Tfios fan fiction

It has been four weeks. Four weeks since Augustus and I had lost our virginities to each other in Amsterdam. He is in the hospital, dying, and I can't do anything to stop it. I love him so much and he's dying. He's leaving me. I always thought that I'd be the one to go first. But it looks like he is going to go before me. I go and visit him at memorial hospital every day. It hurts knowing that he is going to be no longer suffering from person-hood any more. We had his prefuneral yesterday, me, him and Isaac. I cried a lot when I got home. I cried at the thought of losing him. I cried at the thought of losing the person who I loved the most. My parents tried to comfort me, but they couldn't. I just cried.

For the past week I have been feeling nauseas and more tired than usual, and I'm tired a lot. I don't know why, but I haven't told anyone about it because I don't want them worrying about me whilst everyone is worrying about Augustus.