"Charlie I love you." She smiles taking Collin's hand and stretching the other for Matthew to hold which he quickly takes, having both of them by her side.
"I love you both, so much, I want you two to promise not to commit suicide because of the pain. I want you guys to get along, and live life. To defeat the pain and live with the happiness you both deserve." The both promised and allowed her to continue. "I'm dying, I know it because I can feel it. I don't want you to wear black like everybody else and I have told you what I want before. If you want to speak at my funeral then you may but you don't have to. If you do speak make people smile, make them happy the same way you made me happy. I'm leaving and I'm so sorry. I wish I wouldn't but I have I because it's my time. I love you and don't be stubborn, just tell each other how you feel and get along. Friends, best friends, brothers, or whatever more you should be together in the time you both need someone because you have both gone through very similar events in life. I'm so sorry... I'm sorry I'm putting you both through so much pain but always remember I love you both so much."
Both Matthew and Collin said I love you too at the same time as she closed her eyes. She smiled and gave them both one more squeeze to their hands as the monitor announced her last heartbeat.
A/N: Please don't be mad and keep reading
The nurses took Collin back to his room with Matthew following close behind. Once the nurses left Matthew crawled into Collin's bed and hugged him as they both cried into each other's arms. Matthew knowing three languages fluently couldn't explain how much pain he was feeling. He could try to explain it but those words would underestimate the actual pain he was feeling. Words were too weak to explain the strong feeling of sadness and pain both Matthew and Collin were both feeling.
Collin's mind couldn't wrap, couldn't grasp, the tragedy of knowing that he could've died the same night his best friend did. That he could've caused more pain then he intended, he could've left Matthew alone. Alone in a judgmental, cruel world where there are close-minded people that don't understand him and will hurt him as much as they could to have the pleasure of being superior. The superiority that doesn't exist to those who truly believe that everyone was created to be equal. Equality, what does it mean and what does it stand for in a world where the poor are seen as less and the rich are seen as more?
Victor walked in with a sad expression on his face. He tried to hide it by giving a half smile but even not knowing him you could tell he was truly sad. Collin was just confused on how anyone would try smiling in a moment like this. Was it in hopes that one smile might make themselves feel better? Collin was in love and now, more than ever, he wished he wouldn't lose Matthew like he lost Charlie tonight.
"She's a fighter, and the doctor did all they could. They were able to get her heart to start beating again but it seems she has entered a coma. The doctors are trying to find the explanation, the reason on how she's still alive."
"Why are they questioning why she is still alive? I mean they brought her back to life." Collin said confused wiping his tears off his face trying to calm down.
"You see that might be true but it seems that she came back to life five minutes after she had died cured. They examined her and she's healthy. Everything is normal and there is no trace of cancer ever taking place in the first place. They are calling it a miracle and are trying to figure out how long she will be in a coma."
Matthew hugged Collin, feeling relief that she was alive, not awake but something was better than nothing. Matthew felt like he was truly happy again, happy and truly want to spend time with Charlie. They were both so happy to be presented a second chance, letting both Collin and Charlie live was one of the best things that have happened to both of them. Matthew was happy, he barely heard Victor say that he was going to go home and rest. Matthew didn't know how to express his happiness, it was overwhelming and relieving. Matthew held on to Collin firmly, and pressed his lips on Collin's cheek and laid his head down on his chest.
YOU ARE READING
An Artist Colors
Short Story*please read introduction first* *first book of the trilogy* Matthew is a 16-year-old that shares his best befriend Charlie with his enemy Collin. But is Collin everything Matthew believes? Collin is older than Matthew by only four months and there...