I woke up feeling sick.
I squinted at the walls.
The clock said noon.
Will he come today?
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The doctors said they're worried because I'm not eating.
They said they might have to stick a tube up my nose.
I told them I didn't want to do that.
"You have to eat something, Mina."
The nurse gave me a Jello cup.
Looking at it made me want to throw up.
"I can't."
"You need to."
"I can't."
That's when Hobi rushed in.
"Mina!"
He ran right in and set his things down.
He stood right next to the bed.
The nurse gave up and left the room, Jello and all.
"How did everything go? They wouldn't tell me anything."
"I think they said the drug worked. But I don't feel good."
I saw his eyes move to the papers on the table.
They were next to the wilting flowers.
"You... you haven't eaten in three days?"
"It hurts."
My voice came out unbelievably shaky.
Hobi got up and grabbed his backpack.
He put some fruit snacks in my hand.
"I have some left over from my lunch."
"Hobi..."
"Please eat, Mina."
It was his turn to have a shaky voice.
"I can't eat it."
"Please try."
"But it will hurt and I'm scared."
"I'll stay by your side the whole time."
He sat down really close to me.
"I can hold your hand, too."
So I ate them.
And he held my hand.
He didn't even get mad when I squeezed his hand too hard.
I almost threw it up.
But I didn't.
Thank you, Hobi.
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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...
