My mom finally left the room.
I think she took the hint.
Hobi looked confused.
"Hobi..."
The brightness left his face.
"I'd really like to do all those things with you, but I-"
I paused, and savored the moment when things were still OK. But they were only OK in a lie.
"I'm not sure If i'll ever be able to get out."
"What do you mean?"
"The doctors don't think I'll live."
"But- They're wrong. You, You can't- die."
He sounded like he was running a marathon.
Trying to make everything Okay.
It's not Okay.
I started crying.
He got up and hugged me.
"I don't want you to die."
"I don't want to die."
I cried and yelled into his shoulder.
I hadn't cried about anything in a long time.
His arms were tightly wrapped around me.
I think he's afraid I'll float away.
I ignored the pain of the needle pressing further into my skin, the tubes as they constricted, telling him to go away.
I wanted him there.
I didn't want this to end.
I'm afraid of endings.
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Butterfly
Fanfiction"Okay Hobi, take me to see the butterflies. I'll get better so we can go. I promise." A teenage hospital patient and a lonely high school volunteer. With Butterflies and Hope, they find their way through the dark. Together. Started: 10/29/18 First P...
