Chapter 12
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Tris' POV
I sit, watching TV in my bed. It's the World Cup. I have been watching all the matches this past week. Being stuck in hospital really is dull, but Toby is here most of the time. He brought me a load of my stuff to entertain me: music, DVDs, magazines, books and similar. He's just getting lunch, as I watch the recorded match. Uruguay are currently losing to Costa Rica, which I'm surprised about. Four walks in, bringing with him the aroma of McDonald's.
"Hey, Ari," he says as he passes Ari's bed.
"Man, you're gonna kill me with that good food which I can't have," he says. Four grins, and arrives at my bed.
"Hey, Trissy, thought you deserved a treat after a week here, so I got you a fillet o' fish, and a frapuccino from Starbucks," I grin. He knows exactly what I love. I set up my Bed tray, whilst Toby moves to the cozy camping chair he brought in for visitors for me. I have my own little haven here: I have a TV which is on an adjustable arm attached to my bed. I have a bedside table which is really big, and it holds a place for Toby to eat food, and me to keep all my entertainment. I also have a lava lamp, which I turn on at night. Ari says he likes it, and it's comforting in the dark ward. My doctor, Lance, says I have a pretty cool place. Ari is jealous, because he doesn't get any friends. He recently got another dose of antibiotics, and his hair has continued to fall out until he shaved it off. His boyfriend left him because of the cancer, which is just mean, his dad died in a car crash, his mum never visits because he's gay and his friends are too lazy to come see him. He has a sad life, but I am always happy to keep him company, with Tobias. I finish my food, and Toby is already done. He puts our rubbish in the bin, and I tilt the TV so he can see the footie.
"So, Tris," My doctor, Lance begins. "We have taken out the stitches in your stomach, and you seem to be recovering well. We will give you medication, but you can't do any sport for another week." My doctor is pretty cool. He's like some sort of medical prodigy, 19 years old and a fully qualified doctor. He gives me instructions on how to take care of myself, and similar. Then, I am freed. Away from this place, where I look over Chicago, like a shepherd watches over sheep. I feel a little sad. I'll miss this place. I have given Ari the recliner, bedside table and a new TV I bought for him. He's a great guy, and I feel sorry I'll be leaving. I am going back to the ward one more time to get the last of my CDs, and my magazines. Ari sits there, forlorn and alone.
"So Tris," He begins. "This is goodbye." I look at him, and he looks at me. I am filled with sadness and guilt for leaving Ari here. He is in bad shape, on his third round of antibiotics, still hanging on. There is only a small chance he'll live.
"Ari, thank you. For being there, being friendly, kind, and making this place nicer. You're a great guy. I'll visit some time, maybe at the weekend," Ari smiles slightly.
"Ah, I doubt it. That's what they all say. I know you won't, but you have made hospital nicer for me. You and Four have brightened my experience of life, and if I'm gonna die, I'm glad I met you, dying or not,"
"Ari. I will visit. I will bring Four, and maybe even a little surprise." He grins.
"I love surprises! But, Tris, thank you. Thank Four, too. I reckon you may be the one person who does visit and bring me out of my misery." I smile, wave and walk out the ward, into the sunshine, the glory of life, the freedom. I grin, and walk over to where four sits in my Lambo.
"Who said you could drive that?" I ask him.
"Oh, some random girl said I could borrow it to pick her up," He said. I smile
"Well, Toby, I am glad you did pick me up in this." I walk around to the passenger seat, smiling. I get in, retract the roof, and Toby does a donut before tearing out of the carpark. I laugh in joy, and in the ward far above, Ari watches the happy couple speed away. He smiled, and laughed. Lance did too, standing beside Ari's bed, clipboard in hand.
So, bye Ari! Thank you for reading, favouriting etc. It means a lot. Thank you, and goodbye! Please review, if you don't review it's like I'm taking a driving lesson and crashing but not being told how to not crash!
J
