The Butterfly Who Broke Free

Chapter 2: Flying Away

Chapter two

I ran out of the car and didn't bother to see if my mom was following. I walked to the front desk. 'Ok.. I gotta be calm. If I seem like a crazy psycho, they won't tell me where Aiden is.'  I breathed in deeply to calm myself.

The lady at the desk looked bored like she didn't want to be there. Her name tag read 'Jessica'. "Um..Jessica? I need you to tell me where Aiden Taylor's room is please."

Jessica scanned her computer and wrote the number on a post-it note, handing it to me. "Room 314 sweetie. The doctor might not be there though, but he’ll be there soon." She went back to texting.

I stared at her for a second. Did this woman WANT to get fired? I ran to the elevator. No time to ponder on that though, Aiden's on the third floor possibly dying. I pressed the 'up' button fast. It was sure taking its sweet time coming down. I glanced at my phone; the doctor could be coming any second. 'DING!' went the elevator. I stumbled over my own feet to get inside. I pressed button number 3. The door closed impossibly slow. Everything seemed so slow. I tapped my foot on the floor. " C'mon... hurry."

'DING!' Finally! I rushed outside. Running through the halls, looking for that bloody room. Room 314. 301... 309...311...313 and.. 314! I slowed down in front of it. My heart was beating like a drum. My hands were shaking badly now. I gulped, the post-it falling somewhere unknown. I grasped the door handle with both hands. Slowly turning it, I prepared for the worst. 

The room was white, with a smell that I never liked. Aiden looked like a doll. He was so pale. His breathing was unstable and there was a plastic mask on his face. His arms and legs looked to be.. strapped down?!

"A...Aiden?" I whispered. His chest was moving rapidly, he was trying to breathe! I ran to his side. I clutched his icy, cold hand. "You fool.." One glossy, grey eye cracked opened. "Why didn't you tell anyone Aiden?!" I shouted. I heard the poundings of footsteps. The heart monitor was beeping loudly. Aiden's hand tried to grasp my hand weakly.

"You’re here..," his voice came out so softly. 'I worried if he used it often..' "Aiden.." A tear slipped out of my eye. I felt a doctor grab me by the shoulder.

"Excuse me, but you have to leave right now!"

 "Aiden.." Another grabbed me by the arm. I saw my mom crying in the hallway. Everything seemed as if it was in slow motion. But it felt as if it happened too quickly. I was dragged outside against my will. I did see however, a small smile upon Aiden's face. It was the last bit of life he managed to show. The last time I ever saw him. The door was shut in my face, and I didn't hear the heart monitor beep as loudly anymore.

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A day later, Aiden died. I was in the dreaded waiting room, waiting. Why, you ask? To see if Aiden was OK of course! When a doctor (I’d like to say his name, but it's lost somewhere in the depth of my mind.) walked out, Aiden's mom, my mom and I all stood up, with one intention in each of our minds, to find out if Aiden was alive.

The bald doctor looked sad and tired. "Im sorry." He said. I felt my heart sink. Oh..no.. He doesn't mean.. "Aiden.. Is no longer with us.." Aiden's mom began crying on my mom's shoulder and I could tell my mom was trying hard not to too. "We tried our best.. but unfortunately ..-"

I stopped listening to this guy. I tuned out of this world it seemed. I slowly walked out of the hospital. Even my mom’s cry to stop weren't heard by me. I felt like a ghost, I was just wandering around. I didn't know where I thought I was going. But then again, I wasn't thinking at all. "Aiden is.. dead..?" I laughed without emotion. Funny how it suddenly started to snow. Was Aiden giving me a sign? I fell to the snowy covered ground. I put my hands over eyes. "Aiden you idiot!!" I cried to the sky. "Why have you left me!!" The thing I remembered the most from that day was, that it was very cold. In more ways than one.

I changed. Very much. It had already been a year since Aiden's death and I found out a lot. Aiden left me a note. Here's what it said: 

To my dear best friend Vincent,

Hey. You might kill me when you read this, but it's worth a shot, right? Remember that day when you asked me why I was showing up to school like a zombie? Well.. I have some sort of cancer. In the lungs. Yes I'm stupid and I'll say it loud and clear, but it is much better to write it out than say it in front of your face. I realize that as I write this letter I'm slowly dying and I'm such an idiot not to tell anyone, but I couldn't trouble my mom with all the work she has to do right? And my dad.. would he even care? He's not with us anymore, he left my mom for a reason. What about you? I wasn't sure if you'd remain my friend if I told you. Your my only friend, why would I destroy the only happiness I've ever had in my short life? I'm truthfully sorry, but sometimes a butterfly just needs to fly right?

                                           -Love Always, Aiden

Aiden's mom walked into the room where I was reading his letter. "Honey? Are you okay?" I turned the paper around and read what it said on the back. My hair fell and hid my eyes. I folded the note and put it into my pocket. A small smile formed on my face. I turned my back to her. I didn't want her to see my tears falling. I watched from a foggy window as snow fell from the grey sky. "Yes. I'm fine."

I walked on the snowy pathway, leading to my favorite place in the whole world. Here we are, I've made it. I placed a single red rose on Aiden's grave, they are his favorite. As I stood up, I put my hands in my pockets. I pulled out a lighter and the note Aiden wrote to me one year ago. With the lighter, I burned Aiden's note and watched as the burnt ashes drifted onto his grave. I smiled as I read his grave stone. 'Here rests Aiden Taylor. 1998-2008 RIP He will be missed.'  "Aiden.." I looked up at the sky, the snow slowly falling onto my face. "I'm here." I turned around and began to walk home. The wind blew against me softly. I laughed quietly and tears rolled down my cheeks as I remembered when I read the back of Aiden's note: 

'Don't Forget About Me.'

The End

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PITUP: Done for the first story! Hope u liked it.  RIP Aiden.