Take This To Heart || ImmortalFox

13. So Far Away.

"She's in love and the world gets blurry. She makes mistakes and she's in no hurry to grow up because grown-ups they don't understand her.

Well it's a big, big world out there, but she's not scared. She thinks that nobody cares about her problems, and she's probably right.

But it's alright, you'll be fine, if you just stay with me."

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Eddie's Point of View

He spent most of the lonely nights lingering through the halls of our pathetic Cancer Ward and into my room. He had his reasons; of which, he stated, that he wanted to stay to watch over me. Aleks was truly a savior of mine. I felt safe when he and I were together, like nothing could stop us and no one would ever get in our way.

I fell asleep in his arms every night for the past weeks and each day that goes by, I'm watching him grow stronger. The grief of Kevin's death is slowly passing through his system. He's exited his mind and fallen to his heart, and eventually the thought will slip through his entire body and leave him forever. It's a slow process and everything will come crashing down towards the end of the line, although his memory still pulses within each of us.

He does things for me that no other individual dares to try. He'd walk to the cafe every morning just to bring me all of my daily needs and help be bathe when my limbs had been too weak to try and do so myself. His therapy sessions were cut back and we seemed to have all the time in the world just to have each other to ourselves.

I wasn't complaining; I needed him more than ever right now. 

The drugs flowing in my veins and pulsating deep inside of my muscles had begun to fade and we'd started trying to go on short walks around the premises again.

I felt alive again, I felt immortal. 

We'd stay up late as we did before everything came tumbling down. Movies ran onscreen the laptop we shared now, though we hardly ever paid attention to what was being said; for we'd been so distracted by the other man's lips to care. 

Aleks even spoke of what would become of us once we'd rid of our cancer. 

We've decided that once we'd left the Ward, we would pack our bags and travel the States. 

"We can run away together," he'd say as my lips brushed his collar, "pack our things and get out of Denver and never look back."

Our mouths reconnected and my fingers laced through his dark locks. 

"We can get out of here. It would be us against the world. No one will get in our way, I promise." My eyes were trained on the younger Russian. I clung onto each and every word he'd muttered, desperately prying for something more. 

"You're sure about this, Aleks?" 

"I'm more certain about this than I have about anything ever before. If anyone tries to mull us away from that, you'll hold them down as I destroy the world." 

My blush crept from the tips of my fingers and up my neck towards the very ends of my cheeks. He always appealed to the effect he'd had on me. He spoke with a low tone, his breath husky and fragments of his previous accent flickered within each sentence. 

"We can start a family and just run as far away as possible. You and me, Eddie?" 

I smile into the kiss and mumble against his thin lips. "You and me."

Our constant need to feel contact, in any form, whether it be through our arms slightly brushing against skin or wrapped in each other's embrace, never went unnoticed. The others in the Support Group had been catching on, the usual hospital staff mostly seemed to be supportive of he and I, and it seemed as if my family remained oblivious.