Chapter Three - Angelisa

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Chapter Three

*Angelisa*

I sat in that dreadful hospital waiting room for what seemed like days. I couldn't think straight, I kept telling myself to calm down but couldn't. My mind kept making up horrible situations for him. I was going insane. I wished I was the one dying, it would he so much easier than this. 

I drifted off sometime later, and awoke when I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Miss? I'm sorry but," my heart stopped for a split second, "Braden Heralds won't be able to see any more visitors tonight." I let out a deep breath, nodded my head in understanding, and told her I was going to stay there in the waiting room for a little while longer. I knew what I was going to do, but I knew it was wrong. I slowly lowered myself to the floor and leaned up against the chair I had been sitting on. My hands found their way to my eyes and I prepared myself for tears, but they didn't come. I hadn't cried once yet that night, I'd been in so much shock. It felt wrong though, not to cry for him. 

Eventually I saw a nurse followed by Braden's parents exit his room. 

"Oh Angie." His mom came up and pulled me into a tight embrace. She's always called me Angie, even though she knows my nickname is Angel. Braden once told me that she had a miscarriage a few years after he was born, and that the baby's name was going to be Angie. We overheard them talking about me one day when we were supposed to be watching a movie in his basement. We had come up the stairs to get popcorn but stopped when we heard his parents yelling. 

His mom: "God why do these things happen to us? First the miscarriage, now cancer!?"

His dad: "I know it's rough honey, but you need to try and calm down, the kids might hear you."

His mom: "No! It's not okay! You know how in love Braden and Angelisa are right?"

His dad: "Yes, but how does that relate to-"

His mom: "I thought I was finally going to have my Angie. But, but if... when he dies, I won't have a son or a daughter in law."

His dad: "Oh Sandy! Come on, calm down. You know that Angelisa will always be there for us. I don't think she would just leave us in the dust."

His mom: "I know, I know. It's just that, Angelisa is everything I pictured our Angie to be and more. I guess I just got my hopes up that's all." 

I never heard the rest of the conversation because I was crying and Braden practically had to drag me back downstairs. I've never gotten over that though. She wanted me to be her daughter, and it wasn't possible anymore. 

"Angie? Are you okay?" I was shaken back to reality by Braden's mom.

"What? Oh, yeah. Sorry I just dazed off."

"Well okay, I was just saying that we were gonna head out for tonight." She turned and began to walk away but quickly spun back around.

"Do you need a ride home?"

"Oh no no my car is here, but thanks." I waved her off, and they quickly walked away. After they were out of sight, I took a big deep breath and stood up, straightening out my shirt. I knew I shouldn't be doing this, but who am I hurting if no one knows? I walked forward to his room and slowly turned the handle. I peeked in the room and thankfully saw no one else in the room than Braden. 

"Braden." I sighed quietly. I walked up to the bed and held his hand in both of mine. They were cold as ice. Oh God, they were cold as ice. I told myself to calm down but I couldn't. So I started talking.

"Braden? I know your asleep, but, but I just want to thank you for... everything. I don't know how long you have left but I hope it's awhile. You've helped me through a lot of things in my life. Every time I was feeling down, you helped me back up. You put up with my constant hating on Bree and Camille. You even watched chick flicks with me sometimes. I guess I'm just saying that life's gonna be dull without you but, but I'll be alright. I mean yeah, I'm going to miss you like crazy, but I'm going to try and still live my life." A tear fell from my eyes and landed on our hands and despite how bad I was feeling, a smile emerged from my lips.

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