A Limited Time

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A Limited Time

The pain... it was unbearable. Yet I couldn't scream. All I could do was helplessly watch as the doctors and nurses hover over me, trying to do something; anything to save my life. To tell you the truth, I really don't care whether I live or not. Well, maybe there's this small part of me that's hoping I would, the same part in everyone that refuses to give up hope. But I know I won't make it. There's a difference in that. It makes you not really care anymore because you know that the end is coming soon.

I really envy those people that walk around in the sunlight, not knowing when their lives might end, not knowing that the end could be coming soon. And foolishly believing that their time was unlimited because there was nothing in their lives to remind them that everything has an expiration date.

But Chase... He was different. Everything about him was. The way he looked at life. The way he live it to the fullest, seeing the beauty in things that normal people would walk right past; he saw them as clear as day. And he appreciated them. He was the exact opposite of me.

Though he might not have known it, he was my light. The only thing that I could look at and say he was truly pure and innocent, yet he wasn't ignorant. He understood the hardships in life, the bitter reality that most chose to ignore. And that was what made him appreciate life more, as limited as that was.

I guess that was what made me look up to him the most. He knew his end was coming soon, yet he didn't sit and mope around. He didn't let it affect him. All he did was appreciate everything that was around him even more. Something that I could never do.

I watch the doctors scramble around, trying to save my life. I could hear the machine's beeping, getting slower and slower with the beat of my heart. I know that soon, it would stop all together and I would drift to eternal sleep; the eternal dark abyss that I would never be able to get out of. I wonder about it. Will it always be dark? Or will I slowly drift into the light? And who would I see? Would I see Chase as my eyes close forever?

I felt myself smile at the thought of Chase again. I didn't always like him that much. The first time I met him, he annoyed the hell out of me. His carefree smile made me wonder why he was so happy when there was nothing to be happy about. But most of all, I can't help but wonder what the difference between us was. His condition was like mine, if not worse. Yet he could smile in a way that I was never able to.

"Ashley."

I turned my wheelchair at the sound of my name to see my nurse pushing another guy in a wheelchair. The guy in the wheelchair smiled at me. I didn't smile back. But his smile didn't drop but instead, grew bigger. Already, this guy bugged me. What was he so happy about?

"This is Chase. I thought you would like to finally meet someone your own age. I have a feeling that you guys would be great friends," the nurse said. She then turned to leave and I was stuck with this Chase guy.

Great friends? Yeah, right. I don't have friends for a reason. They always end up ditching you. Besides, I prefer to be alone. I don't need a "friend" to keep me company. I'm gonna died soon anyways so what's the point?

"Hi, I'm Chase. And I assume you're Ashley?" he said.

"Look, we both know we don't want to be friends so let's cut the small talk and leave me alone already," I said. I wheeled myself away from him. Then he followed me. Annoying much?