Hi Guys. As you've known I deleted some of my stories. And I haven't writed for awhile. Well actually I was planning to, but know I don't think so.
I was actually going to write last night, but well it happened.
One of my friends-not Tanya but Michael. Yes, he's a boy. As you've known I'm a Filipina, born in the Philippines and so is he. He was actaully fighting Leukemia for all his life but now he's up there resting.
He was actually a strong, courageous and brave guy. He actually was stuck in bed for three months, he knew he was dying but he stayed strong.
We actually met at grade five and we became friends fast. The time was so fast that I needed to leave at High School for the States. He actually admitted to me that he has cancer when we were grade six. When he told me that, I didn't cry, I just stood there. Trying to process his words, and when I did. I told him the words that he used to told me when I'm ill.
Okay, back to the present. His mother called me at January thirteen saying that Michael has only a few days-maybe hours left to live and he wanted me there when he died. I didn't think at that time, I just acted. I didn't cared about school nor the exams. I just simply acted. I packed some clothes and Tanya's father did the rest, like: the visa and the airplane.
I boarded the plane, thinking Michael lying on his death bed, tired just waiting for me. It brought tears to my eyes, just thinking about his state. so, I waited for about two days. Not sleeping, just thinking. And when were finally at the Philippines. I didn't stop for a hotel. I just went to the hospital he was in.
And he was there, looking so pale and lifeless. He smiled at me, his smile was still the same but the life in it was draining. Almost all Michael's friends was there.
I sat there at the corner and held his warm hands that I know will be cold later on.
I remembered every word we said that minute. From the greetings to this:"I was waiting for you" (It's actually in Filipino but I just made it English, so you wouldn't have a hard time.) Michael muttered. His words was a whisper, I looked at his dying eyes and saw the relief that I was here by his side. Everyone was teary-eyed. His mother and father were crying and so was I.
He wiped the tears away, slowly. But I put his hand back to the bed. I said the words that I was dying to keep all long. I wanted him to hear this so I started: (This is in English Translation)
"Michael, you need to fight. You need to, Everyone here needs you. You have a whole life ahead of you. You can't stop here. Because if you do, I might to. You've been a perfect best friend. And I am proud of that. You need to be at the Wrestling Federation, and I need to see you there. You'll become a superhero and save the people that was hurt. You need to do all that." I said, it was so heart-breaking to tell him everything. Iwas selfish, I wanted him here. I needed him here.
He smiled at me. "I don't need to do that anymore. I'm tired, so tired. I didn't protect you or some people that was hurt. I protected me, my body that was dying every minute. I spend every moment with you and Aubrey. Telling you that you that heights won't ever kill you. And told you that you'll make it to Havard to study Law. And become the most smart, strong and beautiful lawyer the wolrd has ever known. And after you've settle down, you'll become the most brillant authors." He said, his voice dry and cracked.
"And you'll be there to read it." I added. That made him laugh, even his laugh was dry.
I let some tears escape my eyes. I wiped it away. He smiled at me and held my sweaty hands.
"You need to find you're Dimitri. And save him from the bad that's in him. Or, you need to find the Jack Force of you're life and will also be there whether you like it or not. You need a protector, the one who will be there. Because me, I won't be here any longer. But I'll protect you when you're dead. Or probably I won't meet you since you've became one of the creatures of the night."
His voice was only a whisper that was fading slowly, and then it came together. His hands became cold, his eyes stared into space. AndI knew that he was already resting up there in Heaven.
Everyone cried. Then it became so fast that I lost track when he died, and when he was going to be brought to his last place.
So, how will this affect me. Well I decided to shut down this username and the stories after one week. But, I will create another one, probably two weeks after I completely shut down this username.
Probably the username will be named: Blossoming_Star-At Heaven. Because Michael was like a blossoming star at the sky just waiting to be seen.
I'm sorry, if this made you angry. But this is the only way for me to move on. Because Michael was a part of this username that I created. He created Amor in The Angels Of Heaven And Hell, he was Acel at the Cursed Vampire and he was Harris at Bloody Journey.
Hope to see you soon at the username: Blossoming_Star-At Heaven.
Farewell. To this username and it's stories.