Too Late

12. Time together

Yesterday when Clay caught us, to say the least, it was pretty awkward. 

Today Marvin will come and spend the evening and most of the day with me. Clay will be with me today morning and until the evening till Marvin arrives.

Tomorrow morning I will probably kiss goodbye to my life. Or if I'm lucky I'll live a little longer.

All in all, I could die anytime.

As I was daydreaming about finally having some time with Marvin without all those problems Clay broke me out of my thoughts.

"We are gonna have fun... After, you tell me what the hell happened with you and Marvin here yesterday."

I knew I couldn't escape that. "Well... Let me tell you everything from the beginning."

And then I told him everything from the very beginning. He already knew that Marvin and I had broken up but he did not know every detail of it.

Now he does.

After we were done with that we watched some youtube videos and challenges. Afterall there isn't much I can do when I'm in a hospital bed.

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Approximately in thirty minutes or in one hour, Marvin will be here with me. I'm pretty excited to finally spend some quality time with him. 

Clay went out to get some food for us. More like for him because I don't really want to eat anything. I just asked him to bring some water for me.

Lying on a hospital bed with nothing to do is really really boring! I've been swiping through photos of me, Clay, Andrea and Marvin on my phone. 

There is no sign of Andrea still. We tried to contact everyone who knew her and no one knows anything. Her parents are out of reach too. 

All of a sudden I feel a pain rising in my chest. Just like before it was so much I couldn't make any noise. My hands were on my chest on their own accord. It was like I was unable to move them.

Thankfully Clay walked in. And the pain grew so trebly much that I could barely focus on anything other than that god awful pain.

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-Marvin-

Just this one more thing and I can go to Anne. All of my focus was on her at all times. No one suspected a thing because my focus was always only on her. Although my parents did get a little suspicious but dismissed it soon.

I was sitting in my office doing my work when suddenly a call from Clay interpreted me. Why was he calling me?

I answered, "Hello?"

"Anne... Anne is unconscious. It's best if you come here as soon as you can."

Not bothering about anything else I pick up my car keys and get out of the building as fast as I can.

"What happened to her? She had time!" 

"I know! That's what I was told too! Now they are saying that she might not make it through."

"NO! No. No. No. No. She's not supposed to die. She gonna make through it." As I try to convince myself, deep down I know that she might not make it. And that is one of the reasons I am driving way past the speed limit.

"I'll talk to you when I reach there."

And he hanged up. 

Under two minutes I was at the hospital. It was supposed to be a ride of a solid ten minutes.

Just as I set foot in the hospital I see nurses and doctors rushing around. The hospital is a lot busier than it was. Busier than it should be.

Ignoring all that I go directly to the reception. 

"Excuse me! Can I know where is Anne Nightingale?"

The receptionist looks at me with sympathy and then answers, "She's currently in the operation theater in the left corridor of the first floor. You better hurry up if you want to see her." She whispers the last part.

"Okay. Thank you." 

I rush up the stairs not bothering to take the lift.

When I enter the left corridor I see Clay sitting on a chair in the corridor with Brandon. Who is... Hugging him? And nurses and doctors were everywhere here. Are these many doctors even supposed to be in one corridor?

What's going on?

"Clay!" I call out in the chaotic room.

He turned towards me and indeed, there were tears flowing down his cheeks.

"What's wrong?" I have an idea of what happened which explained what happened but I was wishing that I was wrong. 

"She didn't make it."

That one sentence was all it took to shatter my whole being.

"Can I see her?" By now my voice was just above a whisper. He just nodded.

Slowly I make my way towards the door of the operation theater. 

Walking there was like a roller coaster of old memories. From when we were five to when we finally made up.

Inside the operation theater, there was one nurse with a notepad, writing something. Noticing my presence she turns around and gives me a sad smile, leaving the room. 

She was not with me anymore.

I was too late.

Right in the middle of the room is the hospital bed where she lies. It wasn't supposed to be her time yet. We were gonna spend some time together. Not some, we were gonna spend a lot of time together. 

This time 'round she left me without a goodbye.

Forever.

I walk up to her and look at her lifeless face. Slowly I stretch my hand to touch her face.

I rub her face with the back of my fingers. Her features are still. But she looks at peace. I don't realize I'm crying until a tear drops on her cheek.

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