Sad Dolan Twins Imagines

Undying Love (G.D)

6 months ago

"How long?" I ask, laying on the hospital bed. My eyes tear up as the doctor looks down at me, a small frown as she tried to process the words she was about to say. "At least a year."

I looked away from the doctor and stared down at the thin sheets that covered me. Tears escaped my face and my mind was all over the place. I couldn't process what else she was saying since I let her words in one ear and it escaped the other.

"Isn't there anything else you can do?" Grayson asked. I looked up and realized that he was still sitting on the small couch in the corner of the room. I forgot he had come with me to the check up. I forgot he was in the room.

"There are many options that we usually talk about. But due to her state and the amount of trials she's been through, we fear we may shorten her time." She says. "Of course, we can still discuss them if you like. But we suggest that you should keep the time you have now in case of worse scenarios."

"So we're just supposed to watch her die instead of doing anything?!" Grayson yelled. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. The doctor didn't jump or anything. She knew what was bound to happen.

"Mr. Dolan, as I said doing anything is too risky for her state. It's either we continue regular treatments and let it hurt her, or let her spend the time she knows with those who love her." She let out a deep breath and awaited Graysons words. I opened my eyes and made contact with him.

I love Grayson. The thought of leaving him wasn't what I had exactly planned in life. But his aggressive side was always the scariest.

"Thank you Dr. Yong. I will keep those in mind. But if you don't mind I need to talk to Grayson." I said. She nodded her head and reminded me to call if I ever need anything. She turned her heel and walked out the room, closing the door behind her.

I turned to Grayson who had his head in his hands. He slightly tugged on his hair and you could hear him let out huffs. I sighed and couldn't take the thick quiet blanket that laid on us.

"It's a year Gray, we can make the most of it." I said. He shook his head and picked it up, revealing his swollen pink tainted eyes as tears escaped. His nose was red and his cheeks were flushed. What do you do when you can't comfort your loved one about your own death?

"But I don't want a year I want forever." He sniffled. I shook my head and bit my lip, trying not to cry more. I didn't want him to see me weak. He already was going to see me die throughout the year. I need to use all the energy I have right now to stay strong.

"Me too Gray. But we didn't see this coming." I let out. "Just please come lay with me."

He looked at me, staring me down as if I'd be too fragile to be near. But he nodded his head, and slowly stood up. He walked over to my bed and I scooted a little bit, giving him room.

He snuggled right up next to me and put my head on his chest. He held my small body in his arms and stroked my hair. I ran my fingers up and down his hand and we just laid there.

But the constant fear and thought of death crept into my mind. How probably in a couple months, I probably won't be able to walk, talk, or even breath on my own anymore.

I'll be able to feel my organs fail. I'll be able to feel myself slowly fade away. And I'll wake up everyday as my body decays. And I'll feel it.

"I don't wanna die Grayson." I sobbed. I put my face into his chest and sobbed. I couldn't imagine the physical pain of dying. I think right now is the worse pain, let's see what I'll feel in 6 months.

"We were supposed to get married and have kids Gray. I was supposed to live a long healthy life. I was supposed to be with you forever." I cried. "I don't wanna die."