Falling For The Enemy

Chapter 37 (The Truth)

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Had she just said that Alex had cancer. I whipped my head round once again to see her looking at me pitifully while the guards continued to drag me out. It all made sense now. The morphine...depressants! For the love of God! It was staring at me right in the face this whole time! How could I have been so stupid? That was the reason Alex had to leave suddenly for all that time. He was getting treated.

'I'm sorry ma'am but we are going to have to ban you from this facility if you pull a stunt like that again,' the police officer warned me with a stern look. I looked up at him my mind still deep in shock only managing to give a simple nod. He left with the other officer muttering a few words under his breath about his stinking job.

Cancer. It was the incurable disease. I clutched onto my head trying to gather my thoughts which were currently scuttering around my head as if it was a nest for a million anxious ants. Fumbling in my pocket for the phone I finally pulled it out, not being able to take my eyes of the screensaver of me and Alex doing the duckface on the sofa in his cabin. Neither could I smile, nor could I cry. It was torture, as if all the emotion had been ripped out of me. As I tried to unlock the screen the damn phone slipped out of my hand onto the soncrete floor smashing into different parts. With a cry of frustration I ran away. Ran away from all the sorrows and problems in my life. Away from all the heartbreaks, my friends and most of all...Alex.

Wind brushed along my face whipping my hair backwards. My eyes were watery from the amount of air forced into them, as the world slowly became blurry similar to state of my life. The pure euphoria I felt with just me the road and the wind let me forget about everything else. The scenary rushing past had changed many colours and now was various shades of green. I realised that I had arrived at the special bridge that I had met Seth on and finally slowed down knowing my lungs would otherwise collapse any second. Kneeling down on the bridge I traced the cracks on the floor of the old rickety bridge with my fingers from where the moss was now growing.

All the times he had always hinted to me that something was wrong. 'And anyway I've learnt never to do what you can now and savor who knows if you will live to see a tomorrow?' those words had a different meaning. I should have known it wasn't tumblr. It was from his heart. Even in the hospital when the woman mentioned 'leukemia' the way he had stiffened up beside me. I felt so stupid now! I wonder how many people had cried, laughed, or even met their soul partners on their bridge. Engraved in the oak wood were various names off lovers, each with their own love story. The leaves off overgrown trees rustled above me drawing my attention as I looked up. From the cracks I could see sunlight pouring in, ripening the flowers below.

'Ani? What are you doing over here?' a voice asked me as I turned my attention towards it to see Seth standing with both hands in the pockets of his matching patrick hoody.

'Huh what a choice right?' I joked sarcastically my voice cracking at various points but not showing much emotion.

I still remembered the day we had both gotten these hoodies. It was 2 years ago in freshman year when I had begged Seth to go shopping with me. We had argued that day and I saw a patrick hoody which I knew Seth would love so bought him it. In the end I found out that he too had purchased a spongebob hoody from the same shop for me so ideally our gifts fit perfectly. We liked it so much that we wore it to junior prom like a couple of junkies.

'Hey you alright?' he asked as I got to my feet and grabbed onto the railing with both hands.

'Yes everything is cool,' I lied through gritted teeth, my hold on the bridge so tight that all my knuckles had turned a ghostly shade of white.