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My shared last breath

A teenage boy that has a few more months to live falls in love with a girl that he met in the hospital.Will this change his willingness to live on?

Nijuroku_ronin · Politique et sciences sociales
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Starry Night

Time has never passed by this slow, for some reason I eagerly wanted to know why she wants to meet me outside.

Putting my intensive thoughts on hold, I started to Scavenge through my brain, thinking of ways to leave my room unseen by the nurses, should I go through the window?, I thought to myself, maybe I shouldn't over think this before I cut my lifespan shorter than it already is.

A few minutes have gone by of me just staring through the window waiting for Sunset, I found it kind of funny that earlier today I was staring through the window ruminating about how messed up my life was unaware of the sequence of events that would follow.

As the sun was setting slowly, I quickly went down the stairs all the way to the ground floor while simultaneously coming up with a plan, I figured if I could get into the security bathroom while everyone else is re-entering the building, I could probably patiently wait and jump through the bathroom window which leads directly into the Garden, so I did.

After a few minutes of peering through the window, I climbed onto the Toilet seat, once more making sure if the coast is clear, I opened the window and instantaneously leaped through directly landing into a bush which might have softened my landing but definitely left me looking like a Christmas tree with all those little branches and leafs sticking through my hair.

Quickly dusting off myself, I quietly walked into the Garden where I could immediately make out the image of Asami, It seemed like she had already seen me as she was waving at me from a few benches away. Her smile was brighter than the moon.

"Well that was a hassle" I let out with a sigh, "how did you---"

"Did you know that every soul is stored in a star when they pass away?" she implied while gazing at the beautiful night sky in excitement.

"I did not know that" I said slowly, the more I thought about it the more I envisioned my mother looking down at me, what does she think of me? , Is she happy? , and a hundred more questions where running through my brain in what felt like eternity.

"Why do you look so down all of a sudden?" she said while giggling.

I snapped back into reality.

"Oh, um" I said obliviously while scratching my head, I let out a small smile to conceal my true emotions.

"Sit near me" She stated with a grin on her face as she gently pulled me down by my arm.

She was blushing, but so was I.

I was trying to avoid eye contact for the longest; I've never found myself in such an intense situation.

"Do you know why I wanted to talk to you?" She asked while holding her hands together and staring at them nervously.

"Why?" I replied, slowly looking towards her pleasing face.

"Ever since I came to this hospital I was always up in my room, throughout the day, blaming myself for being Ill, you know um",

She took a small pause, I could see her slowly breaking down.

"My parents had high hopes for me, they where planning for me to go study abroad and I---"

"It's not your fault" I said abruptly, "It's not something we chose, we can't do anything about it, and you know for the longest time I've been hopeless and wished that I had never been sick, but I slowly realized that beating myself up wouldn't do anything about it."

I knew exactly how she felt, maybe even more, but I didn't know where these words came from; I could feel the intense atmosphere around us as soon as I stopped talking.

I took my fingers and carefully wiped her tears away when she suddenly hugged me tightly.

I was shook, I've never hugged anyone besides my mother, does that even count? I hesitantly wrapped my arms around her and at that very moment I didn't want to let go.

Should I tell her now? , Should I tell her that I will not be living longer than 7 months? 

The moment was too good I wouldn't give it up for anything in this world.