EXO Luhan: The Story of Ours

She Died

After realizing that CL is in trouble, I run to the same way where Nonnigme went. I squeezed myself through the people and even pushed some. I don't care. I just need to go to CL as fast as I can. It's my fault. If I didn't let her go home her own, if I have walked her home, it will not happen.

"CL! Where is she! CL!" I shouted as I get through the people. Then after a meanwhile, I saw her, lying in the lap of her friend, Nonnigme. She's awake and still breathing, thanks God. But there's a lot of blood coming from the different parts of her body. I went near her.

"CL, you can make it. Just hold on ok. Promise me" I pleaded. She smiled.

"CL, I love you. I'm sorry I didn't have the guts to tell you this earlier. But I love you CL. You're the girl that I love the most" I confessed. Her tears begin to flow.

"How about Khloe?" she whispered

"She knows. She knows that I love her but she also know that my love for you is greater" I replied.

"Love her, more than anything. I support you two. You're two beautiful love birds" she said in a very weak voice.

"Stop talking. Conserve you're energy" I said.

"Lu-Luhan, I just want to tell you something. I love you. I love you Luhan. If ever, I'll leave this world, please don't be sad. Be happy, for me. Don't worry, I'll always be beside you. Supporting you no matter what" she said and passed out.

The ambulance arrived after fifteen minutes. They took CL inside the ambulance. We, Nonnigme and I also went inside the ambulance. I was holding the hands of CL the whole time. Nonnigme also called CL's parents. CL was immediately put in the operating room. After five hours, a doctor came out and told us all the details about CL's condition.

"We did everything but we can't promise anything. Her spinal cord, rib cage and also her skull were seriously damaged. She lost a huge amount blood so she also needs to continue her blood transfusion. We need to perform a brain surgery but in this point in time, we can't. We have to wait until her vital signs become stable before we can proceed with the operation. Let's just pray that she'll recover" the doctor said and went back in the operating room.

After the operation, CL was placed in the ICU. She's in comma. Her mom and dad never left her side. It's been four days and I know that uncle specially untie are not having enough sleep so I presented myself to watch over CL even just for a day only. At first, untie didn't want to leave but after uncle said to her that CL will not be happy if untie will get sick, untie then agreed. The next day, which is her fifth day in ICU, her doctors let CL's family and her closest friends go inside the room. A few minutes after we are all inside the room, CL's mom begun to sob. Now she cries more pitiful and sorrowful than ever.

"Lancelle. My beautiful daughter. My poor daughter. Open your eyes please. We're all waiting for you to wake up" her mom cried as she kiss repeatedly CL's hands.

"CL, you're not Sleeping Beauty nor Snow White. You have to wake up now. You're lying in bed for five days already. Remember, you've didn't take a bath in that period of time. If you were me, I'm sure you'll say, Yuck! So unsanitary. So wake up now and take a bath, Ms. Centennial" I said with my best joking tune hoping that she'll sit up and reply me. Hoping that she'll start a debate or even an argument. It's better than she, not talking. But I got nothing in reply. No "Hey!" no Such a bad guy" no "As if . What I get is tears flowing from CL's eyes.

"Tears! Tears! Call the doctor. Quick!" exclaimed Nonnigme. Bryze, one of our friends run to call the doctor.

The doctor checked CL and said "Tears maybe means she's awake. It may be her response to all of you. But it may also just a liquid expelled unconsciously by her body. Her vital signs are still the same and I'm sorry. Her kidneys are beginning to deteriorate because of the strong medicines were giving her. Her kidneys may not take it anymore. I'm afraid to tell you this but, there's a big possibility that sooner or later, she'll suffer multiple organ failure which may lead to death. Let's just hope for the best"

After maybe three hours, the machine beside CL beeps. It sounds like something's wrong. She begins a shallow breathing. Nonnigme runs out of the room to call the doctors. When the doctors and nurses arrived, we were driven out of the room. After several minutes, the doctors and nurses went out. One of the doctors went to us "You can enter the room now. We are very sorry." He said and left us.

They all run into the room except for me. Maybe it's been five minutes that I stood there, frozen. Maybe the ideas are still processing in my mind. Or maybe, I can't accept the fact. The fact that no one can change. The fact that I can't talk to her and get a reply like before. The fact that no one will ever laugh at my fancy jokes anymore. The fact that there will be no one spreading the happy virus. The fact that there will be no one I can tease "Miss one hundred years of liquor". The fact that I have lost my best friend, the woman I love the most.

After I regained my consciousness, I immediately run inside the room. I heard a flat monotonous tone coming from the machine beside her. I went beside her and held her hands. I looked at her face, her whole body. She's not, this can't be. She's not breathing anymore.

"CL, CL wake up. Centennial Lancelle! Wake up! You can't die. Don't leave us. CL!" I did everything but she's not responding.

CL's body stayed in their house for twenty days before her burial. In that duration of time, CL appeared in our dreams. The dream of her mom and dad are the same. They said that CL told them not to be sad because she's in a good place. She also told them that they must live life to the fullest and love each other unconditionally. CL also appeared in Khloe and Kim's dream but they didn't share it. And CL appeared also in my dream.

"Luhan, don't ever cry huh. Be happy. If you really love Khloe, be with her. Just find someone who will love you and love her also, ok? And also Luhan, please take care of mom and dad, please. I will always be beside you. I will never leave you. Love you" she said and smiled. That's the last time I saw her. The last time she talked with me, even it's only in my dreams.

That's the story of me and my best friend. It's been fifty years after she died. Me and Khloe had already broke up, three years after CL died. But we're still good friends. Khloe had another relationship but after five years, they broke up. Khloe is now a single parent. She has a son named Lance. She named him after my late best friend, Centennial Lancelle. Khloe and CL have been friends too, so maybe that's why she named Lance after her. They, her families and friends have never forgotten her. I have never forgotten her, never will I.