Chapter 60: No Turning Back

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COOPER:
Seventh period is utterly boring on this ordinary yet devastating day. I never imagined having to face the fact that someone I love is dying.

Kyla has though, so many times, and now not only am I losing her but so is she. Losing yourself might just be the most tragic death of all.

I know she needs her space but for fucks sake she's dying. All I need is a phone call, a text, letting me know she's okay. Lora and James are my only passage to her lately. They tell me how she is and in return I promise to respect her wishes and keep my distance. It's near to impossible but I manage.

For days now I haven't seen her beautiful face, haven't felt her lips on mine, haven't heard her laugh or even held her in my arms. It's weighing on me big time, not as much as the thought of never seeing or holding her ever again.

Because I know one day she'll be gone and Kyla Daniels will cease to amaze me in every way a person can amaze someone.

I wanted to travel the world with her, take her places, build a family maybe. . .dammit. This world deserves to be experienced by her.

I'm far to stuck in my head to focus on a single thing that Mr.Davidson is explaining as of now. Instead my eyes concentrate on Riley then Bryce, neither are smiling. Not even a ghost of a smile is visible. By now the news of Kyla's illness has gotten around and the school gossip is through the roof. Pitiful glances and prayers are sent my way from strangers or distant friends.

I ignore them of course, what do they know? Why do they care? They never bothered showing interest in her before. They don't deserve her, this entire world doesn't deserve her.

That doesn't mean she has to go,
I don't want her to go.
God, please don't let her go.

"Shit!" Riley gasps, the class silences more than they already had and all attention is pointed at the brown haired beauty in the front. Her face contorts into one of tragedy. "No. No. No." Without a word to anyone else, Riley packs up her belongings.

"Excuse me, Riley. Where is it that you're planning on going during class?" The teacher folds his hands over one another, a look of authority in his dull brown eyes.

Instead of answering, Riley's eyes lock with mine and automatically I know what's wrong. "Kyla." I murmur, throwing my backpack over my shoulder I follow her out as we head down the lifeless halls that I once walked down with the girl I love. What's happened to her? To us? How could this happen?

"I'm texting Chloe right now." Riley, with her head in her phone, opens the front door with her hip and quickly types away at her screen.

"I'll text Blake." I say.

Once all is settled, we stand before Riley's car. Awaiting for the the last two remaining followers to join and once they do, I set the car into drive and I speed out of the lot.

"What's going on?" Blake asks. "What's wrong with my sister?" He pokes his head between the front seats. Riley chews her nails, unable to remain focused on one certain direction. I can't lie, it's making me really fucking anxious. Does she ever stop moving?

"Where am I going?" I ask.

"The hospital." Riley announces and all attention is gained.

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