The Bucket List (Write Affair Finalist)

Chapter 4: Make your list.

~ Chapter 4: Make your list. ~

“Leah! Leah get up!”

I mumbled and opened my eyes. Jenny was in front of me, trying to get me out of bed.

“What’s going on?” I asked.

“We’re going to be late!!! Come on!”

Oh my god!! College! I got up and tried to dress up as fast as I could while putting on makeup and eating a cookie. Fifteen minutes later, we had to go. We went in Jenny’s car but just when she was about to start it, I stopped her.

“I didn’t say goodbye to Damon!”

“You’ll come back soon.”

“No, Jenny wait.”

I got out of the car and rang at his doorbell. As sad as this may sound, I didn’t know if the next time I’d be here he’d be there too. Katie opened the door and I saw she was crying.

“Katie? Are you ok?” I asked her, just before I realized it was a stupid question considering she was crying.

I felt something in my stomach twisting.

“Where is Damon?” I managed to ask.

“He… He had some kind of thing and had to go to the hospital…”

“No! No! Is it bad?”

“I don’t know…” She cried.

Everything felt like it was falling apart. I ran to Jenny’s car, told her I wasn’t coming and that I’ll explain later and she tried to ask more questions but I went in my car and drove Katie and I to the hospital, trying to hold my tears in my eyes. Damon couldn’t die now, right? He still had a year. He told me he still had a year!

I parked the car and Katie and I rushed in the hospital. We asked for Damon Hollins but the lady wouldn’t tell us anything. She wanted to know if we were family and since we weren’t, she refused to keep us informed. Katie and I almost yelled at her but she wouldn’t say anything and told us to go sit and wait for a doctor to come.

We waited for a long time that felt like hours, drinking bad coffee that tasted like copper and crying most of the time. I couldn’t loose him. He didn’t even have the time to make a bucket list!

Finally, a doctor asked if there was someone for Damon Hollins and Katie and I literally jumped off of our sits. He came to see us and told us Damon was ok. I mean he wasn’t cured at all but he wasn’t going to die a year early. The doctor said it was normal that Damon was having some bad times and that it would happen a whole lot more over the days so we had to be prepared. He was about to go but I held him back and asked him if it was ok if Damon wanted to travel.

“I’m not gonna answer as a doctor. Considering that Damon is dying, I’d tend to say that he should probably spend his last year doing the stuff he wants to do and that he won’t get to do later. He’s sick anyway so staying home to be careful isn’t worth it if you ask me. So, if he wants to travel, then I say maybe he should before it’s too late. He should enjoy his last moments while he can. Cause even if his condition is horrible and that dying so young is really terrible, he has the “chance” to have a time to do what he wants before he dies. A lot of people don’t get that chance.”

“You’re right. Thank you. Can we go see him?”

“If you want to. But he’ll be out in a couple of hours until they run some tests so maybe it’s better if you wait here so that they can get it over with faster and you can all go home.”