To Write Love On His Arms

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“Hello, is this Mr. Austin Carlile?”

“No, this is Matthew Carlile, speaking. Who is this?”

“Matthew as in…Matthew Moore, is that correct?” asked an unfamiliar voice in the phone. Matty confirmed that it was indeed him, once again asking who it was. “Oh, I’m Dr. Isaac Fisher. I am calling in regards for Mr. Carlile.”

“What about Austin?” Matty asked. Currently, Matty was watching The Little Mermaid (his mother’s favorite Disney movie), while Austin was out hanging with his old band mate, Shayley, and Alan. “Is there something wrong?”

“No, not at all. I’m calling because I wanted to remind Mr. Carlile about the procedure he was supposed to do. I had informed him about so not too long ago, but he had never told me if he wanted to continue doing so. Do you know if he still wants to continue the procedure?”

“Since I’m his heart donor, I’m just wondering if he really needs the procedure. Is it necessary or just optional?”

“He doesn’t actually need it as you would put it, but I highly recommend doing so. After checking on some of the recent lab work Mr. Carlile has done, I believe that he’s heart isn’t going to last very long,” the doctor said.

Matty felt like the world had just ended in a matter of seconds. Austin, his heart not going to last very long, the thought made him sick to his stomach. He didn’t want Austin’s heart giving up. Matty wants Austin to live a long life, do things that maybe he’s never gotten to do before. “Forever and always” they always said. After thought and consideration, he knew he wasn’t going to regret the next thing he was going to say.

“He’s gonna do the procedure.”