My Bi Professor [COMPLETED]

28-"I'm dying."

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Ash-

"I'm dying." Addison says.

I didn't expect her to be so straight forward, but it worked. It was so powerful that Nathan and Phoenix were stuck standing with their mouths agape. I thought I even saw tears form.

I hung my head low, as did Andi. Even knowing the news, hearing Addison say it like that was still painful, if not more.

"I've been dying for a while, now," Addison continues. "I'm sorry for not telling you guys any sooner, but I didn't want to worry you all."

"Worry us all?!" Andi cuts in. "You didn't want to worry us all?! This is far more worrying, Ma!" I almost felt bad for Addison, but Andi did have a point. And I could see by her expression, Addison was thinking the same thing.

She sighed. "I'm sorry, baby. I... I understand it was probably the wrong decision. But," she reasoned, "try to see things from my perspective. I didn't want my last days to be your worst days. I love you, sweetheart."

Nobody spoke for a while. The anger in Andi had dimmed. Nathan was the one to break the silence. "You know, she has a point." Andi glared at him, and he put his hands up in defense. "I'm just sayin'."

Once again, a silence fell over us. It was so quiet that it hurt. "No." Everybody stared at me. My words were so quiet I could barely hear myself. Nobody expected me to be the one to talk, not even me. But, rage was bubbling up inside me to the point I was sure I was going to pop. "No." I repeated. "No! No!" My voice gradually got louder.

A nurse walked into the room. It was the same nurse as before. "I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to ask you all to leave. Ms. Albertson needs her rest."

I feel to my knees. "No," I muttered in my quivering voice.

"I'm sorry, he's just emotional," Phoenix excuses as she drags me out of the room. My mutters of 'no' never stopped.

We ended up back in the waiting room. I was on the ground, shaking, tears pouring for so long I was sure I'd be a prune. Andi sat, quivering. Her head rested on Nathan's shoulder. Nate stroked her hair, kissing her forehead occasionally. Phoenix awkwardly sat there, her hand resting reassuringly on Andi's leg. Phee has only met Addison a few times because her folks rarely let her leave the house, so she had virtually no emotional connection.

After some time of nonstop crying, Phoenix tapped me with her foot. I knew it was her because Nathan still refused to be too close to me, and Andi was no doubt curled up on her chair.

I looked up at her. The world was blurry, and I could only see her outlines properly. "Hey, Ash," She said, sounding sympathetic. "How 'bout we get you some fresh air? Huh?" She treated me as if I was child. Well, in this moment, I was.

I nodded my head slowly. I wiped my dripping and stuffed nose, and wiped away the wet tears. The tears, though, were only replaced with new ones.

Phee pulled me up to my feet, and supported me as she led me out of the hospital. She squeezed my shoulder as the fresh air hit us, and  then made her way back inside. I sat down on a bench. The color seemed a green, but it was hard to be sure of anything with so many drops of salty water stuck in my eyes.

I pulled out my phone. I definitely should make some calls.

"H-H-H-Hey Siri?" I said to my phone.

There was a small ding as the gray screen appeared, the big letters printed on the screen. What can I help you with?

"Ca-a-call Colton Haynes," the phone understood me after a few tries.

Colton's contact popped up. "Home or mobile?" The programmed Siri voice on my phone was male. 'He' had an Australian accent. I thought it'd be funny, at the time.

"Mobile." I managed a less shaky voice.

"Calling Colton Haynes mobile."

I put my phone up against my ear. It rung two or three times before stopping, being replaced with Colton's voice. "Colton," he greeted.

"Colton, i-i-i-it's Ash."

"What's wrong?" His voice was plagued by concern.

I took a deep breath, wanting my next sentence to be clear. Not up for interpretation, therefore allowing me to never repeat it. "Addison's dying." I don't sugarcoat it.

There was a silence on the other end. Nothing but the dim hum of passing cars. "What?" Colton's voice was steady but strained. It was less audible due to how low his voice had dropped.

I went to repeat it, but found a lump in my throat. I felt as if I was choking. "She's dying," I murmured more to myself than to the other line. It was strange to hear me say it out loud. It was as if that was what made it true.

Suddenly, there was no more silence. "Are you okay? What happened? Is she okay? Is Andi okay? Do you need me to come? Can I talk to her?" His questions never ended. I lost count of how many he asked.

He ran out of breath, giving me a chance to budge in. "She's fine. She fell, but she also has a lung problem. I'm fine. She's sleeping. Andi's fine, but a little shaken up. Come if you want to see her. She..." I once again felt the death that I knew would envelop Addison envelop me. It was full of hopelessness, and the lack of control. "She only has a few more days." I finished. "A week, maybe."

Once again, silence was upon us. I felt so alone. I barely even noticed the passing cars. I barely even noticed the commotion being made in the hospital.

God, I wish I had been paying more attention.

But, I wasn't.

"I'll be over tomorrow," Colton broke me out of my trance.

"Okay."

He hung up.

I took a deep breath.

I walked into the hospital.

I stopped.

I broke down.