"I do Augustus, I do."
It's been a year since I uttered those words, holding the final sentences of Augustus Waters life close to my chest. Funny how things change in a year...
"Hazel, he would have wanted you to do it." Isaac said softly.
"Gus is gone. He died in the middle of a sentence, and he may have believed in some sort of heaven, but I just don't. Issac my life is my own and I've lived enough of it to let it go." I said.
My doctors had finally given me a choice in all of this, and I gave them my answer. They could continue on with their little experiment, hoping to eventually cure me; or I could stop trying and just let my lungs be free. I knew about a month ago that something was wrong. It wasn't just fluid caught up in my lungs, it was something different this time. My suspicions were confirmed and I was told that the cancer had worked it's way to my other lung, and there were even signs of it in the rest of my body. The doctors said there were things they could try, but I've been doing this long enough to know that it was cancer pity, and in reality, there wasn't much they could do for me. Isaac had been trying so hard to get me to at least consider it, but I was adamant, my life was my own.
"Hazel, when I finally get my robot eyes, there will be nothing worth looking at anymore." Isaac said softly, his face registered pain.
"Don't cry for me Isaac, it's been a good life, and i'm okay." I said.
"Okay." Isaac breathed.
Hazel Grace Lancaster died two days later. All the strings inside her fianlly broke. I got the call late that night, and heard Mr Lancaster crying, which was normal, but I still knew. I cursed the universe and God, but keeping my promise, I didn't cry for her. I believed she was finally happy and could finally breathe. Of course, now I couldn't. In only one year, I had lost my two best and only friends, in a fight that was never in their favor. Some people are just too good for this world, and I believe Augustus Waters and Hazel Grace Lancaster were just too good to live.