Fallen angel

3rd chapter

Years went by, I was really happy with Michael. He was my rock, my purpose, my reason to smile. I was happy as I could ever be, and as happy as never before. But soon, it didn't last much. The better things always end quickly... After 3 years of romance, he started feeling pain on his stomach. I told him to go to the hospital but he never did. He kept saying it was fine, it was probably something small and would get better. But it didn't... Days later he started having trouble breeding and I called 911. They took him to the hospital, and I was seriously nervous and worried... I waited for any answers about him from the nurses, and finally one of the nurses called me in the room, saying that he wanted to talk to me, in person.

-- Hey babe. How do you feel?-- I asked him.

-- Hey. Look please don't get worried or anything but the doctor said I had really bad cancer. It started on my stomach and moved to my lungs. 

-- OMG! That was why it was hurting you! I told you to check that out, and it seems you didn't...

-- I know, I know... 

-- But they're going to give you chemo??

-- No babe. It is too bad and spread. It's worthless...

-- There's gotta be something they can do!! 

In that moment the nurse got in:

-- There's nothing else we can do at this point... I'm sorry. 

I looked at Michael, grabbed his hand, and cried. He hugged me and cried too. 

-- I love you. I always will.-- He whispered to my ear.

-- I don't wanna lose you!!-- I said back.

*Piiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii* The sound was deafening. The nurse turned off his monitor and took his body away. I felt on the floor in tears... It was the biggest pain I ever felt, a deep pain, that would go away. I could not believe my first and only love was dead!! It's so unfair!!!! I was so unfair!!!

I seriously wanted to give up on life for good, because my only reason to be alive was dead... How ironic... Days after I was still depressed, with no place to be, no where to go... Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months, and almost a year after it happened I finally realized that I had to be my own purpose, my own reason to be alive. Michael was gone, there was nothing I could do about it except move on. He wouldn't want me to suffer from his death for the rest of my life... He would want me to be happy... It was time to finally love myself for who I am, not because others love me!! 

And that fellas is why I say it's worth-it to fight for yourself. Don't make your life depend on others, make it depend on yourself!! Cause if others let you down, you will have no one, but you will never let yourself down. Fight, because no matter the bad things that happen, life is a blessing. <3