Kill me too (I will wait- Mumford and sons)

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He looks horrible is my first thought. The vitals machine beeps next to him keeping an incessant beat with his heart.'An I.V hangs over him and is connected securely to his arm.

I slowly walk over to his bed biting my lip as my eyes meet his pale face and white lips. This wasn't the energetic boy who I'd first meet who'd cared for me with such a passion, this was a dying boy who was trying to hang on to the last bit of life he had left.

"Matthew?" I kneel next to him so that my head rests on the bed right next to his arm .

"Matthew?-" my voice catches and I just notice that I have tears sliding down my cheeks, "I-

I'm so sorry" my heart rams harder against my chest as my belly hits the bed and I remember that there's not only Matthew to think about but the babies.

Our babies...

I'm not sure how long I lay there next to him whether it was 5 minutes or 40 but all I wanted to do at the moment was lay there with him. I didn't see a point in moving, a point in eating I didn't really evan see a point for breathing. All I wanted was MY Matthew back, and it was all my fault that he was in the hospital.

The thought made me cry evan harder, I was trembling with the cold and with the fear that

Matthews life was dangling by a thread .

My hand reaches for his hand squeezing it tighter as I sob against his chest . My cries muffled against the gown. God I'm a mess.

"Alex?.." I stop sniffling for a second to hear the voice and for a second my heart leaps and I quickly look up to see if Matthew has by some miracle woken up but sadly no. "Yeah? Sorry Sarah I-I" I try wiping my eyes to clear the tears from my eyes but more tears refill faster than I can actually wipe them away, not to mention what had become of the Niagara falls that has become my nose.

"No no it's okay don't try and cover it up I couldn't possibly understand how you feel, cry all you want Alex don't try and be strong ...I can't evan imagine what this is like, I mean if this was Andrew-" she stops as a sort of hiccup sob comes out and she turns sideways covering her mouth with one hand.

"Yeah I guess..you're right" I lay my head back down on his chest just keeping my hand on his breathing but I really know that it's just a machine doing the work for him.

"I'll just give you some more time with him, I have to go check on Charlie anyways" she rubs my back reassuringly before whispering "he'll make it through you'll see"

I nod not evan wanting to respond, I take out my phone and start searching through it trying to find a certain video, when I find it it dates back to May 8th.

Matt's birthday

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"No stop- you psycho give me that!" I grab the flour from his hands, looking down at myself I realize I'm sprinkled with the stuff.

"So much for not getting messy." I glare at him, shoving him a little I the process

"Well sorry" he runs a hand through his curly hair and a puff of flour falls to the floor. Giving my hair one last shake I get back to baking his birthday cake.

I said that i would buy It but he insists on me making it myself, I'm a horrible cook mind you. But honestly I don't care 'it's your funeral' I told him he simply replied.

'It's actually my birthday..' That earned him a well deserved punch in the arm.

Cracking two eggs, and dumping in the butter along with the flour I reach over for the milk and just as I grab it he stands up behind me.

One of his Hands wrapping around my hand that holds the measuring cup and the other around he one holding the milk.

"Need help?" His head rests on my shoulder and his lips are touching my ear leaving me with goosebumps. To say I'm turned on would be an understatement.

"Way to creep up one me"

"Mmmm" is his only response as he moves some of my hair away and starts to nibble at my ear.

"Matt..." I try scolding him but can't find it in me to do it

He moves his arms away from mine and instead moves them up to my chest wrapping them as he did so. His head still on my shoulder.

"Stop teasing and help me make the fucking cake..please" I all but moan.

I look back down as I set the milk and measuring cups back down on the table. But he refuses to let go of my gaze and grabs my chin slowly moving it up so my eyes meet his.

His smile is somehow contagious and so are his twinkling eyes. I cant help but smile back. "Why don't you smile more often?, I love it when you do, it makes you look adorable" he slowly runs his thumb over my lips as he says it.

God I wanted him so bad.

Stay calm, stay calm

"Are you saying I'm ugly?"

"My bad I meant it makes you look evan More gorgeous than you already are" he laughs at my smirk then leans forward..

Crashing his warm lips on mine.

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We were all so happy back then, no body was sick, and most importantly the love of my life was Awake and well.

Now I sat here in a hospital watching Matt die before my eyes, crying so much it was a struggle to keep them open. I pulled my legs up to my chest and slowly started to bang my head against my knees.

All I wanted to do was numb all my feelings, love, jealousy, hate. I just wanted a clean state, I started wanting impossible things like a regular family, a mom, a dad..., a sister but instead here I am watching my boyfriend slowly and painfully die. All the while cradling my stomach that held our twins.

Our beautiful twins.

I sit up now resting my head just below his, "c'mon Matt wake up.." I pause as a couple tears slide down my face

"Matt wake up! WAKE UP" I wrap my arms around his frame and start sobbing once again uncontrollably.

I must have fallen asleep because next thing I know Andrew has come in and is trying to get me off of Matthew and into his arms.

I roll over slightly showing no sign of recognition he slides me into his arms groaning at my weight.

He carries me out of the room past Sarah who was covering her face up, but behind those perfectly manicured nails I knew she was crying, and not for Matthew but for me. She knew all that I had been through losing my dad, then having to deal with my bitch of a mother, and right after I had lost my little sister.

She knew as well as I did

if he died it would kill me too.

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