Too Unique

Chapter 19: Bye Bye

I woke up to a bunch of faces staring at me. "He's awake!", someone said. As my view started to become clearer, I reallized that the only one there was Cindy. I couldn't remember anything, except for a black hoodie... Ha! I realized then and there who the black hoodie was. It was Dad's stepson, Chris. We never did really get along. I tried talking, but every time I tried, my heart hurted so bad. "I'm so sorry babe. I should've told you about Pablo. He was the one who raped me at the party. A few weeks after, I got pregnant but had an abortion. We both weren't ready. I didn't want to jeopardize our relationship. I'm sorry.". I nodded, even though I couldn't really remember what she was talking about with the Pablo guy. Marcus ran inside the emergency to see if I was okay.

"You were right little brother.", he said. "You were right all along. I should've believed you and paid more attention to you. Its okay if you don't forgive me, but please don't stop trying. You'll make it through. I know you can." He sat down and began crying.

"It-its okay.", I managed to say. "I love y-y-you Cindy". A few minutes later, mom walked in with Isaiah holding her hand. I tried sitting up, but failed miserably. Mom rested her hand on my cheek.

"Stay too unique, Devon. Regardless of what happens, I love you. Your son also has a few words he would like to say to you." She escorted herself along with Marcus and Cindy to the waiting room.

"I forgive you dad. I didn't mean to run away. I can't lose you. I need you. Stay in there dad, you're going to be allright. I- I um... I love you dad.". Even through all the agony I was feeling, I felt like the happiest man alive. Funny, I knew I was close to possibly dying yet I felt more alive then I've been in years.

"I love you too son". I asked him to bring in the rest of them. I stared at each and everyone in the room. "I guess this may be the end for me. Let's smile and be grateful for all the moments we did have together." I gasped for more air. I kept coughing, hoping for the monster in me to escape. "I'm sorry if I couldn't have been a satisfaction to your time. I'm going to miss all of you. If or when I do go, I want each and everyone of you to know that I won't give up on you. I love all of you. Mom, maybe I'm just too unique for this generation. Marcus, stay true to yourself and your faith. Cindy, even if we don't get married, I'll forever keep you in my heart, even if my heart fucking hurts right now. And Isaiah, when I was young, I lived in an area that was all about hustling. Don't end up like a hustler. Follow your heart little kid, and don't mind what others have to say about it."

"Don't go Daddy", he said. Great, I couldn't talk. If I tried, I would make it harder to breathe.

"This is all my fault", said Marcus. "If I would've listned to you, none of this would of happened, you wouldn't be like this.

"Shut up", Mom said. "Now is not the time for blaming yourself. Let us gather our hands and pray for him". They all held hands and began praying. Believe me, it was a powerful and meaningful prayer. But time was running out for me. With every blink, I felt my chest slowly collapsing. Shortly after they said amen, I made my last words.

"Sorry guys, but its time for me to go.", I said. I closed my eyes, knowing that I wasn't going to wake up.