Zachry stroked the little girl's hair as a tear formed in his eye. "Dying hurts Mr. DuVall. I don't wanna die." the little girl sobbed. "It's okay Silvia. Everything is going to be great. They're going to find a cure for cancer, then you'll be cured and follow your dreams as a very successful actress." A tear dripped from his eye. "Cancer hurts Mr. DuVall. It hurts so much." Silvia started crying. Zachry's phone rang. "I'll be back Silvia." Zachry left the room and answerd the phone call.
"Hello?"
"Zachry. It's Catherine."
"Hey Catherine. What's up?"
"I need to talk to you right away."
"Is it important because I still have to workout for my audition for a play in two days."
"Yeah. It's very important. Meet me in the park." Catherine clicked off. Zachry put his phone away as Sister Lourdes greeted him with a huge smile.
"Good morning Mr. DuVall."
"Good morning to you too sister Lourdes."
"Just to let you know that everyone here is very thankful for your monthly contribution for Locks of Love."
"I am very glad to help. I don't want children to suffer like how my twin sister suffered a decade ago. I know cancer is uncurable, but I'm hoping that miracle would happen."
"Yes. All of us are hoping too. It's so sad watching these children of God suffer and witness their dreams being crushed slowly."
"Yes. It's very heatbreaking." Zachry took a glimpse of Silvia, who was holding a rosary and muttered some prayers."
"Indeed it is. So, I'll be seeing you in two days after your audition?"
"Yes, sister."
"Well, may God be with you and grant all your prayers." Sister Lourdes walked towards one patient on an another room.
Zachry walked out the building as he tried to contact Catherine. Busy line. What important thing are we going to discuss about? he thought.
The park was beautiful. Birds flew around as children chased them. Many couples and lovers sat down together having a wonderful picnic. Zachry sat down on one of the benches and waited for Catherine. A little boy walked up to him and said. "Hello mister. Would you mind donating for a very worthy cause?" Zachry smiled, took his wallet out and grabbed a five dollar bill. "How's this?" The little boy's eyes glittered. "That would be perfect. Thank you sir." Zachry smiled as the little boy ran towards his mother. "Wait. Little boy! I've got something for you." The little boy turned around.
"What is it?"
"You know what. You should go buy yourself a candy bar for doing this work for a worthy cause." he took his wallet out again and handed it to the little boy.
"Thank you so much." he sprinted towards his mother as Zachry headed for the bench and saw Catherine wandering around, looking for him.
"Hey Catherine!" Zachry waved towards Catherine as he motioned her to come sit next to him.
"What's up?" He asked as Catherine sat next to him.
"First things first. I finally have the guts to admit this." Catherine breathed deeply. "I really really like you. Is there any chance for you to like me?"
Zachry smiled. "That's sweet Cathy, but you should know that I'm gay." he patted Cathy's shoulder as a shock face planted on her.
"Gay? You-you- you're gay?"
Zachry nodded. "Yes. Is there anything wrong?"
"Nothing. Nothing."
"We can still be friends, right?"
"I guess so." Zachry hugged Catherine as she felt awkward in the inside.
"Okay. Moving on to the next topic." Catherine let go. "We have to warn you about something."
"Cool. Hit me up, sister."
Catherine's heart sank. "Please don't call me that. It sounds weird. Anyways, I'll just go straight at you."
"Straight?"
"Sorry. Bad choice of words. Rhonda and I think that death might be coming after you."
"Me? Why?" Zachry sounded sarcastic.
"I knew you would not believe me, but just be careful."
"Careful of?"
"Things that doesn't kill you that makes you stronger."
"Like weights?"
"Anything that makes your stronger. Anything, okay?"
"Okay."
"I have to go now. I'll see you soon." Catherine stood up.
"Cathy." Zachry called her. "I hope it doesn't make you feel weird that I'm gay."
"Don't worry, it doesn't." Catherine turned around and can feel her heart break and walked away.
Zachry poured some orange juice into a glass and walked towards the threadmill. "I must be in my best when I audition for that play." He stood in-front of the threadmill as he consume some orange juice. Drip. Drip. Drip. The orange fuice drips onto the threadmill that caused a little spark Zachry didn't hear. "Now, time to exercise." He turned the threadmill on and began jogging. The shelf next to him shook as he continued jogging. Zachry reached for the remote and turned the news on. "The Locks of Love building just exploded at one PM today. Authorities confirmed that it was caused by an open gas leak that wasn't noticed. Up until now, there are no known survivors." Zachry stopped the threadmill and turned the volume up. "Silvia." Zachry muttered to himself as he try to step off the threadmill. The threadmill started to run by itself while Zachry tried to turn it off. The speed increased and increased and Zachry was already sprinting. The shelf next to him kept shaking as the threadmill shook violently. Then, Zachry accidentally tripped and was thrown against the wall. The shelf continued shaking and a loose screw fell and launched towards Zachry's head. He ducked. Then, dumbells rolled towards the ongoing threadmill and launch towards Zachry's face. One dumbell to another kept falling down, launched towards him, and crushed his head.