Last Summer (completed) UNDER EDITING

Sickness

Aron had liver cancer. He would be going into hospital in a matter of days. I had cried countless times since he'd told me. He'd told me he was sorry so many times. And then the dreaded day came, Aron held my hand tight as we walked into the hospital. We got signed in and Aron was admitted to a ward. He was in the hospital bed and I could tell he hated it. I sat beside him all day, I didn't cry. I held it together for him. "I'm sorry" He said for the hundredth time. I just shook my head, to show it wasn't his fault. "Beth, have you ever read The Fault in Our Stars?" He asked. I was familiar with the book. "Yes" I responded. "Well then you'll understand this. I'm a grenade Just waiting to blow up and when I do I know that I'll injure all that love me, I wish you didn't love me Beth. I hate hurting you" He spoke clearly despite his condition. "It's a pleasure to be hurt by you, Aron" I murmured back. He just smiled. It made me want to cry. But I held it in. That night I refused to leave and slept on the waiting room sofa. The next morning the doctor explained that Aron only had a week at the most left. I went to see him again. He was asleep, sleep fights cancer apparently. But Aron's story was already written out, he was going to die.

I stayed with him all that week, he got sicker and sicker. But his eyes were still the brightest green. His parents came to visit once and it was at best awkward. Jake and Jess kept coming to see me and Aron, bringing me clean clothes. I was thankful. For that week all I did was watch him sleep. I only cried when he slept. Never in front of him. My heart was shattered and I couldn't find the pieces nor did I want to. I felt like nothing would be okay again. But the doctor told me something unexpected. He wanted to give me an exam. I let him and I found out something both awful and wonderful. I was pregnant. But how could I tell Aron that.