"What if you find your soul mate...at the wrong time?"
― Lauren Kate, Passion
*6 months earlier*
- Viv -
Fray walked me to sociology, talking non-stop about her plans for the summer. I listened as I always did and tried to be positive but in reality we both knew I would be stuck in that stupid hospital all summer, like I always am.
From ahead I could see Dex and Rosie hand in hand coming towards us. As usual they avoided eye contact. I pretended not to care but my heart was secretly breaking.
I used to be best friends with Dex and Rosie. The four of us did everything together. Then when I got sick they started to faze themselves out, like they were afraid of being close to someone.
I was head over heels about Dex and pretty sure he felt the same. Now he looks at me like I'm a stranger, that is when he does look at me.
I sat the back of sociology and kept quiet. I wanted someone to turn to me and start a highlighter war, I want to have an annoying partner who continuously pinches me and pokes me until I snap.
Thing is, I'm nothing but a fragile lab rat to them. All of them, they look at me like I'm pathetic and it makes them feel better about themselves. For once I just want someone to talk to me like I'm not about to drop dead any second.
I'm the one fighting the cancer, I'm the one going through Chemo. If anything I'm the strongest person in this whole fucking classroom.
I took one last look out the window, dropped my pencil and got up and left. Maybe now that I was this poor lick sick kid they wouldn't give out to me.
"Viviana. Viviana are you going to the bathroom? You need a pass" Mrs. Peters called after me.
I closed the door behind me and breathed in the fresh air of the empty corridor. I was fed up of this stupid school anyway, just a few more months and I can enjoy summer. Alone.
Then, Dex caught me by surprise and the two of us stopped dead in the hall. Both looking slightly startled.
"Guess your gonna have to make eye contact now aren't you Dex? Or is the wall a better option" I muttered sarcastically, crossing my arms.
Dex narrowed his eye brows offended. "What's that supposed to mean"
"What do you think it means dickhead?"
"I don't know what your problem is Viviana but I've got to go" he went to move passed me but I blocked him.
"Go on push past me, or are you afraid you'll break me like everyone else in this school?"
"I've no time for you childish ways V, I'll see you later"
I smacked him across the face. Because I wouldn't see him later, I hadn't "seen him later" in over a year and now all I wanted was for him to even just smile at me the way he used to, when we were friends.
I left school after that outburst and started for home with only one thing on my mind.
I'm never falling In love.
*present*
- Harry -
The distance from the front door to Viv's room was long enough for me to plan an entire conversation in my head but as soon as I opened the door I blanked and all I could think was no to cry.
Viv lay was lying in her bed, her long hair sprawled around her. She didn't even look that shocked to see me.
"What are you doing here Harry?" She sighed wincing as she pulled herself up to look at me.
I swallowed "why didn't you tell me?"
No sign of remorse went through her face, it stayed stone like and unreadable. "Harry go home"
"I'm not leaving till you tell me why, after three whole months you couldn't tell me you were dying"
"Who told you?" She snapped cutting me off.
I didn't answer "why?" I growled again.
"Leave"
"Why Viv I just want one answer ok just tell me -"
"Just get the fuck out of my room Harry. I never loved you I never cared I was just using you to get something good out of my last few months"
Her words were like daggers as she tried to climb out of bed, her thin legs barely bringing her up. I couldn't even get angry I was just so confused.
I didn't believe any of it so why was I leaving?
"Why are you lying" I couldn't look at her as a single tear rolled down my face.
"I'm not she whispered"
I turned back around. "So you mean to tell me that all those nights together, the stories we shared the love we made. What about that kiss on the beach and that night we baked. You think the pages of your book just happened to land beside me. Is it was fate Viv, don't you believe it!"
I was fully crying now as I confessed my heart to her.
I could really see her now, the bags under her eyes, the thinness of her lips.
Then, like it had burst inside of her Viv began to scream at.
"Of course I believe it! I believe every word of it cause the truth is I've never been more in love with someone in my entire life. I've never been so happy but I couldn't do it. I couldn't sit there and ruin another persons life, I knew if you found out you'd drop everything and that's not fair on the boys and its not fair on your family. I hate being treated like glass"
Her last words were slurred as she ran out of breath and her frail wrists couldn't hold her weight. She hit the floor and buried her face in her hands. Sobbing dramatically.
All of the anger was washed out of me, any regrets and any resistance just blew away and I walked over to pick her up.
Light as a feather I climbed onto her bed and laid her in my lap. Her head rested against my chest.
"I'm sorry" I whispered, stroking her hair.
"Me too" she sniffled
Her head pulled away and her brown eyes bore into mine. I felt a twinge of agony but overall I was happy.
"I promise I won't treat you like glass, but please, don't ever make me leave you again"
Our lips met again and part of me healed, a part I knew would soon be broken again.
"Together?" I asked holding up my pinky.
"Together" she confirmed taking it.
I held Viv until she fell asleep and then I stayed by her side. Afraid to fall asleep.
I didn't care what she said I was going to protect her for these next few weeks.
She was after all, my fighting soldier.
A/N*
I'm sorry this wasn't my best chapter I just needed to resolve that, very dramatique ;)
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