Third Person
"Mr and Mrs. Swayd,", the doctor spoke through the phone.
"Yes?", they questioned fearing of what was to come next.
"It's your daughter, she's awake, but, she's not going to make it. You have time, but not enough. She most likely has a day or maybe two. I don't know telling from her vitals the results from how much time she has left are inconclusive. But I suggest you come see her while you still have the chance Mr. and Mrs. Swayd,", he said giving the parents the horrible knews. And like that, the doctor ended the line.
Tyler......
I layed in my bed, unable to sleep. I glanced at my clock, the neon blue lights shining brightly across the room. 12 o'clock, it read.....the cold air making contact with my skin.
I couldn't sleep for the past few days, probably because I hadn't seen Bella yesterday. But I also couldn't sleep because something felt wrong, I felt off like I was missing something.
I hadn't spoken to Sam, nor Jannet since that night. I'd check on Rebecca and Zack Bella's parents every now and then. They tried to put a smile on for me, but I could see right through it.
I layed there in bed, staring at the ceiling feeling empty. I waited patiently for sleep to welcome me hopefully sometime soon. And it did.
I drowned in the darkness of sleep. I sat in the chair next to a pale, awake, and cold Bella. But I was crying, why you ask, well, that's something me and you both will have to find out won't we?
She was holding me in her caress, and I couldn't help but fall into it. She was crying, and she was also telling me something. Her voice that was like water, soothing almost like a lullaby.
Her lips were no longer pink, she didn't have the small tinge of rose to her cheeks anymore. Infact she was paler than the usual, and her eyes didn't have that sparkle anymore. Her hair was matted together, no longer soft and wavy.
This wasn't the Bella that I fell in love with, this wasn't the Bella that I saw a week ago that was completely comatose, infact this was the Bella I never wanted to see not exist.
This was the dieing Bella, and she didn't have much time left. No time at all. But I don't care if she's dieing or not because I'll love her where time doesn't exist, because there I can love her for eternity.
I was telling her something, and I had a small smile on my face remembering all the happy times we had with each other. But that didn't stop me from balling my eyes out.
I held her hand as she caressed my cheek with her cold hand. A small tear tumbled down her cheek, as the heart monitor went blank, and she took her last breath. I kept holding her hand as it went limp in mine.
I begged and begged for her to come back for her to not leave me. But I had to except that it was time for her to rest, she was strong, but she wasn't strong enough. I closed her eyes, and kissed her forehead. I whispered something, and left the room.
I was ripped out of the dream by the loud ring tone of my phone. I looked at the caller ID and it read Mrs. Swayd. I answered already knowing what was soon to come.
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Potent Amour
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