-EDS POV-
I rush to the hospital. I run through the halls, scanning the doors looking for the room 013. (Get it? 13 :D)
I swing open the door. Two nurses by Taylors side and her parents standing next to the bed. Everyone looks at me, including weak Taylor.
"I'll give you two a few minutes." The nurses say and them and her parents walk out.
"Taylor you're ok. Were ok."
"What happened?"
"You were at home. Your heart stopped and we don't know why but you're ok."
"Ed they only said I have a few more minutes."
"Ok then. Well, let's have them well-spent." She smiles weakly. "I'm glad I can spend them with you." She whispers and lays her head against the pillow. "Shh." I whisper. And before she asks I gently sing her to sleep for the last time.
She listens with a slight smile on her face. I sing her several songs. After I finish the last one, I look up at her. Her eyes are closed. I get several shocks through my body. I've never been so scared in my life. Is she still breathing?
I tune out all the sounds and everything around me. I shakily reach my hand to her neck and feel her pulse.
Nothing.
~
-A few days later-
I've grown even more depressed. I didn't know I could be more sad. I thought I would have Taylor forever. I never actually thought about her dying, I don't really ever think about death. I wonder what its like to die. She knows and I don't. That's why this is so hard, we used to go through it all together. Now, it's kinda just all on me.
Anyways her funeral is tomorrow. I know I have to go but I'll just be crying the whole day. I guess it doesn't matter because that's already what I do, so...
-at Taylor's funeral-
I wipe my tears as I sit in the front staring at her coffin. It's just not fair!
Speakers go up one by one. Time seems to be slowed down and everything disappears when I look at Taylor in her coffin. Even if she's gone, physically, she's still with me. And I still love her. Even without her soul in her physical form I still get goosebumps looking at her.
A few doctors go up to the stand. They're in black, but I recognize them from the hospital so that's how I knew they were doctors. They announce that they drew some tests and found a new sickness. Taylor was the first one to have it. That's all I heard, I kind of tuned out the rest.
I stare at her coffin replaying my song kiss me in my mind. If I could just kiss her one more time. One more time,
Then everything would really, be better.
The funeral is over fast. (Me and Taylor never talked about our funerals because we planned on dying together so the only one who did ask me to write the eulogy was her parents. She never asked, we never talked about it.) Although I did write the eulogy, when it was my turn to speak I was crying waterfalls so they didn't make me. There was no eulogy.
Sorry for that, T.
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-one horrible week later-
I've been skipping work days. I haven't been eating either. Graham is ok. He's depressed too.
I walk into my bathroom not being able to take this much longer. I stare at myself in the mirror.
I look like a disaster, I feel like a disaster. I am a disaster. Literally.
I stare at the,
Pills.
CLIFFFF HANNGGGEEERRR!!!! this was a very emotional chapter guys sorry about that xc
