Imagine Me

letter/Goodbye

So ? What you think of the last chapter.. I hate to ask and no one answers .. I was going to stop writing this story but I was like fucckk it I'll just finish it .. I don't need a lot of reads I just like to know if you like where I'm going with it or if I need to go faster with it or slow down.. I mean this is my first stories and I'm not the best writer or speller ..

*2 months went by*

Well I'm now 4 and a half months pregnant. And I'm barely showing, the morning sickness had died down and that I'm glad for .. School was over so I'm happy about that to.. But everyday I spend with Manny my heart aches more and more cause he looks like hell .. He acts like he's getting better but deep down I know he's not..I have not gone to the doctors to see how far along I am , or to see what I'm having .. I love my baby already and I love to feel his/she little kick and rolls .. Manny felt the baby kick yesterday and the look on his face was like no other ..

"Oh hey little guy! Daddy loves you" He says to my belly everyday

I hate to think he won't be with us too long but its reality and I have to be prepared for what's to come.. The doctors told him the cancer is getting worst but like I said he's acting like its not.I don't understand why does this have to happen to him .His mom knows I'm having a baby and at first she was so mad and wanted to kill us ,But she got over it and loves the baby too..

The other night I woke up to Manny bleeding from his nose but he said he was ok .. Which I knew it was a lie.

There'll be days I'll go without seeing him because he didn't want me to see him sick. Like what the hell?

*Manny come over I miss you ! :( *
I texted him

*ok my love I'll be right there but I look a mess and I miss you more my love*

*I don't care how you look!!*

That's when I heard a knock at my door. I walked over to it with my head pounding, Damn headaches!

"Hey baby you look beautiful" Manny says to me .When I opened the door.. He's Always making me feel good inside ,I freaking love the crap out of him. We decided to watch movies all day, we ate everything in sight and towards the end of the night I just laid in his arm while he was talking sweet words into my ear, telling me how much he loves me and our baby he kept taking pictures of us but not letting me see them.That was the last night we had made love .I woke up to the sounds of gagging noises and shaking next to me I looked  to my side, My heart fell to my stomach when I saw Manny had blood coming out of his nose and his mouth, gaging on his own liquid. I started to scream for help I kept screaming until my aunt came and looked over at Manny and all the blood all over us .she took my phone and called his mom to come over then she called 911. I just hugged him in shock. I started to pray to myself, To god if there was one ,to anyone, to anything. I was scared out of my mind .I didn't want to lose him. I can't lose him ,not now not ever I was not ready to let him go..

"Please baby don't die!! PLEASE!!" I whispered to him. More to myself. But when he didn't reply I started to yell my words. I was holding him when I heard people talking to me, when I felt someone pulling me off of Manny I started to scream at the top of my lungs. Telling them to let go of me. Telling them that he needes me. I needed him now more than ever how can this be happening to me?

Over my yelling. And over the so many people who were talking and working on Manny , I heard his voice. All but a whisper.

"I love you poopy, you mean the world to me.  I will never forget you and I hope you'll never forget me" He closed his eyes tight, a long gasp left his dry lips. He always found a way to make a joke out of the worst situation and while I wanted for the joke. While I prayed for his laughter to break the slience that creeped in the room, but there was no sound just the sound of the bag being zipped up