I tapped my foot as I waited in the quiet, cold room. Time seemed to be moving slower by the minute. Every second that past, my heart began to drop more and more. I stood up and began pacing back and forth, I'd been doing this every few minutes. I'd sit and tap my foot, then get up and pace. "George, you're stressing me out." I heard Jordon, I knew he was there. They all were. Sadness rang in his voice, it was clear. You could feel the vibe in the room, we weren't used to this. We stayed up every night, partied, and got drunk. Not tonight, tonight was different. "Buddy, please. It doesn't make time fly any faster."
I stopped in my tracks, facing my friends. We shouldn't even be here. One minute we were laughing, heading to a strip club. Then the next thing I knew, we were here. "I fucking hate hospitals." Danny announced, we all nodded in agreement. Nobody wanted to talk about what had happened, but nobody wanted to wait any longer to know if everything was okay. I silently prayed, I need everything to be okay.
"Alvarez." A women called out. I walked towards her, my feet dragging as I dreaded what she was going to say.
"Yes, is he.. Is he." I couldn't even get the words out. Was he okay? Was he dead? I couldn't form it, I didn't wanna know. Too afraid to know the truth. She looked up at me, placing a comforting hand upon my shoulder.
"There's not much we can do, his heart is fading. I'm so sorry. You can say your goodbyes, two in the room at a time, please." I watched her walk away, wanting to stop her. Tell her it was some kind of mistake. My worst nightmare had come true. Dylan wouldn't make it, but neither would I. My feet carried me towards his room, time seemed to have finally caught up with me. Everything was moving, but now it was going to fast. I didn't wanna say goodbye to the one person I loved more than anything. Without him, who would I be? I pushed the door open, seeing his laying form. My body began to shake as I moved over to his side, taking his hand in mine. His face was bruised badly, dried blood everywhere. I squeezed his hand in mine, finally letting the tears I'd been holding in to fall. "Dylan, can you hear me? Please, pull through this. You're strong. I know you can. Oh god, please don't leave me." I couldn't function, my heart was aching and my whole body was shaking. "I love you. I love you so much." I wanted to find the bastard that hit my baby with a car. I wanted to rip them to shreds for not stopping, for driving too fucking fast. "What am I supposed to do, I feel so numb."
"George." I turned around, meeting Jorel's sad eyes. "Can I.. Can I come in?" I nodded and turned back to Dylan.
"I love you, always." I placed a kiss on his forehead before turning and leaving the fell down my face as I walked down the long hallway. One minute he was here, the next he was gone. My heart would never been whole again, because Dylan took most of it with him. He died after everyone said their goodbyes, I couldn't be there for that. I wanted to remember him as the Dylan I knew. Happy, loving, sweet, funny, but most importantly; alive.
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