(Rose's POV)
27/11/2017
I lay on my hospital bed my mind flashing back to my conversation with dad yesterday.
*flash back*
"Rose, I haven't been exactly truthfull with you my little flower." Dad lowered his head.
"What is it dad?" I start to worry.
"It's about your mother, she had the same dasees as you, she died because of it." Dad conffessed.
"But mum was only 18 when she died." I was really scared now, I'd be 17 in 27 days.
"I know sweety, this deases is really un fair." Dad hugged me.
*end flash back*
"Good morning Rose." Ethan walked into my room.
"Is it? I'm a day closer to death." I narow my eyes at dad.
"Don't talk like that Rose, I promise I'll find a cure." Ethan hugged me.
"Can I atleast leave this hospital yet." I roll my eyes.
"Nope." Ethan poped the p and fliped a page in his note book. "Fuck!" He hissed out of nowhere.
"What? What's wrong Ethan?" I worry.
"Paper cut." He hissed as he continued writting.
"Ethan let me see?" I request.
Ethan gave me his finger and I kissed it better looking up at him as he smiled.
"Better?" I ask.
"Much." He kissed my cheek.
"Excuse me father still in the room here." Dad woke up from his nap.
Dad stood up and shuffled over to my bed sied.
"I'm going to the shop, do you want anything Rose?" Dad asked as he grabbed his walet.
"Some haribos star mix please daddy." I beam like the little kid I am.
"I'm dating a child." Ethan chuckled at my childishness.
"Shut up you!" I cross my arms stubornly.
"Oh god." Ethan rolled his eyes and moved his hands down to my sieds tickling me.
"Okay, I give in! I quite! Stop it! Ethan I swear-" I was wheezing for breath.
"Sorry Rose." Ethan stopped imediatly placing an oxygen mask over my face and turning my oxygen on.
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Christmas Mirical
Любовные романыRose was born in Winter 2000 with a rear heart disorder, so rear her doctor couldn't even diagnose her or treat her. All he could do was give her the ecuipment she needed to servive and wait for her heart to give up on her. They had attempted heart...
