Love are Lies
~Rachael Wang :)
Chapter 1: Stop Crying
Lucy here. You know when I was a kid; I use to have a best friend who happened to be my next door neighbor too.
His name is Damian.
Damian's family moved to our small town when I was only 5 or 6 years old. He was really shy at first and he always ignored me for the first few days.
After a week or 2, my parents told me that he had an illness and only moved here to meet a recommended doctor.
After he was transferred to the hospital near by, I visited him almost everyday because my mother worked there as a doctor (not a nurse).
"Hey Damian," I said back in my former, childhood years, "Is it boring when you lay here all day?"
"No, you come and visit me almost all the time."
"That's good that you're not so bored," I smiled. "So what do you want to talk about today?" I leaped onto his bed.
"I don't know. What do you want to talk about?"
"What do you want to be when you grow up?"
"What kind of question is that?" he stared at me.
"Just answer it Damian."
"Well, I want to be... a astronaut." he responded, "How about you?"
"I want to... be a bug." I joked.
"You can't be a bug you idiot." he sighed, "That's not a job Lucy."
"I know, " I laughed, "Then...if you're going to be an astronaut, I wanna be a girl astronaut with you!"
"Okay...if you really want to..."
"Lucy!," Mom came by to the room, "You didn't drink any water today. Don't you want to be healthy?"
"Coming mom. Oh, Damian, I'll be right back."
I strolled out of the room and followed my mom to the staff room to get a cup of water. Today, I felt really happy...but I think that I usually am happy whenever I'm with Damian in the hospital all the time. It was really fun.
I refilled my cup with cold, refreshing water and meandered down the long hallway to Damian's room.
However, I heard the doctor talking about Damian with his parents. I peeked in and listened to their conversation.
"I'm afraid that his disease will increase to a serious point in a matter of years." the doctor said, "He will not live a very elongated life, but I do aspire, or I should say 'hope' he will have the best years of his early life."
"When will...he die?" Mrs. Swift cried softly.
"I'm terribly sorry...as parents you will be heart broken, but we cannot do anything for now. And possibly in the next several years we will still be clueless on how to solve your son's problem."
He hesitated and took a deep breathe, "Damian...will probably not live to become 20."
I could hear the soft sniffles and tears within Mrs. Swift. Her husband was very heartbroken too...
But...he wouldn't live any further than 19? My cup of water dropped...this is a joke right? Damian wouldn't die. He's my friend and he's so young...
The tears couldn't stop rolling down my eyes and I curled into legs, sliding down from the cold wall.
Damian is waiting right now. I have to stop crying.
My legs were still shaking as I weakly got up from the floor. I dried my eyes on my blue shirt and dragged my legs to Damian's room. Before I walked into the door, the tears began to run down my face and I couldn't stop.
"Lucy...?" Damian stepped out of the hospital room. "Why are you hiding here, crying?"
I couldn't stop and my hands wouldn't release from my face. "I...I ac-accidentally tr-tripped before..." I hiccupped.
"You're so clumsy," he hugged me with his small, childish arms. "Don't cry for something like this."
He didn't know what I was crying for, but I couldn't get the words out of my mouth to tell him the truth. Did Damian know that he's going to die at the age of 19 or 20?
Amongst this time, all I did was cry in his affectionate arms.