Hands Of Time | Ezria

Chapter Twenty

Two Months Later

"Ezra!" Doctor Thatcher called, and I start to limp towards him. Thatcher sees me limping, and excuses himself to grab me a wheelchair.
I rolled my eyes, as Aria clutched under my arm to help me into the wheelchair.

I slumped back, as I realized we were back in the same routine.

Wake up, feeling hopelessly happy knowing Aria was beside me, then hopelessly depressed knowing I won't be able to give her the things I used to.

My days now consisted of waking up, eating, Chemo, going home, sleeping repeat.

However, my daily routines of Chemo were much stronger than previously. Sometimes I'd need two a day.

This is because had I not just been diagnosed with Heart Cancer, but also liver and kidney cancer. Life was a bitch.

And now since every part of my was cancerous, i couldn't walk, resulting in a wheelchair.

"Reading for your second Chemo of the day?" Thatcher huffed almost, snapping me back to reality. I shook my head, and Thatcher gave me a concerned look, although he knew I was being sort of sarcastic.

I nodded, since right then, Aria glanced at me, her eyes sparkling with single tears.

As the needle went into my arm, Aria sat in the chair beside mine. She smiled, and I wondered how she was smiling. I always knew she was big on happy endings, and how much I wanted her to have her big happy ending, she wanted hers with me, and that was impossible. I wonder how a man like me had found a woman like her.

We talked and talked until the pouch flowing into my arm emptied. She smiled and gulped.

Without hesitation, we left the hospital after Dr. Thatcher unhooked me.

And as we settled down in my little apartment, Aria felt my cheek, caressing it softly.

"You're so strong. I love you," she whispered, and I smiled, which hastily turned into a frown.

"Hey, hey,"
I cut her off.
"I'm supposed to be the one looking after you, not the opposite way. I'm useless," I reply.

Those words meant nothing to me, but clearly everything to aria, as a tear fell down her cheek. Don't cry, don't cry, I repeat, until she finally stops, but I knew she was about to start up again any second.

"You're not useless. None of this is your fault,"
"Neither yours. Why miss out on everything that someone else could give you,"

"You always say that," she replies.
"That's because it's true," I carry on.

"No, no it's not. I'm not missing out on anything. I want to be with you, only you," She says, as I take her in my weak arms.

She ruffles her head into my chest, and she feels my slowing heartbeat. But it suddenly begins pumping faster and faster as she leans her face up to mine.

She presses her warm lips onto my cold ones. A feeling that I've felt many times, but still seem to become surprised everytime it happens.

She's the only girl in the world who can make me feel this type of love.

Ayup. I'm so so sorry this chapter was so short, but I'm at my Nan's, and I'm using up all my data rn, but I knew you guys wanted another update, so here it is :)
It's shit I KNOW

-Abbie