Steady Hands | E.D.

Chapter 27

*dont play song until I say to*

  My heart is going to explode out of my chest, it's beating that fast. I don't know if I can do this. Derek looked down at me.
  "Are you sure you're ready?" He warned before he opened the door. I nodded and took a deep breath.

My heart stopped.

He was laying there, lifeless yet beautiful. His head was all bandaged up like mine, but worse. He had stitches on his face and his arms were all bandaged up, too. Ethan, look what you did.
  "Oh, oh god." I choked out, covering my face with my hands. I shook away the forming tears and remembered that I need to stay strong. I signaled for Derek to roll me next to him, and then he stood back in the doorway with Christina.

*play song*

   "Ethan." I whispered. "Ethan." My voice was now firm. I shook his shoulder a little bit. He remained lifeless. I bit my lip to stop it from trembling.
  "You promised. You said you would stay. Ethan, I just got you back." I was choked up as I whispered over him. I signaled for Derek to turn off the machines, which will end his life, as I gripped onto Ethan's hand.
  "But if you wanna go, I want you to know its okay." My eyes welled up with tears, but I held them back. Derek turned off the first machine. I cringed at the sound of it. The sound of Ethan's life ending.
  I stroked his cheek and his soft hair. I placed a gentle kiss on his forehead.
  "You gave me a reason to live. You made me feel things I thought I was never going to be capable of feeling again. Thank you. Thank you for this past year. Thank you for being you." I trembled and shook as more machines turned off. Derek pulled the breathing tube out of his throat.
  "He has a minute or so." He whispered and the exited the room. I looked down at my love sadly.
  I don't want him to go. It feels like he's being pulled away from me and I'm not ready. I don't want to live without him. His breathes were staggered and unsteady. I placed my hands on his cheeks.
  "It's okay, Ethan. Don't worry. I'm here. It's gonna be okay. I'm here." I repeated over and over, trying to comfort him even though I'm not sure if he can hear me or not.
I looked at his sharp jawline, and traced it with my shaking finger. I examined his facial features one last time. I could look at you for a lifetime.
  The heart monitor flatlined and the beep filled the silence. I stared at it for a few moments.
  "I'll never stop loving you." My voice was quieter than ever. He's gone. He's gone. Oh, god no. He's gone. He's the reason I live. I look forward to seeing him every single day. One minute we were driving to our date, and the next.. He was gone.
I placed my head on his chest as I hugged him tightly. I don't want to let him go. I will never let him go.
  After a few minutes Derek and Christina came in.
  "Scarlet.." She whispered. I popped up and sat back in my wheelchair.
  "Yeah, yeah. I know. You have to take me back to my room. Just take me."
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  "He helped me better myself as a person and a surgeon, and he didn't deserve to go like this." Blah blah blah. I gave a long speech at his in hospital funeral. However, my mind was somewhere else. What do I do now? How can I possibly live without the love of my life?
   I truly believe that we only get one significant love in our lives. I believe that Ethan was my one, and now he's gone. I believe that I will never love anybody the way I love Ethan. Correction. Loved.

* turn off the song if it's still playing !!*
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I hastily wheeled myself into my hospital room and sighed. I shakily pulled out my phone and played his voicemail from when we first started talking. I closed my eyes and listened to it, trying to control my breathing and shaking.

Tears creeped down my cheeks and dripped off my chin. I covered my mouth to stop from screaming as I squeezed my eyes shut.
"Ethan Dolan. I was going to marry you. You're the only person that ever made me want to grow old and have kids and die in your arms. You were my hope of having a happy future. But now you're gone." I sobbed to myself as I clutched my heart.

The moral of this story is that no matter how hard we try, no matter how much we want it, some stories just don't have a happy ending.

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