Catching You In My Arms (CaKe AU Cara Delevingne X Kendall Jenner)

Chapter 18

Kendall rushed to the hospital, without even knowing what was happening. All she knew was when she woke up, there were uncountable missed calls from Cara's doctor and a message saying she needed to arrive immediately to the hospital. She could only slip on her shoes, and grab her phone and wallet, before running out.

Now, as she sat in the pale white waiting room with cheaply scented lavender aroma and the nauseous feeling of nervousness, she could not help but think...Cara didn't deserve this. Kendall didn't hate Cara, and Cara didn't deserve someone as emotionless and dead as Kendall. Cara deserved so much better, and Kendall sighed, because she knew. She knew that Cara was the best person Kendall would ever meet, and Kendall didn't deserve Cara. Imperfections make the pair, Gigi would say, but Kendall called that crap and it wasn't true.

And when she saw Cara's limp body lying on the ICU, with an oxygen mask on her and her eyelids slowly fluttering, Kendall bit back tears. That should be me. The doctors told Kendall Cara needed more blood, but Kendall was far too weak. If Kendall gave anymore, she could possibly be worse off than Cara. Kendall persisted, but they would refuse.

"Her life is on the line!" She pleaded.

"Yours could be too, if you persist. "

"What do I have to do? What do I have to do to be able to donate?"

"Miss Jenner, you need to gain more weight, have a bit of muscle, and be in a better emotional state. Then, you'll be healthy enough to do it again. But...that'll take a few months. It'll be too late."

"Are you saying I'm leaving her to die?"

"No, but if no other candidate is available, we do have to..." The doctor shook his head vehemently.

The brunette glared at them, before she felt her anger rising. How could they...? She stared at the beautiful blonde beside her, angry at the doctors could do nothing for blood poisoning, angry at Cara for doing such a stupid thing, angry at herself for not being there for Cara. But most of all, she was angry at the world, why was it so unfair?! Kendall never did anything drastically bad, so why this? She didn't deserve this treatment! Losing loved one after loved one, losing her parents at such a young age of 13, moving in with a boyfriend that only used her for whatever she was good at, and just as things were going right, they ripped the world to shreds. Kendall clenched her fists, hot tears flowing down her rosy cheeks.

"Miss Jenner. One week. One week for you to try again. Is that alright? For now, we'll go around her relatives and friends again if their blood types match. One week is all you have. Miss Delevingne has one week. " the doctor had a tinge of empathy in his voice, but Kendall pushed past him, pushed past the crowds outside, and ran. She ran and ran, because running didn't help drown the pain, but it makes her momentarily forget about it. She could feel the wind blowing in her cheeks, and she knew. The park. Kendall stopped running, and opened her eyes.

The park, once resplendent in the town's heyday was a scrub of moss and weeds. The down and outs jostled each other for a spot on a rusting metal bench, anything to get off the sodden spring ground. Used needles lay amidst the shabby greenery, invisible and able to pierce the common light-weight shoes the children wear. There is a movement to reclaim it amongst the town's elite, replant the flowers and clear the garbage from the ponds. Kendall would've deemed it beautiful not for the gloomy thoughts on her head. I need a break. A few hours of fresh air. A few hours to think.

Two days into the week, Kendall can't take it anymore. She couldn't keep watching the person she loved die. Everyday Kendall would be caught in Cara's arms, and Kendall would just cry, even when Cara was conscious, when Kendall saw her pale white lips and dying face, she kept crying and crying. It was like death by a thousand paper cuts, none were enough to kill, but enough to inflict so much pain the person would rather have a faster death than keep living.

  Because to cut it short, one week wasn't enough. One week was horribly short. With two days left into the week, Kendall had donated most of the blood in her body and Cara was still not getting better. Kendall had did everything, but even now, Kendall herself was on the verge of dying. They had contacted every single person in Cara's family, and none were able to make it. Kendall could somehow feel enraged to say the least, but she also knew; neither her or Cara deserved this. This was what the heavens wanted to do. Play some elaborate joke, take one of them up, and leave the other dying. Sometimes Kendall wondered if God was there, if he had answered her prayers at all, and he was. But this time, with Cara, He just didn't respond. Kendall had asked for a sign, but He did not do anything.

  And as Kendall got angry for letting the person she loved so dearly die because of blood poisoning, she wanted to die herself. She realised that as midnight struck that night, she valued some people more than she thought.

If I hadn't got into that fight, if I had never tried to study medicine, if I had never tried to push Cara away again...

I don't know what to do with this story anymore. I'm impossibly stuck. But thank you, everyone. Next chapter will be the final ending. However, new AU coming up. And it's not going to be sad. I promise.

All the love,
Author xx.