You Need Me

Heart Ripped In Two

I hold his skinny hand in my shaking ones and my bottom lip begins to tremble. The once blue eyes of Adam Singleton have now turned grey with tire and weakness; his skin as pale as a sheet of paper.

Tears brim my eyes as he stares off into them both. "Natalie Henderson, the light of my world," Adam chokes. I can't speak my throat is too dry to say that I love him and that I wish we had more time. "The only one I have ever loved." The tears are now pouring as I watch my seriously ill boyfriend struggle to hold onto his words that are struggling to come out of his lips.

My blue eyes are now drowning in the watery substance and my cheeks are smothered with the salty tears. "I love you," I manage to splutter. "Always." My hands are really beginning to fumble harder as the only sound I can hear is the heart monitor beeping.

Each beep is becoming slower and further apart. I know what is coming yet I wish with all my heart that it doesn't come true. I close my eyes as more tears continue to come from my eyes. "You have always...been a pretty crier," I listen to his words with the pain growing. "You are always gorgeous...how I got a girl like you...I'll never know."

My eyes slowly open again and study the frail boy in front of me through a smother of tears. "Adam."

His hand goes limp and his eyes flutter shut; the only sound I can hear is the never-ending beep of the heart monitor.

"Shit, shit, shit. No. Adam," I begin to shake my boyfriend. "Adam, wake up. Adam!"

The tears are really pouring from my eyes and a huge lump settles itself in my throat. Nurses and doctors come rushing in. "Excuse me, Miss, you are going to have to leave the room." A brunette nurse pats my shoulder in a sort of attempt to show sympathy.

"I'm staying here with Adam." I croak.

"No I am afraid you can't, Miss, you are going to have to exit the room and go and gather with the other family members outside this ward." She seems to be getting annoyed and I am in no mood to argue.

I stumble out of the ward a crying mess and go over to the sobbing parents of Adam. Mrs Singleton pulls me into her arms and we cry together in memory of her son and my boyfriend.

We cry until we can't no more.

I manage to get to my brother's house at two in the morning and Jordan is sitting on his couch. He springs up as I take my shoes off.

"Nat?" Jordan runs over to me and consumes me in a big hug. "I'm so sorry." He mumbles into my blond hair.

"He's gone, Jord, he's gone." I repeat this over and over again.

"Come on, you need to get some sleep. You are so tired from staying up with him every night and any spare chance you got. Now up you go."

I make my way to the spare room slowly and my legs feel numb as I push open the door. I curl up on the bed, my chest feels tight and my throat is dry.

I clasp a pillow to my chest as calm and slow tears spill from my stinging eyes as they slowly close.

"Goodnight Adam Singleton." I whisper before being casted away to the depths of sleep still pouring my eyes out with sadness and utter grief.

* * *

The funeral was today. I still feel the same sickness that came when I woke up this morning. The same numb feeling that has been consuming me for the last I don't know how long and the same lump in my throat presses against the insides uncomfortably.

I get to my brother's house at about five in the afternoon. My lips are pressed in a thin line as I step through the door. I hear laughter break out as I shut the door behind myself.