corbyn.
i could hear someone screaming whilst still in a deep slumber, then felt my body shake like i was on a wild rollercoaster.
i had eventually woken up, being shaken so hard. it was too hard to continue sleeping peacefully. looking to my left i saw isabelle, a layer of water coated over her eyes.
i immediately shot up from my lying position on the foam mattress. going over to isabelle, who moved to the end of the bed, head in her hands. wrapping her in my arms, in hopes to call her down.
"i- corbyn i cant breathe."
"i know but it's okay, i'm here, it's okay"
i say rocking her side to side slowly in my arms. never wanting to let go of the angel that had been bestowed upon me. once again, finding our way back to each other.
she looked up at me after a few seconds. the look of sorrow and pain seeping from her eyes in the words of tears. i gently kiss her forehead, reassuring her that i would never let anything happen to her.
we crawl back into bed, her head peacefully rested on my chest. a complete state of sorrow. i can tell by the look on her face, she was not in a good place.
slowly drifting back to sleep. not a care in the world surrounding us.
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i had woken up to empty arms, a bed filled with unoccupied space. hearing the faint sound of the shower head releasing water. knowing well this is exactly what isabelle needed. the feeling of cleanliness.
i had eventually gained enough strength to get out of bed and over into the bathroom.
"isabelle? babe? you okay?"
i heard the turning of a nozzle, and the sound of a rustling towel from behind me white i was applying the toothpaste onto the toothbrush.
hearing the bathroom door slam shut i finished brushing my teeth, giving her some space eventually exiting the room. i see isabelle lofting her shirt over her head and taking the towel off of her head revealing her dark brown locks.
i slowly sneak up behind her, wrapping my arms around her shoulders. hearing her sigh deeply.
"babe, what's wrong? come on, talk to me"
she got out of my grasp and walked out of the room, i decided to not follow her. i hear the sound of keys crashing together and the front door open and shut, the car engine starting.
i knew what she was doing, i wasn't going to stop her.
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i wanna go out on a drive like isabelle :/
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The Boy | Corbyn Besson WDW story
Fanfictionfollow the life of isabelle, a girl who has stage 3 cancer and go with her on the roller coaster ride she has at the hospital she has been staying at. come along as she explores life and death situations, love, heartbreak and much more.
