I loved, and I loved, and I lost you

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I'm not good with medical stuff, SO PLEASE DON'T COMMENT ABOUT THAT. I just broke my own heart while writing and listening to it hurts like hell. My heart hurts so much right now I regret writing this.

Seán's pov:
I left the hospital covered in tears. I can't tell him. I can't believe it.

I don't want to die.

I have an incurable diease that kills the victim in a month. (I didn't know what to do so I made a new diease)

There's no cure. No treatment yet provided.

"Hey Jack i'm back from Ohio! How's my Jackarooney doing"? Seeing Mark's smile yanked on my heartstrings. Because that smile would soon disappear.

I couldn't say it. I held up a notepad written in red pen in bold letters read:

I will die. (Enter diease name)

Mark dropped his suitcases to the floor knocking a piece of china over and shattered into pieces.

"Sean this is real"? Mark was already puffy.

"Yes". I managed to choke out.

"No... you can't die"! Mark covered his face with his hands and fell to his knees sobing loudly.

"Mark". I need Mark's arm's around me. His warm scent that filled my nostrils will soon disappear, and i'll slip away from his arm's. Death is terrifying to imagine. because it's man's biggest fear when they know they're near the end.

"Sean why didn't you tell me I wouldn't had gone and left". Mark gripped at my shirt and cried in the crook of my neck.

"I have one month Mark".

"Then i'll spent every minute with you". Mark wiped his tears.

Mark's pov:
The next day~

He'll be gone in a month. I won't be able to talk, hold, and kiss him ever again. His smile will be gone so will his laughter.

"Sean I plan on making your last moments memorable". I held his hands.

"I know you will Mark and I plan on that too". Jack replied and pressed his forehead to mine. And we stood in slience for a moment.

Three day's before...

"Remember that field full of flowers Jack"?

"Yeah".

"I'm taking you there".

The walk was short, We arrived fifteen minutes later. The flowers were all in bloom there were some wilted. Not everything is perfect.

"Making a flower crown"?

"Just for you". Jack was half way done. As I waited we chatted and admired the scenery. Ten minutes later, it was completed.

"I wish it could stay healthly forever I will ALWAYS keep this in a special place. I placed it over my head and smiled. But Jack stared blankly and confused.

"Sean"?

Jack fell backwards crushing the flowers. He was screaming and thrashing around.

"NO"!

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It's really happening. I can't believe it. I don't want it to end he was still screaming and nurses had to hold him down. I was sent out of the room. I heard him yelling my name.

I looked through the window and broke down again. The door hit me and Jack came running into me. I held him close not wanting to let go but staff took him away and back on the bed.

"He should be calm now we gave him something". A doctor informed me and allowed me to go inside.

Jack was sweating and his chest rised and fell rapidly. I held his hand rubbing it and his breathing calmed.

"Mark... don't go". Jack's voice was raspy.

"I won't".

"Mark. We just started dating and i'll say it first. I love you".

My whole heart broke. I knew Jack felt that way but him like this and saying that for the first time would be the last time i'd hear him say that.

"I love you SO much Mark... I don't want to die but I have to face it i'm slowly dieing. You have so much ahead of you don't let yer feelings for me stop that. I love you, I love you, I love you"! Jack broke down.

"Sean I-".

Jack's body flinched he started to shriek. Then he layed still with his eye's closed.

"Seán. SEÁN"?!

"I love you too"! I was enraged not at Sean but myself. I never told him I loved him.

"Sean I love you". I choked and fell to the ground I watched my tears fall to the floor. I got back up and hugged Jack close.

I felt his hand move.

"I know you do...". And his hand went limp.

Seán's pov:
I watched from the other side Mark yelling in agony.

"If only you knew I can see you".








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