Ch:13 Death

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Its been 7 months since my last appointment. It has been killing me. Pain wise. It hurts to eat, to move, to talk, to do anything. It hurts to sit their. One day, my tounge swelled up so much I couldn't breath. Joss started freaking out. It had to be more than aspergers. It was more than aspergers. Joss literally sped to the hospital. "HELP!! SHE CAN'T BREATH!!!!!!!!!!!!" Joss yelled. I really couldn't. It hurt to do anything at that point. I was ran into a room and almost died. Literally. They got my tounge swelled down. If that even makes any sence. It still hurt like hell. They ran so many tests my head was hurting. Everythibg hurt. It was the worst pain in the world. My back hurt, my hands hurt, my arms hurt, my legs hurt, my head hurt. Everything was painful. They came in the room. It wasn't Hannah. Nor was it Joeseph. It was some other doctors I have never heard of. Marania and Danielle. "Ok, it turns out you have a disease called CANCER." Marania said. Oh my goodness. It hurt to talk. I wanted to cry. It hurt to cry. It was SERVERE. My body couldn't take it. Joss was dying of sobbing. She was my only friend. The only one I could trust. The only one who accepted me for who I am. Gay, straight. Bi, pan. Either or. It didn't matter to her. As long as I was alive. "Kassie please don't die. Please please please please please PLEASE!!!" I tried as hard as I could. I just couldn't take it. After Joss said that. I fell into a coma and never woke up. Joss cried until she couldn't cry anymore. It was hard for her. I never woke up. At all. I stayed in that same room for a while. I had died. I died right in front of her. Right in front of Joss. I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything I did Joss. Please remember me when you get old.

Joss' POV~

Its been 3 years since Kassie had died. I still have the EXACT same wallpaper I had the day she died. It has been hard. Hard to live by myself. Hard to do it. I couldn't do it anymore. I grabbed a knife, said " I love you. I always will." Then, I stabbed myself. So I could be with Kassie. I love you Kassie. I love you so much. Thank you for everything.

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