Why I Hate Hunter

{41}. He Was Her Silver Lining

"You know, you don't have to wear that nightgown all the way up to your neck," Hunter complained, a sly smile covering his beautiful features. "I like it more is you let it loose!"

It was one of these moments that Mavis hated the thick glass wall separating her from the rest, she would have hit him right on his head for that shameless joke of his. Instead, she sat in front of him with her legs crossed.

"I look like a zombie under this awful hospital gown, you won't really like it if I loosen it up."

Mavis was telling the truth. He weight had decreased even more, and all her bones had become so sickly prominent. Her skin was ashen and her face almost always yellowish. There was nothing beautiful about her three months after she had started her therapy.

It had been three months since she had been able to hold a hand, hung her brothers or kiss Hunter. It had been three dreadful months in which she had started her chemotherapy and had been locked away from her family for being radioactive all the time. She didn't exactly know but her chemotherapy wasn't like the other ones she had seen on TV where people could come and go to the hospital whenever they could.

"Nah trust me, it will take more than bones and sick hospitals to make me dislike you." Hunter flirted, as his eyes looked at her hungrily.

Despite everything, Hunter was still with her.

Mavis had never expected it. Maybe the first few weeks Hunter would stay, but then, he would get too tired to stay by her side, always on the other side of a glass wall or a cellphone. Yet, Hunter was still with her.

He met her every single week, always coming with stories from school and her family as well as many cheesy flirting lines. He called her every single day before he went to sleep always wanting to hear her talk. Not a single day had passed without him reminding her how much he liked her.

"You should stop coming by," Mavis said suddenly, "You are just a high school kid who needs to concentrate on his life. You don't need to burden yourself with a sick girlfriend."

That bright, cheeky smile of his fell off immediately. Mavis felt bad for being the one to wipe it off of him but he had to know. She couldn't bear the way he looked at her every time they met. She couldn't let him suffer and think about her only.

"I know you like me, and I really like you too. A part of my heart has always been yours, stupidly or not. But we are too young for this, and I don't want you to think that you need to be faithful to a sick girl."

"You are stupid," Hunter was angry at me, the way I hadn't seen him since before he told me he liked me. It had been such a long time. "I'm not here just because I like you. I'm here because you are part of my life, as well as one of my friends."

"I would be here visiting you no matter what because you have been a part of my life since we were kids and romance or not, nothing would ever change that."

I loved him.

I knew I loved him and that hurt my fragile heart even more. As I stood alone in an always beeping hospital room, I looked back at all the things that had happened between the two of us, and I knew that I loved him. Not just because of our story together, but I loved the person he was and everything he gave me.

"I've lost all my hair," I tried in vain, not even knowing why I even said it out loud. I had never had the courage to bring it up and he had never looked at me or my hair as if there was anything wrong with it. I kept one of those hospital hats all the time to create a stupid illusion.

"So? You are still hot. You can buy wigs too if you like."

Hunter just shrugged it off.

"But you said you loved my hair..."