LETTER 8

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DEAR MOON,

So your mother and I went to a hospital.

"Why here?" I asked

your mother simply said.   "He's here."

And We went to a private room, number 95.

And your mother gestured me to "go on, knock."

and I did

I opened the door

And I saw you lying on the bed. Sleeping soundly.

"Well, he has leukemia, we didn't think it will became like this severe.. "

And I can't helped but cry.

while I cry, your mother hugged me to comfort me while continuing the story,

"He wanted so bad to marry you. But he said you can't see him like that, in his condition, So pale, weak.

Then he decided "no, Mom. I will not do it. CANCEL THE WEDDING. She doesn't deserve a dying fiance. She deserves a normal life. I can't give her that, while just lying in this bed." that's what he said."

and I covered my mouth and try to stifle my cry , but it not worked

Then you stirred from your sleep.

"Rachel?"

I wiped my tears and stand straight. "Hey"

"I'll leave you two." you mother said and the door clicked close.

"What are you doing here?"

"Visiting you, silly vampire."

And that moment everything changed again, No more anger, hard feelings.

I looked down to my tummy and said "say hey, to your Daddy."

"What?"

"YOU. ARE. GOING. TO. BE. A. FATHER."

"YOU'RE PREGNANT?"

"YEEEES."

and you hugged me, kissed my tummy and kissed me on my lips.

"Oh I miss you so much" you said after pulling our lips apart

"me too." I said

That moment  I just want to be with you till you kicked the ass of this leukemia, ruining our story.

And That moment I started calling you VAMPIRE.

The next day I went to visit you again

every day

and the following week

and the next following months

But as the day goes by

the progress of you

gets

FICKLE

And as he days goes by,

my tummy gets bigger

they adviced me,

not to visit you

because of the HOSPITAL HAZARDS to the fetus, BLAH BLAH.

I can't and I won't

I had this feeling.

unexplained feeling.

the doctor gave you two months to live.

but now it's been three months and you're still alive.

We took a stroll outside the hospital, actually in the garden.

It was dawn

and we sat on the bench,

you took my hand.

"Do you know why my room number is 95?"

"Why?"

"because I predict our child will be born on September 5."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Do you remember our first date?" I asked

"Yes." you said smiling "I wish we could do tha again."

"Oh, we will, after you kicked the butt of leukemia."

And you laugh

and I just stared at you.

"What?" you asked.

"I just miss hearing that kind of laugh of you." I said

"Look up,." you said "see the moon is still there, remember what I told you at our first date, while star gazing? I'm the MOON and you're-----"

"I'm the star" said smiling

"And no matter what happens I  the MOON will always hold YOU  the star."

"I will never forget that." I said.

"Never." you said.

"Never." I replied back.

We both watched as the sun is rising

and as you exhale.

I knew it was your last.

your warm gentle hands let go of mine.

I cried as I hugged you and I knew then, even when I call a nurse or a doctor, you will not come back.

Your smile is gone,

Your warmth has faded.

Your voice will only be just echos of past

But you will stay here.

you cannot be removed.

NEVER.

A Rush of flashback came to me.

Nostalgia.

and I cried even harder.

That morning after you died.

my world seems to go DULL,

BLANK,

EMPTY,

EVEN AFTER,

I cannot  bring myself go to your funeral,

Because I want you to remember Alive as I can remember.

As Alive as the day we met.

I MISS YOU SO MUCH.

Sincerely,

Rachel

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