"Can we?" (A Robbie Kay Story.)

Chapter 12.

Diana's pov.

I still feel tears streaming down my cheeks, but smile. I squeeze his hand lightly, "I will stay by your side. I promise." He kisses my hand softly, his lips feeling like soft, little pillows. "I'm not sure if I will be good at it, if I can give you the comfort you need. But I wanna try, I really do. And I know this is just all of a sudden, but I really care about you and-" I keep falling over my own words, but it's just so important that he knows that- "I love you." He says. We look each other in the eyes, I suddenly don't know what to say anymore. "D-did you just?.." He nods, "Yes, Diana. I did. I'm sorry if-" It was now my turn to stop him, I kiss him. Softly and passionately. "I love you too." I whisper against his lips.

There was a knock on the door, we both look up. "Can I come in?" Miss. Smith asks. We both smile, "Yes, ofcourse." Robbie answers. She grabs a chair and sits down next to the bed. "Thanks for coming." He says politely. "Well, of course. The moment Diana called me, I immediately got on my way." I now sit down on a chair too, looking at Robbie, thinking of the moment we just shared. It was so small, but so big and meaningful at the same time.

Moments pass by, as miss. Smith and Robbie talk the time away. I on the other hand am starting to feel sleepy. Even though it's still early.

I just stare at Robbie, how can you not like him? "I really meant what I said earlier." He says, after miss. Smith had said her goodbyes. I can't help but smile, "Me too.." I walk towards the bed again, and get hold of his hands. "I'm sorry to say this, but it really scares me that they allow Peter in here. I don't know what he's up to, but I don't trust him for one bit." Robbie frowns, "Why don't you trust me, Diana?" He suddenly sits up straight and reaches for my throat. "P-Peter?.." He gets up and shoves me against the wall. I try to scream for help, but nothing comes out. I try to push him away, but my body doesn't respond. "He would never love you, he would never care for a girl like you. Or should I say, slut?" I still can't talk or move. "Any last words, Diana?" He stares right into my eyes, "Diana?"

I suddenly shock awake, very confused, I look around. Robbie and miss. Smith both look at me. "I asked if you were all right?" I nod, I can't tell them about this, well, at least not for now. "Sorry, I am just really tired, must have dozed off." I try to smile, so they buy it, but i'm not sure if Robbie believes is. "Well, if the two of you don't mind, I will leave now." She smiles and gets up from her chair. She gives Robbie a hand and tells him she will call him soon to check up on him. "Goodbye." She says to the both of us and I only wave back, not being able to speak.

"So, what was that?" He asks me, as soon as the door closes. "What was what?" Ofcourse I know what he's talking about, but I don't want him to be worried about something stupid. "Come on, Diana. You can tell me." He smiles lightly, I just can't resist those puppy eyes of him. "Later, okay?" He nods, "Okay." I sit down on the edge of the bed. "How long do you need to stay here?" I want him home, save, where Peter can't reach him. He shrugs, "I'm not sure yet. But I might be able to go home tonight or tomorrow. That, if all goes well." I sigh, how can all go well if his Leukemia is back? Like, no. Nothing is well at the moment. "Do you want some food?" He nods, it has been a while since we had something to eat. I kiss his forehead and go to the cafeteria.

Walking through the hallways make me feel less tired, but more scared. Almost all the people in here are sick.
Some people might be having their last moments right this second, while someone else's just begins. It's weird, isn't it? It's like God traids one for the other. But it's not fair, nothing is fair. Not the pain, not the tears. Why do we, people, deserve this? Families get ripped apart because of it, and it's just not fair! Thinking that Robbie might actually be ripped away from me hurts like hell. And I have no one to share it with, unless I want to snuggle up with Peter, which I won't be doing in a million years. Plus, he probably wouldn't even care for Robbie anyways.

It feels like I've been gone for hours when I get back to Robbie's room. It looks like he has fallen asleep. I put the tray with food on a chair, and stroke his cheek softly. "That took you a while." I smile, I'm glad that he's awake. I now feel tired again, from all the thoughts, but I will stay awake this time, stay awake for Robbie. "I hope you like a cheese sandwich and some tea, they didn't have much else left." I get the tray and put it on the bed. "A cheese sandwich is perfect right now."

I sit back down in the chair, watching him eat. I meant what I said earlier, I'm not leaving his side. I'm not going home, unless I can take him with me. I might just take him to my house, so I'm sure it's save. "You are thinking a lot, aren't you?" I nod, "Yes, too much, actually." He reaches out his hand, for me to take it, so I do. "Like I said, you do not have to worry, okay? I have done this before, I fought it before. And with you by my side, I am pretty sure I will be just fine." I smile, that's exactly what I needed to hear.

Hey there! It has been a while, hasn't it? I hope you like it, I know it's not one of the best chapters, but i'm still happy with it! See you next time!

Much love, xxx.