PSEUDO (SHORT STORY)

PSEUDO XXII

PSEUDO XXII

"How are you Dimi? You know what? I have missed you so much. It's been 1 year since you left me, and living without you is really hard."

I still can't. Even though I said to myself that Dimi was in a better place, I can't still stop myself from crying every time I think of her.

I wipe the tears on my cheeks.

I shouldn't cry; she'll be sad if I showed myself like this.

"By the way, thank you again. I'm always protecting your heart. I eat healthy food; I also took medicines and started exercising every day even though it sucks." I said while laughing.

"How are you there? Are you happy? I hope so. I really hope that even if you didn't get your happiness on earth, you have already achieved your forever happiness there."

I wipe again, the tears flowing continuously down to my cheek.

I still remember what happened that day.

Ate Even told me everything.

******

"Ate Even?"

"You're awake." She said.

I couldn't move my body. It is still hurt.

"Where's Dimi? Is she's okay?"

Ate Even didn't respond; she just looked away.

"Ate?"

"She is dead."

"What are you talking about Ate? Don't say such kind of things!"

Ate stood up from the couch and dashed towards me. "Don't move, Ever. Your body needs to rest."

"Ate Even. Where's Dimi?" I repeated.

She brushed my hair, and when I saw her eyes filled with tears, I don't know why but my eyes wanted to cry also.

"She was hit by a ten-wheeler truck. When she was brought to the hospital her life is in a critical state, it was 2 days ago already. Her Aunties was anxious and so do I. The doctors did everything to save her."

I close my eyes while listening to her.

I already feel weak, but I still get weaker and weaker with every word she says.

"And she was saved."

I opened my eyes when I heard it. "Really? So what are you talking about Ate?"

She let out a sigh before she continued. "She was saved but her both legs were cut because of the accident. The doctor was left with no choice so she will not be able to walk again. Her left eye was also damaged, she lost her sight."

"I-i can't believe Dimi experienced all of that! That's too awful, Ate! So where is she?" I ask again.

"Shhhh, listen, Everleigh." She smiles, but I can still feel that it is full of bitterness. "That day, you were also scheduled. Twenty-four hours, you only have twenty-four hours to live. The doctor told me that you needed to take an operation, and that is a heart transplant. He said to me that I should find a heart as soon as possible."

I didn't utter anything.

"We tried, I already called Mom and Dad but we couldn't not until Dimitrie's operation have been finished and she woke up. I told her about your situation, that before she run away you are still alive. And you know what Ever? She's jubilant about the news. I don't want to make her sad but she needs to know about your problem."

She stopped for a moment, so I continued it.

"And she volunteered to give her heart, isn't she?"

Ate Even didn't say a thing, but she nodded, and at that moment, my tears felt like a waterfall bursting without an end. "How dare she," I commented.

"We tried to reject her proposal but she told me that how could she live if you'll die and she doesn't have feet. She doesn't want also to see the world with one eye. Her life is important, she said but she'll be happier if she will enjoy it with a purpose."

"She's ridiculous." I hissed. "She shouldn't decide by herself Ate! You shouldn't let her!"

"I did. But when she says she wants to be with her Mommy. We lost words."

*****

I can't stop sobbing here, even though this is not the first time I have found Dimi's death.

I can't still control my emotions.

I know the story was so unexpected and unbelievable, but I won't please you to believe.

This is our story, but I know for sure that the pain we shared is real.

Our story and your story have one thing in common.

You were born, you are living, but you will die in the end.

Without specific time and date.

Because the world is a huge place of guessing, we are guessing what will happen next.

Maybe, we can guess it correctly sometimes, but there are circumstances in which we cannot.

And for that, we should stop guessing and start living.

Stop hating and start loving.

It's not about being forgiven and forgotten.

It's about forgiving and accepting.

"Everleigh! Come on! We will be late at our flight!" Ate Even shouted from the car.

"Okay, okay!" I stood up and carried my bag.

"Goodbye, Dimi. I guess this is the last time I will see you in the meantime since our parents want us to move at Alaska. They want me to study there and so ate Even. But don't worry, once I'll be back I will pay a visit as soon as possible, I promise."

I let a deep sigh and spoke again.

"So... this is goodbye Dimitrie Vandyck! Thanks for the heart and see you soon."

- FIN -