When love is found it is cherished, appreciated, shared, and expressed constantly. But what happens when you're only given a certain amount of time to fulfill it?
Four words. Four seems like such a small number doesn't it?
Elijah couldn't process any of it. He cleared his throat, laughing a little.
"What?" He asked, rubbing his head.
"You....the tests....I-I'm so sorry." Milan mumbled...not knowing exactly what to say.
"Milan I don't know you that well so I'd appreciate it if you didn't joke around." His delusional voice spoke. He knew very well he was sick, he knew it was something more. But would he ever admit that? No.
Milan dug in her purse, pulling out his results. She handed them to him and he clenched his jaw, shaking his head.
"Ion see nothin'." He lied, licking his lips.
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"Elijah...please don't do this." Milan sighed.
"Maybe you got tha' wrong Elijah." He shrugged, handing the paper bag to her.
"Okay." She nodded, putting the pictures back in her bag.
"If um...if you need anything, call this number." She handed him a small piece of paper. "I promise I will help you. Okay?"
"I won't be needing it. But aight." He grabbed the piece of paper. "Is that all?"
"Yes."
"Aight. I'a see you around or somethin'."
Before Milan could process what happened the door closed, leaving her alone at his door step.
"Wow." She whispered, turning and walking back to the car.
"How'd it go?" Shauna asked.
"He doesn't want to believe it."
"Everyone handles things different Milan."
"I want to help him."
"You can't help those that don't want it. All we can do is pray."
I nodded and glanced at his house once more before pulling off. After driving myself home, I got out as Shauna switched to her front seat.
I pulled out $20 dollars, handing it to Shauna.
"Gas money." I said, smiling.
"Take your money Milan, it's okay."
I rose an eyebrow before stuffing it in her bra.
"Goodnight Shauna." I smiled and she did the same.
Once up the stairs, I unlocked the front door to a quiet apartment. Knowing Arima was probably sleep, I quietly say my keys down and grabbed a bottle of water before making my way to my room.
