~Please read the A/N at the end😁~
Today is my turn to pack my bags, my useless lungs and my meds and leave the hospital, hopefully for the last time.
Jacob helps to unhook me from my IV and then hands me the oxygen tubing that I put in my nose. I hate this shit! It makes me look more sick than the face mask does. But the doctors were pretty clear that I had to do everything I would do in here outside the building if I wanted to leave, which means I can't get away from IV's, medicine and oxygen tubes after all...
My brother is here to pick me up in his new car that he bought with his own money a week ago. He is very excited to drive me around in his hideous red 1969 Chevrolet C 10 StepSide ShortBed. And I say hideous not because I don't like the car model but because the poor thing looks ready to fall apart if you touch it. My brother assured me that I'll be safe in his driving hands but I still have my doubts...
I haven't seen Harley since three days ago when I fell asleep on him after having my meltdown after Selena left. When I woke up I was on my pillow and there was a post-it note on my IV pole with his phone number and the words ''text me'' on it's bright yellow surface.
The paper is currently safely tucked in my pocket as I exit the elevator with Jullian after saying goodbye to Jacob with the rightful amount of tears!
Before I get in the tall car through the door Julles is holding open for me I turn around to look at the hospital one last time. ''Goodbye St. Luke. I really won't miss you''. I say and then climb in the vehicle as my brother throws my two bags on the back of the truck.
When he gets on the drivers seat I turn to look at him after removing my tube from my nose. ''Are we going to the barn already or what''? I ask teasing him and he throws a tissue box at me. ''Shut up''! he says and I laugh which results in a coughing fit after which the younger boy forces me to put the tube canula back in my nose.
''Just so you know I had it checked by a professional before buying it''. My brother mumbles while getting out of the parking spot and making a U turn away from the way our house is towards.
I turn my head back trying to figure out where he is going. ''Bro, not like I want to tell you how to drive, but our house is the other way'' I say and he rolls his eyes -which I am sure you're not supposed to do while driving-. ''I know bean. We are not going home''. he answers but refuses to explain any further.
After five minutes of trying to convince him to talk I give up and start to mess with the radio.
We keep driving for about half an hour and the sun has started rolling down the sky when he stops the car and I look up from the yellow note in my hands. I look out the window and clasp my hands on my mouth in surprise. We are parked at the edge of a huge sunflower field.
I unbuckle my seatbelt and climb over the armrest to tackle my brother in a hug. ''Oh Jullian I can't believe you brought us here! Thank you so much''. he hugs me back and helps me out of the truck and then on top of the hood of the car. He climbs up next to me and we watch the sun setting like we used to do with our parents before I got sick.
Just me and my baby brother holding me like he always has been.
(Gorgeous photograph by Mickey Shannon https://www.mickeyshannon.com/articles/kansas-sunflower-fields/)
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Shorter chapter but still one of my favorites!
☆I decided I will take a break for a few weeks or maybe a few months. Lately I have been completely out of inspiration and have been writing only to not dissapoint you guys and not because I enjoy it. I absolutely will get back at it , I just need a little break in order to find my love for writing again.
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☆Please also go check out Mickey Shannon's amazing work,I found their site by accident and their work is absolutely stunning!
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Dying Free
General Fiction~First update November 3d 2019~ For a long time I've been trapped inside hospitals and locked away from the world. For a long time I've lived imprisoned by my own body and the cancerous cells inside it. My time is coming to an end. I know it. It is...