Don't Do This To Me ~ Sonny Robertson (Roadtrip)

Chapter 13 - The point of no retreat

One Month Later

The sound of knocking at the front door was active, I switched off the TV and went to go see who it was. The door was opened to Harper with a big bag of chocolate. 

"Where have you been? You left an hour ago." I questioned sounding confused.

"Sonny you requested 50 different kinds of chocolate, it took time."

"Sorry." I playfully smiled and pecked him on the lips. We're kinda dating now.

A few weeks back, I couldn't handle my Mothers death and isolated myself. Despite me wanting to be left alone, Harper came and visited me everyday knowing that being alone wasn't the best thing for me. One night, I caught him gazing at my eyes and I couldn't contain myself so I kissed him. After realizing it was a mistake, I was surprised to be pulled back into the kissed by him. 

I grabbed the bag off him and made my way back to the sofa, switching through the different channels. I opened the fist bar of chocolate and stuffed my face aggressively as I had been too long without something unhealthy. Harper took off his coat while I tried to find something half decent to watch on TV but failed.

"There's literally nothing to watch." I complained like a child. While I was expecting some sort of reply or response, he stayed oddly quiet. I dismissed it thinking he was doing something.

"What's this?" He asked and I recognized his voice shaking slightly. I turned around to see what he was referring to, and in his hand I saw a letter. I sat there for a few seconds thinking of what it could be, and then finally registered what it was. My test results. That letter must've been there from while I was in Egypt because I had completely forgotten about it and now Harper was going to open it. I gulped in fright as I myself had no idea what the results say.

"This is from 5 weeks ago." He stated in confusion. I panicked in fear and threw the TV remote in my hand at the letter to get it away from him. It startled him as he looked at me in an obscure 'what was that for?' way. He picked up the letter and opened it, all the while his hands were shaking. 

I sat there useless with a bar of chocolate in my hand, there was no other way I could get the letter away from him and I wasn't wasting my chocolate so I couldn't even throw it. He unfolded the letter and I saw his eyes scan what was written. I had no idea what it said, but his eyes widened and something told me that wasn't good. He stayed silent for 20 seconds, and I dared to say anything.

"Did you know about this?" He queried. I put down the chocolate and walk over to him slowly in terror as even I didn't know what was wrong with me. It was more frighting for me.

"No." I quietly answered. 

I reached over to take the letter from him to see for myself what my condition was but it was soon pulled away. 

"Before I let you see, I need you to know that everything's going to be okay and I'll always be here for you no matter what."

"Just let me see." I pleaded. I took the letter off him and began to read. 

Pneumonia.

(Pneumonia-a disease in which ones lungs are inflamed and assists and difficulty of breathing-life threatening.) 

"Sonny you should know that this was last month." He meant my conditions are worse now than they were before because I never got it treated.

I was dying.