White lips | Gilbert Blythe.

Part 9

Evelyn ||

I met Gilbert's eyes and it was like my heart exploded. The happiness flowed through me as he stared at me.

"I've never met anybody quite as beautiful as you Evelyn," He commented as he studied my face with his golden eyes.

"I've never met anybody that's made me as happy as you Gilbert," I smiled shyly. I put my head on his shoulder and thought about the news I had just received. I wiped away the tears that continued to run down my cheeks.

"I won't be able to see you every day," I mumbled.

"I'll visit you every day I promise," I couldn't help but kiss him again. There was that happiness again. I smiled as I kissed him. "We'll make it through this," He assured me after we had shared our kiss.

I played with his hand while he played with my hair. We just sat there not talking and listening to the rain patter against the window. We enjoyed each other's presence and I've never had a day so filled with emotions.

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Later, Gilbert had finally left to go see his father. I made my way downstairs to see my mother and brothers. I wanted to apologize about a while ago before going to bed.

"Evelyn," My mother choked out seeing me in the living room.

"I'm sorry for a while ago," I told her and she stood from the chair and set her book down. She embraced me and I held her back. The smell of her sweet filled my nostrils and I felt safe. I felt safe with my mother and welcomed. I knew she would always forgive me. My mother loves me so much. I couldn't imagine us in a fight. One or the other would always apologize, just wanting it to be over.

I slept in her bed with her that night. I never wanted her to let me go. We cuddled together and we slept peacefully.

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I awoke to birds chirping. I opened my eyes and my mother was gone. I could smell bacon from the kitchen. I rubbed my eyes before pulling myself out of my mother's bed. I thumped down the stairs and dragged myself to a chair. The dullness of this house was starting to hit me even though I've only been trapped in it for two days. The many more days terrified me.

I ate my bacon quietly and then headed upstairs to my room. I watched through my small window as Gilbert went to school and tears rolled down my cheeks. I wouldn't be able to go to school for a while, and I was happy I wouldn't see the girls but I was sad I wouldn't see Gilbert or get to walk with him to school as usual.

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Days and days passed and Gilbert held up to his promise. He came to visit me every day for an hour or so. His father caught a cold and has been in bed all week. Gilbert's thinking he might not make it, and he's been really sad lately. Life has been rough, but I couldn't imagine being in Gilbert's . He never even met his mother because she died while giving birth to him, One of his best friends has gotten sick and can longer go outside, and his father is sick and has a chance of not making it. I wouldn't be able to handle the sadness in his life. I tried to cheer him up every time he came. I continued to tell him I got better, but every day it got harder to breathe and I can feel the ashes of my lungs in my . I try not to hiss in when he's around. I can't tell him I'm slowly dying. I can't even accept it myself. I just want to see him happy. It's my dying wish.

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