Facing the End ( An Asa Butterfield Story )

Facing the end

( This Chapter might seem like it's not important Or about Asa.. but just remember what happens in this chapter and then you will realize why it's in this story )

Ashley's POV:

In about seconds, nurses and doctors ran in. They all gasped! They told me to get out if the room. I ran out all confused. I turned my head and I saw the doctors running down the hall. I had no idea what was going on. I'm really scared to think that Asa is dead.

I put my back up against the wall outside of Asa's hospital room. I looked up at the ceiling, then at the halls. No sight of Asa anymore. I slid down the wall and start crying. I put my knees up and put my head down onto my knees and started pulling my hair hard like I was mad that it was my fault even though I knew it isn't. I couldn't stop crying. I would look up and hope I saw Asa. But I didn't. I only saw other nurses at their desks not even looking at me. I put my head back down again and started crying some more.

All of the sudden I felt a cold hand touch my shoulder. I looked up quickly hoping it was Asa but it wasn't. It was a little boy. the one I saw through the window. He looked horrible. He seemed super weak. It was almost scary. He was in a hospital gown, About 4 IVs in his arms, and he was hooked up to a machine. "What is wrong?" He asked me. "Oh, it's just my friend, I don't know if he is going to live." I responded. "How old are you?" I continued to ask the young boy. "I'm 6" the boy said. "And I don't know if I'm going to live either" The boy responded. I started crying some more.

I got up from the floor and gave him a huge hug. "Aren't you supposed to be in your bed?" I asked. "No, I'm just taking a walk." The little boy said. "By yourself?" I asked looking confused. "Yeah, I do it all the time, my mommy and daddy aren't with me, they said they are never gonna see me again and then left me before I came into the hospital. My mama and pa brought me here to the hospital but they are staying somewhere else. They said that they don't think I will live." It broke my heart to hear the little boy say that. Yeah, I know what it's like having your dad leave you and your mom passing away but having your own grandparents tell you that you aren't gonna live is sick. "Awh buddy, you're gonna be just fine, I promise" I said as we started to walk around the the floor we were on at the hospital. "What's your name?" the little boy asked. "My name is Ashley, what's yours?" I asked. "My name is Steven.. you're not going to hurt me are you? The doctors like poking me with sharp things.. and my mommy and daddy used to hurt me too. My mama and Pa said I was the reason they left." "It's nice to meet you Steven and I'm absolutely not going to hurt you. and I'm sorry to hear that. Maybe your mommy and daddy just needed sometime away from everything, that's it." He smiled. "Maybe." I was really curious to why he was in the hospital. "So Steven, what brought you to this mean place?" I asked. "I have this thing.. I think it's called cancer. But I heard it's really bad and I have to take this medicine that makes my hair fall out. I miss my hair."

My heart dropped. I didn't even know what to say or how to react. This is horrible, Yeah, I'm scared Asa is going to die.. but he just got scratched and lost a lot of blood. but this little boy has Cancer? That's way worse. All I could do was hug him. I hugged him so tight and started crying. I bent down so I was his height. "You know what? you are gonna kick Cancers butt! I promise, and you will have your hair all back soon. I know it" I said to him looking him straight into his baby blue eyes that reminded me of Asa's. "You really think so?" He said. "I know so" I responded. After about an hour from walking his nurse came up to me and said "He needs to go back to his room now" "Of course" I said. "Take good care of him" I continued. The nurse smiled. "Bye Ashley" Steven said walking back into his room. I wasn't crying anymore. Even though it was so sad listening to his story, it made me feel better about myself and be happy for what I have. I know that little boy is gonna live. I just know it.