In Sickness and Health

15

I watch the liquid chemotherapy drip into my IV bag.

Lily took mom and dad to the Ronald McDonald House for them to stay while I was here. Stephan refused to leave my side, and the other weres here completely understood why. They even brought in a gurney for him to sleep in beside me. 

My bones ached and I could hardly walk. I spent a lot of my time crying in pain. The doctors thought that maybe it was better if they took me off of the chemotherapy to give me more time to live. This broke Stephan. He screamed at them and told them I was going to be okay, that I won't die. I didn't have the heart to tell him that they knew best. That I knew I didn't have much time left. But how can you tell the one you love you know you're dying? 

Watching the poison drip into my IV was oddly humiliating. Knowing that I needed to poison my own body and that I couldn't fight this on my own.

A familiar pressure throbbed at me and tears spring into my eyes. I hate this. Knowing I needed help so much. 

"Stephan," I croak. He stirs, but doesn't wake. I take a deep breath. You can do this.  I swing my legs over the side of the bed and try not to look at how much weight I've lost. The skin looked stretched tight across my bones and you could see the bones clearly. 

My feet touch the cool tile floor and I ignore the sharp pain shooting through my body. I'm already breathing heavy. Dammit. 

Gently, I hoist myself up off the bed. My legs tremble with holding up my weight. I take a few steps and my knees buckle. Shit. C'mon, you can do this Tony. Don't be a baby. 

I bite my lip as tears escape my eyes. I can't do this. I'm going to fall. 

"S-Stephan," I whimper, clinging to the side of my bed. My feet are starting to slide beneath me as Stephan's eyes blink blearily open. "Babe?" I slowly sink to my knees, unable to hold myself up anymore. 

Stephan sits up. "Tony? What are you doing?" I squeeze my eyes shut as a fresh wave of pain hits me. "Hold on beau." 

I feel his strong arms hook underneath me and he lifts me up with ease. "Are you hurt anywhere baby?"

I shake my head. He starts to set me down on the bed. "N-no! I need to- ah!" I grip his shoulder hard, squeezing my legs shut as pain nearly makes me loose it. 

"Okay beau​​​​​​​," he says, and picks me back up to take me to the bathroom. Stephan sets me down then leaves the bathroom to let me relieve myself. After I was done, Stephan took me back to my bed. 

My body was shaking from having stood up. I was crying silently and my ears were ringing. I bring my knees up to my chest and rock myself, sobbing. "I can't do this anymore Stephan!" I sob. 

He's by my side in an instant. "Beau​​​​​​​," he says, lifting my face up gently with fingers under my chin, "yes you can. You can do anything. I believe in you." 

"Bite me," I beg. "Please. It hurts!" 

His eyes cloud over and his face looks strained. "Baby-" 

I tug at his collar. "Please!" I know the risks. I'm too weak, and marking me now could put me to sleep forever. But it hurts so much. 

I watch as his face starts to shift and I almost cry in relief. He gently grabs my shoulders and I know he can feel the bones beneath the gown I am wearing. "I love you." His words sound funny. His teeth don't fit in his mouth anymore. 

"I love you too baby." 

He leans forwards and his canines sink into my neck. I bite back a scream then pass out. 

***

"Tony?" 

My body hurts. I can't breathe. Everything aches and there's acid being poured all over my belly and I'm being stabbed. I scream, my spine arching against the pain. My body is shuddering. It twists and turns against the agony. "It hurts!" I scream, choking on my tears. I feel like I'm dying. The pain is too much. I pass back out. 

It feels like a few seconds later when a warm hand is running up and down my arm. A weird humming sound meets my ears and my eyes roll. I'm so tired. My eyelids are heavy and I can't lift a finger. I fade back into unconsciousness. 

I drift in and out of consciousness. I'm awake for a few minutes at a time but when I'm awake, I'm in severe pain. I scream and beg to go back to sleep. 

I wake back up and I'm on a gurney, being wheeled somewhere. 

"Beau​​​​​​​?" 

Stephan is walking with me while I'm being pushed. I try to speak but only a string of variables come out. I'm so tired and drowsy. My vision is blurry and my limbs are heavy. 

"Baby you're going to have surgery, okay?" Stephan shakes me. I only know that because I see it. I don't feel it. There's water on his face. He's crying. I try to wipe away his tears and he catches my heavy hand. His lips press against my knuckles. "You're going to be okay baby. I'll see you when you wake up, okay? You're going to be just fine." His voice is broken. I hum my response and watch him kiss my hand again. "I love you so much Tony. I love you." 

My mouth moves but there's no words. Stephan looks up at one of the doctors. "He's going to be okay, right? He can survive this?" 

"Sir, I need you to leave please." 

Stephan says something else but my ears are ringing again. He's not there anymore and I can hear him screaming my name as I'm wheeled away from him. 

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XOXO,

​​​​​​​Ally