I got out of that.
It was late and they told him to go home.
But now I can't sleep.
The necklace felt heavy against my skin.
I could feel it pulling at me.
I think I care too much.
Do I... love him?
He's always on my mind.
He makes me happy, makes my heart race.
And I think he feels the same.
But I'm going to die.
Everyone knows it.
I hear the nurses and doctors whisper at how unlikely my survival is, we all know it.
And I-
I don't want to hurt him.
I don't want him to cry after I'm gone.
I don't want him to suffer because of me.
Because...
I think I love him.
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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...
