Terminal

*Warning- Major Character Death*

The silence was deafening.

Her words hung in the air, her chocolate eyes cast to the ground as she sniffled, waiting for someone to say something.

She had kept them in the dark for too long about this. She just hadn't wanted them to waste their time worrying about her or trying to help her. She thought she would be alright- that she could come out of this with her mild symptoms.

Even in the tense silence of the room, she wanted to let out a bitter laugh.

It only made sense that she suffered the same fate as her mother.

"Terminal?" Her boyfriend spoke first, the blonde nodding.

"They... There isn't anything more that can be done." She said, trying so hard to not break into sobs. "I only have a few months- they don't know exactly when my heart will give out, only that it will and it's going to be sooner rather than later."

Again, silence over took them.

No one spoke. No one breathed. No one cried or made any noise at all- and she didn't blame them. When they first told her a year ago of this strange illness she was in a similar state.

But back then at least she had hope that she wouldn't succumb to it, contrary to now when there was almost no time left.

They sat in silence for what seemed like hours but could've been mere minutes. In all honesty, she really didn't care.

After what seemed like forever, her best friend broke into sobs, burying her face in her hands and breaking the fragile silence. The woman who once called her her love rival followed in suit, crying loudly and clinging to her beloved. The man who was pracically her brother had silent tears rolling down his cheeks and the one who held her best friend close had his eyes sewn shut. Her strongest female friend was shaking, taking ragged inhales just as her friend with the red tattoo all but pulled her onto his lap.

She was suddenly being wrapped up in her boyfriend's warm arms, his voice echoing in her mind.

You'll be alright.

Please don't leave me.

This isn't happening.

I love you so much.

And only two short months later, she had fallen silent.

And only her silence would remain.

Ft Angst Week Day 1: Silence