Chapter 8

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Lizas pov

I didn't know where I was going, but I was running. I just wanted to get away from David. It hurt. It hurt like hell to run away from him. But it's what I had to do.

I left him without a single goodbye. He had three more days, and I knew he would have wanted to spend them with me more than anything.

But I was being selfish, I didn't want to break my heart even more, Having to watch him die right in front of me.

I declined his calls, call after call.

I stayed at a park bench until 11 pm and I walked back home, crying my eyes out.

All I wanted, more than anything was to be with David. But I just couldn't. I finally made my way home. And spent the whole night crying my heart out, until I got sick.

The next day, I slept all day. I knew the next day would be Davids last day, ever on earth.

I wanted to run back to him, cry into his arms and tell him i loved him and i would miss him like anything. I wanted that so badly, but I just couldn't.

I woke up the next day. Davids last day.

I told myself countless times not to go find David. But I found myself walking to his house. All the lights were off. I still knocked.

As I expected nobody answered. I rang Gabbie.

"Hello?" She says quietly, sobbing.

"Where's David?" I ask.

"Liza, I just left the hospital. I spent these past three days with him. He was crying so hard because you left him. He wanted you so badly you were all he wanted, you would have made his last days his happiest days. But you ruined him. You made his last days miserable and heart breaking.
he refused to talk to any of us until he saw you. But you never showed up, never called and never came." She says.

"Where is he?" I ask.

"It's to late, honey, he's died. But hey, maybe he's happy he's died. At least now he will have forgotten all about your existence. He would have forgotten about all your memories and the love you guys had. Are you happy now?" she says and hangs up.

I scream and throw my phone away, I hear it shatter but I don't care. I continue to scream until my throat is on fire.

An old man and lady Come running out of their house and try to calm me down. I shove them out of my way and run, street after street. Until I finally collapsed and blacked out.

the end.

hey guys, so I was in the mood to write a short sad story. I will probably get a lot of hate for making it so sad. Sorry :(

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