Capital S-Somewhere (TFIOS Epilogue)

6 months later...

6 months later my crap lungs continued to suck at being lungs, I found myself screaming from pain but only making it much worse and as I was put in a bed of the hospital I found myself drifting towards darkness, I passed out from the pain. I awoke to beeping momentarily looked at my parents with their tear stained faces and realized it was finally my time... That time when you realize you're actually dying and there's nothing you can do about it because your lungs aren't going to be better lungs. So I let myself slip back into darkness and found myself opening my eyes back In Amsterdam, apparently my capital S-Somewhere. "Hazel Grace." I heard the familiar voice say and looked up to see a smile I had been longing for "Augustus Waters." I breathed, "took you long enough." He said leaning into me to kiss me. It was like nothing we'd ever done before. It's a completely different experience when your dead self kisses your dead boyfriend. He pulled out a packet of cigarettes from his pocket, put one to his lips and lit it. "Hazel Grace, it's still a metaphor see, I put the killing thing between my teeth, light it, but it doesn't get to do it's killing because I'm already dead." It was weird how comfortable I felt knowing I was dead. I was dead, Augustus was dead but we were together, and happy finally happy. I leaned my head onto his shoulder. "Your funeral sucked by the way." I told him he chuckled I felt him shake underneath me. "I bet.." He replied "All these assholes that think they know you talking about how you loved basketball, and how you were so amazing at it.. But they never once mentioned that you were metaphor obsessed, creating metaphors for everything you saw, a blade of grass turned into a symbol of life, someone who was so aware of how attractive he was that he was the most vain guy I knew, a guy that said he was okay even though he was laying on his death bed, a guy that feared oblivion even though it is inevitable." After a moment of silence Augustus finally spoke up, "God I love you Hazel Grace, more than you know and even though we are now dead, both cast away from the atrocious cancer. You drowned in your own cancer water and my body slowly fell apart like a badly sewn doll, but I love you Hazel Grace no matter what state we're in and where we are I love you. Okay?" I looked up into his eyes. "Okay."