21. Why?
Carlos' P.O.V.
Breathing was still a little difficult when I came to me, but it was easier than when I had the attack. For that, my head ached incredibly and I couldn't open my eyes. Frustration spread through me. Was I too weak to open my eyes now? Annoyed I tried it again and even made it a little bit, but my vision was completely blurred and I couldn't really see anything. I also couldn't really move, which slowly scared me. Was that normal? I blinked several times and in fact, my vision became a little bit clearer. I could see shapes. Two figures lay in the bed next to me. I couldn't say if they were asleep or awake. But at least I could tell from her hair color that they were Jay and Mal. I tried to move my head and even made it, but it took an enormous amount of strength. The figure on the other side, right next to me, had blue hair and only now did I notice that someone was holding my hand. Evie. For a brief moment, my heart beat faster. But I couldn't think about it anymore, because at that moment the darkness hit me again.
When I woke up again, I managed to open my eyes a little faster, but my vision remained blurred. Slowly it got on my nerves. Was it always like this after an attack? I felt so weak and helpless. After blinking several times, I could see a figure standing at the end of the bed and now running towards me. I knew by her stature that it was Jay. After a while, I finally saw his face. It looked tired and was marked by sadness and worry.
"Hey." I couldn't do more than that. My voice was cracked and my throat ached with every word. Jay looked at me with a relieved smile.
"Hi, Carlos." I struggled to turn my head. It was so difficult for me. As if I slept for days.
"Where are the others?", I asked when I couldn't find any more people in the room. Jay sat next to me and looked down at me.
"Mal had an important meeting with Ben and Evie ... I got her out of here. She's completely finished." Evie ... My heart broke at the thought of her condition. And at that moment I realized that love felt that way. When you can no longer imagine life without the person. I just nodded. I couldn't really speak. But I still had to ask a question.
"How long have I slept?" And at that moment I noticed that Jay was fighting with himself. As so often, feelings of guilt spread through me. What was I doing to them?
"Three days, Carlos. We thought you wouldn't wake up at all." His voice trembled a little at the last words. But it shocked me as well. Three days?! How was that possible? I swallowed and looked at Jay.
"Don't worry. I have six months left." I said that it was like a lot. But I knew how little it was. But I noticed that I was slowly coming to terms with it. I had no choice. At that moment a tear ran down Jay's cheek and panic spread through me. What was going on? What did he know that I didn't know?! "Jay?!" My voice was shaking. I was afraid. He clearly knew something I didn't know. He looked at me and I had never seen so much pain in his eyes. I started to tremble. Jay said nothing. "Please, Jay!" He looked at me again. His eyes were full of tears.
"We'll stay with you until the end, Carlos." Incredible warmth spread through my heart. I was so thankful to them. But I knew there was something bad I didn't know yet. Jay took a deep breath before continuing. "You have less than six months. If you are lucky, a few weeks."
