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1 WEEK LATER...

Life really is a rollercoaster. A terrible one though. A one that I want to get off so bad but can't.

For a second I thought everything was going great in my life, but it changed, just like it always does.

June got worse and mom and dad are always with her now. I would stay with them too but I couldn't handle sitting there for hours.

I walked into the dark room. The moonlight shining on the boy sleeping on the bed in front of me as I plop down on a chair next to him.

His bruises were gone. Not a single trace of them ever being there left behind.

I knew that under those covers I'd find more and somehow worse ones, but I wasn't planning on seeing them anytime soon.

I watched his chest as it raises and falls back into place. His lips slightly parted with his long hair spread across the pillow.

" I needed someone to talk to and you're the only person I could talk to about my Bullshit " I say. Gulping as my eyes continue to scan his face.

God he's so beautiful.

" I'm sorry. I really didn't know how to react so I guess avoiding you was my only way of dealing with it " I explain, tears forming in my eyes when thoughts of how my life is currently going start floating around my head.

I sniffled as I quickly wiped a tear away but it didn't help since my eyes had already given up.

" my life is falling apart " I manage to say between sniffles.

" June i-is getting worse. Her doctor told my parents that he's worried and last time he said that she had a stroke and flat lined for a minute straight " I cried, not stopping myself this time.

" I saw my mom cry yesterday and I've never seen her cry the way she did since the time we almost lost June "

" my life is going extremely downhill and I don't know what to do " I sniffled. My soft cries slowly getting louder as I struggle to stabilize my breathing again.

" I know you lost your mom. Your family is not doing any better either. That's why I've been avoiding you " I turn to look at him. My eyes following the big tube going all the way down his throat.

" If you really can hear me then please make sure you try your hardest to stay alive. Don't go into the light " I sigh as I wipe my tears away after I have calmed down abit.

" because even though I'd rather be gone than have to deal with the shit I'm dealing with, I'd still fight for my life " I gulped.

My eyes traveled down to his hand that was laying on his side and without any hesitation, I slid my hand under his and held it.

The feeling of his hand in mine immediately calming me down.

I didn't know why I was such an emotional wreck when I barely even knew the guy.

I felt pathetic, crying to a boy who's probably brain dead or can't even hear anything that I've told him.

My thoughts are immediately cut off when I feel something against my hand, causing me to look down with my eyebrows furrowed together in confusion.

My eyes start to water again and my breath hitches in my throat as I watch his fingers move against mine, gently squeezing my hand in his.

I looked up at him, eyes watery as ever and he was still in the same position he was in earlier.

I chuckled sadly, squeezing his hand back before he moves a finger of his, but it was weak this time.

He was trying to move.

He's here, he can hear and feel me.

" hi, Ethan " I sniffled.

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