Author's Note: Sorry because this is sooo short. Just a spur of the moment. Despite its length, I still hope you like it.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything familiar.
"Calm down." Kendall told me.
"Take a deep breath in." James soothingly said as he rubbed my back.
"It'll be okay." Carlos sat beside me and let me put my head on his shoulder.
"It's time sweetheart."
I never thought that this day would ever come. And yet they were there for me: calming me down, wiping my tears, but not discouraging me to do what I wanted to do.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'll just . . ."
I sobbed into Carlos' shoulder and he held me tight hushing me. He lifted my chin up to look at him and them. They had tears in their eyes. They were always stronger than me but now, they were as sad and hurt as I was. And it's all because of me.
"We are and will always be proud of you." A tear fell down his cheek.
Proud of me for doing my selfish act?
I wanted to become a doctor. I wanted to find a cure for cancer. I wanted to cure whatever they had in a heartbeat so that they could be proud of me for that and not this.
"Hey, whatever you're thinking now. You're wrong." Kendall managed a smile before asking Carlos to lay me down. "You were always Mr. Right Guy. Now stop pretending to be. For us."
"For you." I repeated as I struggled to keep my heavy eyelids open. "Wait . . . I forgot to tell you guys."
Offering them my last breath, I said the words loud enough to be heard even as a whisper.
"I love you."