Chapter 9:
Liam's POV-
Erin called the day after Jenny and Des went to the hospital. She had asked me to come to the hospital. So here I was. But as I looked down the endless white hall I had to cross to get to her, I wondered if it was worth it. I didn't know what Erin was going to say to me. Maybe it was just better to leave now, and avoid the pain. I mean, it couldn't be that hard. I looked back at the elevator. It seemed further away than her room. So I started down the hallway towards her room. Better to have this conversation now rather than later. I slowly opened the door and peaked inside. "Come in." I heard her say. Tentatively, I walked in. And there she sat. She was healing, I could tell. In a couple days, she would be going home. "How ya feeling?" I asked. Only because it was polite. "I'm doing better." I wouldn't look her in the eyes. "Have a seat," she said. "That's okay, I can't stay long. I've got... things." I didn't want to stay. I couldn't. She looked hurt. "Okay, I guess." I just stood there. It was awkward, but so were most things. I just wanted to get this over with. But she was smiling at me so big. I just had to close my eyes and say it. I didn't know if I could. Deep breaths. You can do this, Liam. It's for the best. You've built up these walls, now use them. I took a deep breath and sighed. "Erin, I don't love you anymore."
