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a/n: mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm should i kill anne? :)


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"If you can calm the fuck down, you can see Anne," one of the doctors stated bluntly. "She won't die anymore with your stressed ass in the room."

"John! Language!" another doctor scolded. John lifted his middle finger.

Natalie shot up and usain bolted to Anne's room. She burst through the door and rushed to Anne's bedside, Anne looking horrible. She looked like she did before she got hit - which was horrible.

When Natalie first heard the news she freaked out. She was angry, she was sad, she was scared. But everything seemed like a dream, like it wasn't real. 

Not until she was here, staring at Anne with the heart monitor beeping steadily beside the bed. Not until she finally realized that at any second, Anne could die.

Natalie gulped as tears slowly started forming in her eyes. Her mind turned into a racing mess of thoughts, and those thoughts came tumbling out of her mouth.

"What the fuck happened? I go to Europe and everything falls apart," Natalie started.

"Out of nowhere you just get hit by a car??

"Remember when we first met? You were the most beautiful person. And I instantly felt something for you and... it was a dream come true when you talked to me and didn't reject me for giving you my number. 

"Everything went by so fast... we were nervous around each other but we started hanging out everyday. The more I got to know you the more I liked you. You're perfect. You have a shit ton of flaws, but you're still perfect.

"I'm a shitty mess of a person but you still insisted on being around me all the time and we made so many memories together and..."

Natalie had to pause for a moment. Her voice was starting to shake and tremble and those tears started forming even faster. She started talking even faster.

"Our relationship whatever it was went by so fast but I don't care because it's the best I've had and you make me happy and one moment I'm texting you and the next you're hit by a car and I'm a mess without you and I heard you were like this before and I should have tried harder so I didn't go and you wouldn't be dying."

Natalie took a deep breath and those tears were starting to fall and it's been 3840923 years since Natalie has last cried and why is she crying over some girl she just met a month ago?????

"There's so much going on right now and I'm glad that doctor shut the door and I know we spend a lot of our time talking and we've shared everything and know each other so well, but there's something I haven't told you."

Natalie steadied her shaky voice and breathing, and continued, talking slowly and clearly.

"You came into my life as an angel, a goddess, a blessing. You walked into that coffee shop looking dead but gorgeous. You suddenly became so important to me in that short month. You turned my dark mess of a life into a rainbow of beautiful moments. You became my everything.

"I'm stupid but I'm in love with you. I don't care if we met a month ago, I don't care if what I feel for you isn't 'actually love', I don't care if this is too soon, I don't care if I'll regret this, I don't care about homophobic fucks, I. Don't. Fucking. Care. Because with you I'm happy. 

"I'm stupid for not confessing earlier, I'm stupid for confessing now when you could die and I could lose you forever. 

"I know this is sudden, but I feel really fucking shitty right now. I want you to wake up and tell me that you love me even if it's fake, because I feel like I'm the one going to die and I want to die happy. I don't care anymore, I just care about you and call me dramatic but it's true.

"I'm sorry. Please. Wake up."

Then the heart monitor stopped beating, and Natalie's heart stopped too.


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