"He's just been admitted into this hospital" "What room is he in?" "Rm. 224." "Thanks!" I ran outside of the room and went to David's room. When I got there the doctor said he was in an comma and had really no chance of surviving it. I cried when I heard the news. I didn't know what to do so I just went over to his bed and told him that I loved him and if he was to die I wouldn't know what to do. Another thing I said was that if he was to die then I would have to kill myself. It was no use he didn't wake up. About a few weeks later David passed away and I decided to go to my parents house. When I got there they tried to tell me to leave but I wouldn't leave. I told them "I'm not leaving! You have to hear me out." "Ok! So what is it?" "David died are you happy now? He was the love of my life and now he is gone." "Oh honey I'm sorry. Are you ok?" "No I'm not and you can just forget about me. I just wanted to tell you that." I left their house and went home.
The End