Proving Our Love

Chapter 33 - On a Tragic Note

* Issy's POV*

" Harry hes been telling me that he needs to tell me this unknown important thing this whole week. I already told him I didn't wanna hear what he has to say I don't want to talk to him", I said, once he told me Jordan had to tell me something. He looked down, biting his lip, before giving me his gaze again.

" I know you don't Issy but he's leaving tomorrow and I really think you need to hear it from him", he told me, his expression remaining serious.

" It must be pretty relevant if your gonna let him in here", I said, genuinely, earning a light chuckle from him.

" Yeh, definitely thats how you know it is. But I know that it's not good to upset you right now in your condition so if you don't want him to"- he said, stopping mid sentence as he saw I was shaking my head.

" I'm fine right now, he can tell me it's no big deal, things can't really get any worse from here", I said, feeling bad for sounding so depressing.

" It will only get better Iss, I promise you love", he said, kissing my lips. I gave him a smile, watching him walk out of the room to get him.

I opened my eyes, not realizing that I had let them close, waking up from a sound that was directly next to me. I turned my head, seeing it was Jordan, sending me a small smile.

" Hey Issy", he said, rubbing my shoulder.

" Hey", I said in a soft voice, the volume of my speaking becoming prominently quiet.

" You really scared us there", he said, sitting down on the chair that was set beside my bed.

" I know, I'm sorry", I said, looking at him.

" No, no I'm sorry. I'm sorry that this is happening to you. I'm sorry that I stressed you out so much that this occurred. I'm sorry that I hurt you, I'm sorry that I tried to interfere with you and Harry's relationship. I'm sorry that you have to spend your birthday in a hospital bed. And Iss, I'm so sorry you lost your baby", he said, wiping his cheek as a tear was falling down his face. I covered my mouth, a loud immediate sob escaping from my mouth as he said the last part of his sentence. He grabbed a tissue, handing it to me, repeating the gesture of rubbing my shoulder. I wiped the ends of my eyes with the tissue, looking down at the sheets below me.

" Issy, please don't cry, I- I don't know what to say", he told me.

" You don't have to say anything", I said, wiping my eyes once again.

" No but I do, listen I know the last thing you need right now is to hear me talking about myself, but there's something that I've needed to tell you. And I don't think I should wait any longer to tell you, since I'm leaving tomorrow".

" Okay", I said, waiting for him to continue.

" The night that it happened, you kept calling me. I didn't answer because I knew I was gonna say something I would regret, me knowing that I wasn't happy receiving that type of life threatening news", he said, pausing.

" What life threatening news?", I asked him, my expression becoming curious as he looked down, sighing.

" Jordan answer me", I told him, seeing he kept his gaze on the floor as I sat up. He then looked up at me, tears clear in his eyes, getting ready to speak.

" Issy there's a reason I got heavily drunk that night, because of the call", he said. I nodded, desperately waiting for him to continue.

" Iss, I have a brain tumor", he said in a low, but hushed tone, looking at the ground. I then immediately felt my heart skip a beat, looking away from him, down at my fingers.