Final Goodbye

Chapter 7

Dear Harry,

Sorry, I she not written in a few days. It's been rough. Your getting worse and worse by the minute and they won't let you go to sleep. it's like watching you suffer, until you die.

Harry, I know I ask you for a lot sometimes, but I really need you. I can't have you pass away, this journal will be worth nothing.

If you die, don't worry. I wont have a open casket, just like you asked.

But your not going to.

You're gonna get out of this drab place and go to therapy, and were gonna get married and have some kids until we get old and die. That's what's gonna happen.

I haven't slept in about two days now, and I'm running off cheap energy drinks, and lots and lots of coffee.

I think I'm going crazy, at this point. I can't sleep, I can't miss anything. I need you to be okay.

"Darling, go home, get some rest, he's gonna be here when you get back. you know he would never leave without saying goodbye." The nurse said, yeah the bitchy one.

"I can't, I can barely take a breath without crying and you're telling me to go to sleep. If your husband was like this you wouldn't be sleeping." I said, walking back into your room.

"Hey sweetheart." you said. Your voice was so weak, it sounded like a old man.

"hey, how you feeling?" I asked, and rubbed your forehead, rubbing my hand through your hair.

"better, but I'm kinda hungry.." you mumbled, and I smiled slightly.

"you can't have anything too big, it might make you sick. What are you craving?" I asked, sitting down on the bed by your legs.

"anything but this shitty hospital food, please." you begged, and I grinned. "That little cafe, where we used to go. Get me something from there?"

"I was just thinking there, look, I'll be back in 10 minutes. I need you to stay sitting up, Harry. don't lay down, or you get no food, and drink a glass of water?" I pleaded, and pushed the water closer to you on the little table. "I'll be right back."

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I got back in about 20 minutes, and you were sitting with you legs off the side of the bed.

"someone was feeling energetic.." I say, sitting down on one of the chairs.

"babe, you look horrible. Have you gotten any sleep lately?" you asked, and I shook my head.

"I can't seem to sleep, my stomach just starts killing whenever I try." I say, and open the little bag, the room filling with the smell in seconds.

"what did you get?" he asked, standing up and walking over to me, sitting in one of the seats. You pulled a table over, and put it in between us. I giggled, and the nurse walked in.

"oh, excuse me.." she said, and a walked over to check something.

You smiled and turned to her " we just need a half hour, thankyou." you said, causing me to laugh a little.

once she left, you unwrapped everything, and started eating. I didn't eat much, but I sipped at the coffee.

"your not hungry?" you asked, grabbing my Hand from across the table.

"no, no I am. I'm just.. watching." I say, and nod, looking at you as you put the food down.

"alright babe, tell me what's going on."

I sighed and looked down at the food. "look, Harry. i need to tell you a few things.. I just don't know how your gonna take it." I mumble, not very clearly.

"just say it." you grit, through you teeth.

"uh, do you know why your in here?" I asked, and you nodded.

"the doctor told me, a few days ago. I didn't want to worry you, because he says I called the ambulance myself and you didn't know."

I looked up at him. "I saved your life.. I saw you like that.." I say, taking a bite of my food.

-to be continued -