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*mikey*

"So what I think I'm trying to say is... Michael James Way, will you marry me?"

He did it, he actually did it. I can feel my heart rate speed up and tears start welling in my eyes.

"Yes, yes, yes," I say nodding my head so fast I thought it was going to break off. Pete jumped up and pulled me into a kiss. I could hear people cheering, but al I could focus on was the man in front of me. We were finally going to have our life, the one we always talked about.

I pulled away from the kiss first, and just stared at Pete. All the worry from his eyes just seemed to vanish, now they were full of love and joy. He had a giant grin on his face which made my heart melt.

"I'm so glad you said yes," he whispered as our foreheads touched. "I don't know what I would do if you didn't,"

"Why wouldn't I?" I asked him amazed that me saying no was ever a possibility.

"I don't know, I guess when that anxiety kicks in you doubt everything,"

"Well I'm happy I said yes too,"

"I love you so much Mikey,"

"I love you too Pete, more than you even know," I whisper as I bring him into another kiss.

Soon the party ended and I found myself with Pete watching some movie I wasn't paying attention to. I was too busy  staring at the ring on my hand.

I look over at Pete and see him sleeping. He looked so content right there, like nothing could hurt him. I press the off button on the tv and carry Pete to the bedroom careful not to wake him.

I set him down in the bed and crawls in next to him. I gently run my hands through his hair as I see him begin to stir.

"I'm sorry for waking you," I apologize as I see his eyes open.

"It's fine," he says with a yawn. He begins to get out of bed but I try to pull him back. "Babe I have to go to the bathroom,"

I whine but reluctantly let go of his hand. As I waited for him to get back I just thought of everything we've been through and how long we've waited for this. I hear the bedroom door open and see Pete sneak back into the bed. I feel arms grab my waist and bring me closer. This is what life should be.

But of course it's not. I should've known that It wasn't over. A piece of me just knew. In the back of my mind I always had this feeling that it was never truest over.

I don't really know what happened, I just remember Pete freaking out and calling 911. I remember him holding my hand while crying, reassuring me the whole way there. I remember hearing my brother run into the hospital asking for me. But that's all I can remember.

I was currently laying on the hospital bed, not able to comfort any of the crying bodies next to me. Once again, I lacked any control of my body.

"What the hell happened to him? You said he was better!" I hear Pete ask angrily. The doctor just sighed.

"We never had to deal with long term affects of this. The medication can only help for so long, but soon he will become immune to it, and that's what happened," I hear the doctor sigh.

"So what now? We just sit here and watch him suffer because you didn't know?" I hear another voice- Gerard say.

"We're trying everything we can, we're going to need you to clear the room for surgery soon," she tells them walking away.

"Mikey," I hear Pete say as he grabs my hand. He leans in closer, close enough so that I can feel his breath on my neck. "You got this, you're strong enough to get through this. Plus, we still need to get married," he says giving a dead laugh at the end.

In that moment I wish I could do something to reassure him that I will try everything I can to stay alive. Some way that I could just tell him that is will be okay.

"I have to go now, but I'll see you soon. I love you," he whispered before pressing a light kiss on my forehead. I hear them all leave the room and I am left alone.

I'm a mess, and there was no doubt about it. Even if I do get through this again, they are going to have to prescribe new drugs. That means more testing, which means more Doctors appointments. None of that is going to be easy at all.

I feel myself start to get more and more sleepy, like I was put under a drug. Before I black out, I have only one thought running through my mind; stay alive.

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IMPORTANT- this is the second to last chapter- the last one is going to have two endings. So from here on this is all up to you- which ending will you pick?!

Goodnight
-the other half of kess

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