He looked at me his eyes wide and tears that never end falling.

I gave him a quick peck on the lips pulling away slowly.

Harry stood up and walked out of the room taking the knife with him.

I followed him.

I-I can't, he said as he walked down the stairs into the kitchen.

I watched as he put the knife back in the drawer.

I thought things were going great. I said watching as he walked over to me.

He put his hand on my cheek, but I turned my face.

"Life Sucks Then You Die" I said looking into his beautiful big emerald green eyes.

He pulled me into a hug,

He was so cold and bone like.

It wasn't the same as it was before,

It used to be warm and cuddley, his large biceps would crush me into a large hug but now it felt like we were part of walking dead.

I pulled away sipping the tears that came to my eyes.

It's not the same Harry and you know that.

He looked down at his body his smile turned to a frown and he let out a little cry.

I know....we're unhealthy.

I ran and grabbed his hand pulling him out the apartment door an to the elevator.

We ha every door cracked so I just ha to pull.

Robert opened the doors to the street and called us a cab.

Where are you taking me? He said with concern.

We climbed into the cab and I told the driver, the address.

We're going to the hospital, I said turning to Harry and grabbing his hand.

He hates the hospital.

He nodded and 10 minutes later we pulled up to the doors of the hospital.

We walked up to the pale ginger at the counter. How may I help you? She said looking at us and examining us.

Well we need to speak to a doctor, we are unhealthy. I said looking at her eyes....bright green.

She nodded

Follow me

She lead us to this small white room with a patents table with tissue paper sprawled across.

We both sat on the table.

It was cold.

The doctor will be here shortly she said while closing the door.

We both looked at each other and smiled were finally getting help, he said looking down at me.

The doctor walked in.

He was about 6'4 and looked to be in his 40's.

He had all white hair and wrinkles around his eyes.

What you do for today? He said sitting down and typing something on the computer.

He turned around and looked at us

Oh my god you guys are walking skeletons.

Me and Harry dropped our heads in shame.

We were interrupted when the doctor told us to stand up and lift up out shirts.

He turned away disgusted with what he saw.

You guys are anorexic.

I pulled my shirt down and sat back on the table.

Harry did the same thing.

What can we do to fix it? I said looking at the doctor waiting for an answer.