Scott's POV
I'm going to propose to Mitch.
My parents reaction was probably the biggest shock. I've been dying to marry him-literally and figuratively-and spend the rest of my life with him. They were ecstatic about it. They want me to "have a lifetime of memories with him", but you know how that goes. We all do.
The rest of my life is a blur. Kind of pitch black and opaque. I only see Mitch, but not myself. That's how I know I'm dying. The cancer in my lungs and the fact that there's nothing in store for me. We'll never have kids. A white picket fence. A winter wonderland wedding.
The thought brought literal tears to my eyes and a painful pang to my chest. Before I could think of more depressing thoughts, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in," I breathed trying not to sound choked up.
"Scotty, Mitch is on his way and you're friends are in the waiting room. I have your tux and the decorations. We have to start decorating and then we can help get you set in place. M'kay?" She talked a mile a minute and I could barely understand her.
"Breathe. In and out."
"Okay, sweetie. I'll go get your friends. Oh! Mike and Nel are here. They're totally on board. Said you were "the best thing that ever happened to Mitch". Gosh, I'm gonna miss you."
It's not the first time her own words made her cry. She'll ask me 'what do you want for lunch' and burst into tears because she knows she won't be able to fix me my favorites. It's heartbreaking, but I can't do anything to heal the pain. It's not easy seeing your youngest child slowly dying.
"Mom. Stop crying. Please."
"Okay I'll just start decorating," she smiled brightly. It was fake and we both knew it. She went back to getting the decorations set up and eventually everyone else-minus Mitch-were setting up too.
After my hospital room and hallway was turned into a "winter wonderland", I quickly put on my tux and everyone else went to change. Mike was supposed to go get Mitch and bring him to the start of the hall where this would take place, then he'd walk him down to me where I'd propose and we'd get married.
It wasn't rocket science.
As soon as everyone was dressed and ready to go, we exited into the hallway to wait for Mitch and Mike. I was shaking and it was hard to breathe. I was going to hyperventilate if I didn't see Mitch soon. Alex noticed, touched my shoulder and whispered, "It's going to be okay. Mitch will love everything you've done for him. He loves you and you love him. It's as simple as that." He flashed me a thousand dollar smile. Even after all the arguments, break ups, and fights, he'd always been there for me. And I couldn't be more grateful.
The basic wedding music my mom insisted be played started and brought my attention to the end of the hall. Kirstie came down with rainbow roses and lilies, gently tossing them, in a beautiful pastel pink dress.
When she finished, Mike stopped at the start of the hallway and Mitch stepped up right beside him. I broke out in tears and I knew more than anything my death would effect him most. And it tore me apart from the inside and out.
Why think about the end, when it was a new beginning waiting to happen?
I couldn't resist muttering under my breathe with joy and confidence, "It's time for a wedding."
Sorry I haven't updated since like, May 5th but I will start updating regularly, so that I can finish this book and stop prolonging it. I hope you like the chapter. It's one of my favorites. It was a drastic turn from the original ending (Mitch was supposed to die and Scott was supposed to get back with Alex until he couldn't handle the pain and heartbreak until he couldn't take it anymore), this one is way better though. Sappy endings are the best anyway.
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