JC's POV
Blood, there was blood everywhere, I didn't know what to do, most of it was coming from his head, he had to be dead, but he couldn't be dead, I wouldn't let him be.
I grabbed my phone and dialled 911 as I rushed downstairs.
Hello 911, how can I help you?
Ah, yes my, uh, friend was climbing my drain pipe and he fell and there is blood everywhere and I don't know what do to. Help?
Ah ok? Yep. So can you tell me if he is breathing?
Yeah I think he is, I think so.
Ok. Can you tell us where the blood is coming from?
I think it's coming from his head.
Ok, we're sending an ambulance they'll be there soon, ok?
Yes okay, thank you.
Oh fuck Kian, why did you do that. What were you thinking. What are you on? I miss you Kian, I love you Kian, I love you.
I hear sirens and see lights. Yes the ambulance is here. They rush to where he is lying and push me out of the way.
"Stand back sir. We have it from here. Would you like to come to the hospital in the ambulance with us?"
"Ah yes please"
I jump in the back and I try to be helpful and give them information but I can't, I just can't do it. I'm so worried and scared and upset that the words just aren't coming out.
We arrive at the hospital and they rush him to a ward. He can't die. He can't.
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I sit and I wait and wait and wait. The doctor finally comes out. I can't wait any longer. I stand up, brush my hands on my pants and wait nervously as he walks towards me. It seems like he's taking forever yet he's only taking seconds. Fuck.
"Mr Jc?"
"Yes?"
"Kian has a severe bleed on the brain and he has to have another surgery. He is in a critical condition he will be in ICU for another 5-10 days, I'm not sure if he'll make it. I'm sorry"
I can't breathe, I can't fucking breathe, it's like someone has squeezed all the air out of my lungs and every time I try to take another breathe, they squeeze harder and harder.
I look away from the doctor and start to crawl to the wall.
"He can't, he can't just go like that, he has to make it, he has to!" Tears are streaming down my face and I can't make it stop, I don't know how.
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A few weeks later I go to visit him and he's not good, he's put into palliative care and they say he's only got a few more days I stand by his bed and I say my goodbyes.
"I love you Kian, I always have and always will, I never stopped loving you and you know that, you just hurt me and I needed some space, I was thinking I honestly was, I was considering about coming back, you hurt me but I loved you and nothing could break that, I love you Kian, I fucking love you."
I looked up and his eyes are open starring me dead in the face.
"Haha you're a dick, I love you too, and I knew you loved me, but I couldn't help myself, you had completely shut me out, and I knew I had done wrong and I wanted to make everything right but were pushing me away more and more and it was hurting me and I just wanted you, I just wanted you."
"I'm sorry Kian."
"Haha, all good, all good, just glad to hear you loved me and wanted me back" he smiled and winked. That's the cheeky Kian I know and love.
"Jc you need to leave now, I know you don't want to but you need for my sake and for yours please leave and don't come back, turn around, don't look back and don't you ever try and come back for me, okay?"
"Um, why?"
"Just listen to me okay."
"Alright, okay"
"I love you."
"I love you too." I gave him a kiss on the forehead and walked out.
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A few days later the love of my life passed away. I miss him and I love him, I have no regrets of being with him but I wish I had of taken him back sooner.
R.I.P Kian, my love ❤️
