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  I often wonder if I invade your thoughts the way you invade mine. 

Cancerous in growth, malignant from the beginning.

 You make my heart sing and my guts sick.

 You're beautiful and I can't help but love you  

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"If Donald Trump, Usamah bin Laden and you were in the same room and I had two bullets, I would've shot you twice." Burst Cathryn through the hospital door, the door slamming shut behind her, the sound echoing throughout the room. She looked at Dylan and her heart began to race, it was as if all the things which she had rehearsed back at home were of no use. Her throat went dry, she opened her mouth, trying to say something, anything.

 She wanted to scream and shout at him, Why didn't he tell her? Had their love not withstood the distance? 

Dylan stared at her, his expression unreadable which did not calm the storm of emotions in her stomach. What seemed like centuries, he opened his mouth. "You thought I was gay?"

Cathryn furrowed her eyes in confusion, trying to process the words which came out of his mouth. "What? Yes- No- Wait, Is this really something which need to be talked about?" 

Out of all the things he could've said to her, he choose that. Thought Cathryn but she was happy, not because of the circumstances they had to meet but at the fact, that he didn't change. Change was something which Cathryn despised. Something she hated so much because when people change, some for the better and some for the worst. And at often times, she found herself wondering, what could've gone wrong to make them take such drastic measures and change.

Dylan struggled to get up from his bed and walked towards Cathryn, he raised his hand in order to cup her face but he lowered it once he saw the hurt and betrayal in her eyes. He licked his chapped lips, "I'm sorry, for everything."


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Cathryn looked at the lights, which were shining like stars, from the rooftop. The horns of vehicles and the shouts of people cold be heard clearly. The silence was unbearable, things needed to be said and lips were meant to be met but everything which they had spent years creating, had collapsed.

"Cathryn..I can't keep on pretending everything is alright between when it isn't. As much as I love for you to come back running to me- no questions asked. I need to explain and I fear that you might leave me alone." Said Dylan, looking at the sky, he chuckled but it wasn't because of something which he found funny, it was because of pain. 

"I got diagnosed with cancer a few months ago, I wasn't aware of the symptoms and when I got really sick, Edward took me to the hospital. After running a few tests, they later found out that I had Terminal Cancer." Cathryn sucked in a sharp breath at the word 'Cancer' but nonetheless she still didn't say anything for she was left speechless. 

"My days in hospital left me thinking, Why should I bring you down with me? As much as I hate it to admit it, the heartbreak will consume us and destroy us, leaving nothing but ashes as it's remains. So, I stopped, stopped returning your calls, texts and your letters. It was my way of reassuring me that you'll have a far better life, without me."

Dylan lowered his head and slightly shook it, the tears which he had hoped not to shed, had came out making him feel vulnerable. "I don't want to hurt you, Cathryn. It was not my intention to, I tried so hard, not to inflict any pain on you but I did it anyways."

He rubbed his face with his hands and mumbled, "And award of worst boyfriend ever, goes to me." For a while, Cathryn stayed silent, trying to make up her mind on whether she should kiss him or punch him. 

Finally she spoke, "Dylan take a step back if you do not wish to be punched in the face." 

His eyes widened and he cautiously took a few steps back, for the sake of his face and nose because when the last time Cathryn punched him, he was left with a bloody nose. Their eyes locked together except both of them were experiencing different set of emotions. Dylan's were filled with nothing but guilt whereas on the other hand, Cathryn's was experiencing intense anger. 

And then she finally let it all out, "What the hell is wrong with you?! You, out of all the people had the nerve to make a choice for me without even consulting me. I am old enough to make choices for myself. And do you really think, this useless tactic of your's would make a better future for me?" Cathryn threw her hands up in the air in frustration, when Dylan stood silent which was enough she walked towards him and smacked him on the head. 

"Promise me that from now on, you'll atleast consult me before making heart breaking decisions." whispered Cathryn, her face only centimeters away from his. Dylan gulped and merely nodded, accepting the promise but his eyes were fixated on her lips. 

"I promise" 

And with that done, Cathryn smiled and kissed the side of his lips, teasing him. Dylan took the opportunity and slid his hands into her hair, sending a spark of electricity down her spine. As their lips met, she sank into the warmth of the kiss with a sigh. 


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I'm so sorry for not updating earlier despite the fact that I was free and I feel awful. 

I'M EXTREMELY SORRY. 

I suppose, I was scared and had lost any inspiration for this and then I forced myself to write this by listening to Lana del ray because ya'know she is the queen of sadness. So, I present to you a chapter of  "Thousand Miles" as an apology.

AND THOUSAND MILES IS ALMOST FINISHED?! HOLY CRAP, I DID NOT THINK I WOULD REACH UP TO THIS POINT! BUT WOW. And I just- I'm speechless honestly. 

 

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Thank you Elijah, for melting my heart with your words. 

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