As long as you can (Cherik)

4. Chapter

"So you've told the doctors you're my boyfriend? Why would you do that? You don't even know me" I still didn't understand his intention.
"I don't know. I saw you how you walked out of the practice. And you looked so weak and your whole body trembled. I just wanted to help, even though you were a stranger. I don't know what I thought, if I am honest. Sorry" he said and sat down next to me on a chair. I looked at him and smiled a bit thinking that it was kinda cute. "So, you just stalked me then? Well that's a little weird" I said to him and giggled a bit with a confused smile on my face. "But thanks, that's sweet. I am glad that I have some company in this time" I looked away and a tear rolled out of my eye thinking about everything that was coming. "But what happened yesterday in the park? Is that normal?" It took a while to answer him without starting to cry completely. "Yeah, apparently it is. I am sick and I'll lose control over my body. My muscles will get weaker every day. I know it since yesterday and that's why I was at my doctor's. I'll be completely paralysed in a few years" I looked into his eyes and saw the sadness in his eyes. It got even stranger. That weird Erik guy took my hand and squeezed it a little bit. Even though I didn't really know this him. I somehow felt safe and enjoyed his company.
"Can I do something for you? It might be weird as I wouldn't do all of this for everyone but I want to help you. I'm talking so much bullshit, I am sorry. I won't do anything you don't like. I'll even go if you want me to. Just tell me" he blushed and took his hand away. He fidgeted insecure with his fingers in his lap. He smiled a little bit seeming sad. "It's fine, thank you for being so weird. But can I ask you a question? Why me? With what did I deserve this?" I took his hand again not knowing why.
"Charles, you remind me of my dead brother. He had a similar disease and died a few weeks ago. And when I saw you there walking out of the practice, you looked a little bit like Hank did when he was sick. I just saw him in you. It's weird and I am sorry" he said and a small tear left his eye. I didn't know what to do and I squeezed his hand like he did before. We weren't saying anything. We were just there in the moment together and cried a little bit.