Alone (Oliver x Sick Reader) (Finish Edit)

Chapter 2

"(Y/n), are you up already?" call a nurse as the nurse come in.

I look at the nurse for a second before continuing back to my sketching, ignoring the nurse.

As she put down the tray, she then start to speak and as if I read her mind, I quickly speak.

"I don't want to eat and I don't want to heal. Its pointless."

I can sense the shock that the nurse have in her face and immediately speak. "(Y/n), its not nice to say that!"

"But its true!" I groan in frusturation while cotinuing to ignore her and sketch.

The nurse sigh in frustration but try to hide the anger inside by speaking to me kindly. "I'm sorry dear but you must eat so you can become healthy just like before."

I look at the nurse with loathe in my face. I hate all the nurses that always force me to take my medicine and saying the same thing that I will get better.

As the nurse preparing the medicines for me to eat, I glare at her but she seem to not noticing. I then focus back to my sketching.

The nurse seems to realize that I ignore her and peek at what I was doing.

"That was a lovely sketching you have there (y/n). What did you sketch?"

"Nothing really important," I bluntly said. It was a sketching of a bird been locked in a cage. Beside the cage was a vase with wilted flowers. The petals was dry and laying beside the vase.

I close the sketchbook and look at the nurse. "Could you just leave me alone?"

"But (y/n), I can't leave you untill you eat your medicine. Besides, its the doctor's order." Somehow, I getting pissed off with the nurse.

"I will. Okay?!" I said, my voice getting a little louder.

"But (y/n)..." Before she could continue, I then shout at her.

"WHAT'S THE POINT OF EATING THIS PIECES OF SH*T?! I'M NOT GONNA HEAL! I'M STUCK HERE FOR HALF A YEAR AND I'M STILL NOT HEAL!!"

The nurse was startled with my action and tried to calm me down.

"(Y/n), I...I'm sorry about that. I just...don't know about it," she said with guilt in her face.

Slowly as I calm down I tell the nurse to leave me alone. She nod and leave.
As the door completely closed, tears burst out of my eyes. I cover my face with my both palms and sob.

The electrocardiography still beeping but in a faster rate, probably because I just rage up.

"Why does this happen to me? Is the world really hates me this much?" I questioning my existance as I sob even louder.

"Could the world just let me die?!" I said loudly with my sob.

Then, something touches my head. "That's not nice to questioning your existance," The voice said.

"But, I'm not gonna heal. All I know that I'm just suffering in this world with this unknown disease that the doctor don't know." I just said, thought that the nurse just now is speaking to my until I realize that the voice belong to a boy.

Quickly I raise my head to see who is speaking to me. It was a boy about my age. I was too surprise until I fall from my bed and hit the cold floor covered with peach tiles.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to surprise you," he said with his light british accent and give out his hand.
I look at him in fear before looking back at his hand. He giggled.

"Don't worry. I won't bite," he said, reaching my hand and pull me up.

I immediately pull back my hand and put it aside. "Who...who are you? What do want from me?" I ask with fear.

He still smiling. "Well...I..." before he continue, I cut him.

"Another patient kid in disguise? Don't lie to me. I know every nurse doing this trick so that I will eat my medicines."

But the boy look at me with shock, which it make me feel confuse.

"What? No I'm not! What's makes you to think like that?!" he ask me.

I look at him from head to toes. He had a golden blond hair and had the stunning golden right eye. He was wearing the old, boring looking hospital clothes and a bandages on his left eye.

"Nothing I guess. Sorry for saying like. I don't really trust all the nurses here. By the way, I'm (y/n), (y/n)(l/n)."

"Such a pretty name. Mine's Oliver by the way," he said as he sit on my bed beside me.

"Well (y/n), I heard that you said that you live in here for a half a year, isn't it right?"

I nod weakly with a weak smile craving on my face. "Yes. Well, how long did you live her already?"

"Almost two years," he said with his usual cheerful voice.

I look at him in shock. 'Two years?! Impossible!' I thought to myself.
He look at me in confusion. "What's wrong (y/n)?" He said.

"How could be happy like now?! I mean, two years in here and you not become even bored?!" I said to him as he looking at my sketchbook.

"Well, I do have that bored feeling but I've already used to it. Besides..." He put down my sketchbook and walk towards the door. He was backing me.

"...no one ever visit me again after they knew that I been diagnosis to have an unknown disease just like you."

He then look at me with his sad looking face, thought that I'll gonna make distance at him. After a while, he crave a small weak smile, but soon enough his smile fade.

"It's because...both of my parents died because of my disease." I can see a string of tear fall from his golden right eye, making me feel guilty.

"I...I'm sorry to...hear that. I...don't expected that would happen to you. I'm really sorry," I weakly said.

"Its okay. Its not your fault anyway," he said and wipe his tears. "Sorry for making you hearing my...err...not-so-tragic story. It just...I'm kinda feel lonely and need someone to talk with. I hope we could be friend," he said, walking towards me.

"What?! Hey, that's the worst story ever and you said not tragic?!" I said as I hit his shoulder. "And of course we could be friends," I said.

I could see a brush of pink on his cheeks and smile.