My Snarky Tutor(Boyxboy)

~Chapter Seventeen~

(Noah's P.O.V)

Today was Christmas Eve and I was spending It on my computer, looking at Youtube videos..playing shooting games online. This was definitely going to be the worst Christmas Break I was ever going to have. It wasn't because I had nothing to do or the fact that my family and I weren't going to celebrate Christmas. It was because the day my grandma had left to live was quickly coming to an end.

I had decided that today was the day I was going to say goodbye to her. How was I supposed to do that when I couldn't accept she was dying in the first place?

This was what I had been doing since Christmas Break started. I just spent all day on the Internet until I got a headache, my eyes were hurting or until I felt tired. While I was doing that, my parents and other relatives who had came over, had already said goodbye to my grandma, spending as much time as possible. If I continue like this, then I'll never get the chance to say goodbye to her and I'll regret It for the rest of my life.

I didn't have much time left, meaning I had to man up and just do It.

I let out a shaky breath and got off the computer. I headed downstairs and peeked into the room I was never able to look at before.

In the living room, I saw my mom sitting on the folding chair beside the bed, holding my grandma's small, bony hand.

I wanted to turn away to prevent myself from tearing up at the heart-breaking sight but I forced myself to stay.

"M-mom..." I croaked out and she looked up, focusing her swollen, red eyes on me. She looked at my grandma and kissed her hand and stood up, as If she already knew I was going to say goodbye.

She put her hand on my shoulder for comfort then walked past me, leaving my grandma and I alone.

I let out a shaky breath and slowly sat down on the chair. My grandma was now sleeping and I didn't want to wake her so I held her hand and sat patiently.

I used this opportunity to allow a few tears run down my face. No one was watching so It was ok.

A couple of hours had passed and my parents had checked on me every 10 minutes. I turned my head whenever they came in so they wouldn't see me cry.

As I was waiting, I was scared that she'll die in her sleep because the doctor said It was possible that one day, she'll fall asleep...and not wake up.

'Please don't die yet. Let me see you alive...please.' I prayed in my head.

When I felt her move and heard a little groan, I quickly wiped my eyes and forced a smile on my face.

'Don't cry. Don't cry' I reminded myself as she looked at me.

She just gave me a smile.

She couldn't talk anymore, just make little noises that sound like groans. There was a notepad and a pen just in case she had something to say.

I kissed her hand, not sure what to say. I was afraid that if I spoke, I would say everything that ran through my head and have a breakdown.

But right now, I didn't think we needed words. I laid my head on the edge of her bed and she rubbed my head with her hands. Even though they were bony, they were still soft and warm.

I was going to miss this...I was going to miss her soft hands that would comfort me whenever I was having a bad day. Who was going to bake the best cookies, make the best food? Who would pinch my cheeks and treat me like a baby JUST to bug me? Who would take care of my mom....?

'Who was going to be sweet like her?'

Tears ran down my face and I buried my face into her arm.