I was crying non stop.
It had been a day and he still wasn't awake.
The doctors said that he was under heavy meds and that his time was short. Shorter than expected..
I was absolutely heartbroken.
His parents were outside quarrelling again and I honestly got tired of them.
How dare they fight each other over something stupid
A stupid divorce!
Here lay their son, who was going to die soon and they were worried about who got what when they split.
Fuck them!..
Screw them both!
I hoped that a big ass screw would literally be shoved up their assholes.
They didn't deserve Axel.
Nobody deserved Axel, not even me.
Not even the bed he was lying on.
I missed his butt on my hand whenever we did that tik tok where one of you put out your hand and he would sit on my hand.
His butt was absolutely ginormous and that was the best part.
I cried into his shoulder finding it hard to breathe.
He looked so lifeless and I hadn't noticed just how much weight he had lost during our time together.
His skin was pale and...it just wasn't him anymore.
He wasn't there anymore.
I felt his heartbeat and it was so faint.
It hurt so bad....
He never told me that he was in pain, ever.
I just had to find out from some middle aged woman in a white coat who could barely remember my name.
She said that he was in pain for some time.
He never showed it.
Ever.
~Axel~
I was sinking.
I had no strength to pull myself out. I struggled against the waves which pulled me further down into the abyss.
For once I let them.
My lungs burned at the pools which streamed down my throat violating my trachea, preventing all the oxygen from going in.
The ice burned my skin but something was different.
Fire nipped at my flesh, it never burned me.
It got extinguished each time it burned up but it would slowly light up again.
The ember was harmless but I could feel the warmth.
This was odd.
I heard something muffled, as if a whisper at the back of my mind.
It tickled my ears and my heart felt cold.
It felt absolutely heavy.
But something about it was familiar.
After a while, I could distinguish the voice and it was Chloe's.
She sounded so heartbroken.
Why was-
My eyes fluttered open and I heard machines beeping my air supply seemed weird.
YOU ARE READING
It All Started when I was FLUSHED down the TOILET
Novela Juvenil"Hey! I may not be that smart, athletic or attractive or talented or good at cooking, I burn water man.....wait....where am I going with this?" Chloe Anderson is just a basic bitch who has an extraordinarily basic best friend and an even more basic...
