Cold || A Sincerely Three Fanfiction

Chapter 13- Over Time...

Connor's POV

Evan was asleep. He looked pretty bad. He looked pale and tired. I didn't know what to do. I wanted to help but didn't know how.

I know Jared wanted the same thing. He looked concerned. I know I did, too.

Evan was laying in between the two of us. He was facing me and Jared had an arm around his waist from behind. I noticed that Evan had lost some weight. I could see his colloarbones under his shirt. The bones in his hand and wrist stuck out sharply.

I don't know if it had fully occured to me that Evan was dying. I just thought he was sick and he needed to be taken care of until he got better.

Now, I knew that the chances if him getting better were slim. I knew he was dying. I knew that Jared and I were going to lose him. He wouldn't be here forever. None of us would, but he was leaving a bit quicker than everyone else.

I told myself that he would be okay. Everything would be okay. I forced myslef to think these thoughts, make myself be strong for my boys. I had to make them think everything would be okay. If I could convince them, I could perhaps convince myself.

Jared looked over at me. The look on his eyes was not one that I saw often. He looked genuinely scared. This man, who was always cocky and joking, was scared.

Of course, he would never admit it, but I could see it. I nodded at him and tried to hold his hand without waking Evan.

I succeeded and he looked relieved to have some comfort. I kissed his knuckles, and he smiled at me. I smiled back. We could make the best of a bad situation. We always did.

I looked at the time. 10:24. It wasn't late, but laying here with Jared and Evan was making me tired.I closed my eyes and dozed off.

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I don't remember any dreams. Evan and Jared were awake when I woke up. They were talking quietly, I guess they didn't want to wake me up.

I say up a bit, and my back audibly popped. I looked over at Jared and Evan. Jared was laughing at the look of horror on Evan's face.

Evan asked, "Are you okay?!"

I smiled and said, "Yeah, that's normal."

"Oh, my goodness," Evan said.

Jared was smiling. I looked at him. "What?"

"Nothing. This is just looking up to be a good day." He got up and went to the kitchen.

I turned to Evan. He sat up and tried to get up, but stumbled. I caught him and he righted himself.

"You good?" I asked.

He nodded. I got up, with my hand on his arm. He seemed okay, I just wanted to make sure.

He shuffled to the kitchen. I walked behind him in case he fell again. He didn't. Good.

Jared was making breakfast, as always. Evan went to help him and we let him. He always wanted to help out.

Evan and Jared made breakfast, this time I waited behind them. Jared was right. This day was looking up.

//////////Timeskip. 3 weeks/////////

Its been a while since Evan was diagnosed. He hasn't been going to school. He switched to a homeschooling program. Jared and I spend as much time as we can with him; after school, weekends, at night if we can.

Jared's parents are never home, so he can stay all the time. My parents don't care all the time, so I can spend most nights. There are occansions when they call me home because they "don't see me enough." As if they want to see me more.

Anyway, none of that is super important. What's important is that Evan is getting worse.

Not that much, but enough. It's noticable. Heidi is obviously worried. I talk with her when I can.

She has shared her concerns with me and Jared and we do the same with her.

Of course, we also talk to Evan about it. He has admitted that he is scared. We already knew that, but we were waiting for him to say it.

We're all worried. About Evan. About each other. This situation is taking it's toll on everyone, not just Evan.

There have been several occasions when some of us will tell someone else to go to sleep. We try to take up conversations that are about anything else, other than what's going on.

Jared and I sometimes stay up late, just talking. We so our best to try not to wake Evan, but he has become a pretty deep sleeper. It takes quite a bit to wake him up, nowadays.

Well, today was just like any other day. I not going to say that something bad happened, because it didn't. It was somehting good, actaully.

The three of us were talking in the living room. Heidi was at work.

We weren't talking about anything in particular; just everything. There was no tension in the room. We were all at ease.

The conversation seemed to die down a bit, but none of us wanted it to end.

So, I decided to say something I've been thinking on. Something I didn't have to think on.

"Hey guys?" Good start.

Evan and Jared looked up.

I continued. "I've been thinking."

"Oh, no," Jared said, jokingly.

I chuckled. "Shut up. Anyway, I've been meaning to tell you guys this for a long time. I love you both. I really love you, and it shouldn't have take me this long to say that."

Jared hugged me so tight, I thought he would crack a rib. I hugged him back. Evan joined us, and in that moment, I knew that they felt the same. They didn't have do say it. I knew.

Once we separated, Evan kissed me. Like, on the lips. I was surprised at first, but I kissed back.

I heard Jared squeal. Evan broke the kiss and laughed. I smiled. He turned to Jared and kissed him just as he kissed me.

I covered my mouth to prevent a squeal. God, I was acting like Jared. But they were so cute! Can you blame me?

They separated. Jared turned to me and, since we were the only ones to have not kissed yet, kissed me, roughly.

I kissed back. What else could I do? Not kiss the man I love? No way.

So, the kiss was broken by Jared. I realized what all had happened and smiled happily. I actually laughed.

Evan and Jared were smiling and laughing, too. The room was filled with our happiness and laughter.

So, this was a good day. A very good day. There was nothing else to call it.