Chapter 3
After we had said our goodbye's Dylan and I went to my car. Dylan, like the gentleman he is, opened my door for me. I looked at him and noticed that he wouldn't look at me. I laid my hand on his cheek and looked deeply into his beautiful green eyes. Dylan is about a couple of inches taller than me which I love because it makes me feel like I'm his little pet. His face was set in a depressing, grim, look. As he reluctantly looked at me I saw that his eyes, green as shining emeralds, were filling with tears. "Dylan," I said full of care and compassion, "we'll get through this, OK? No matter what happens, we will always be together." I smiled up at him as he looked me directly in the eyes. "Promise?" Dylan help up his hand sticking his pinkie out. It may be childish but yes we still Pinkie Swear, deal with it. I linked my pinky with his and said " Promise."
Dylan let go of my hand and suddenly wrapped his strong but gentle arms around me. I hugged him back and started to cry. I didn't want to lose Dylan, we've been together since we were little. He is the closest person to me, he knows all my secrets, he knows me in general, inside and out. I gripped his shirt and never wanted to let go. We both knew that I could die any day now, if my body rejects the Change. Dylan pulled away and took my face into his hands. He looked in my eyes and said, "You always kept your promises, don't stop keeping them now." Tears uncontrollably ran down my face, I decided long ago that Dylan is the man I want to die with. I felt so safe in his arms. He bent down and kissed me. "I love you Chris, and don't you ever, ever, forget that." I nodded and hugged him. But our magical moment was interrupted by another coughing fit.
After my coughing had finished we got into the car and started to drive to my house, or as I call it, Hell with a female Satan. The drive was like any other drive we took, we talked about our day, what we should do after we finished school. The only exception to it being normal was the couple of long coughing fits I had. Once in a while we had to stop so I could spit some stuff out of my mouth. Thankfully, it didn't take long to get to my house.
"Hey, um, Dylan," I said with a shaky voice, "would you come in with me too?" Dylan looked at me for a while and smiled, "Sure I would love to." Dylan is actually good friends with my dad, whenever he is over he and Dad would talk for hours laughing and having a good ol' time. I'm gonna miss those days. I smiled back at Dylan as we got out of the car. When the sunlight hit me I got a major headache and my skin started getting hot. Dylan noticed that I was in pain and came over to me and wrapped me up in his hoodie. When I had it on, it was so big on me I thought I could fit a dog in with me. I looked at him and smiled, " How do I look?" Dylan just smiled and laughed, "Heh heh, you look absolutely adorable like a little puppy." His comment made me blush a bright red. I shoved him gently and shyly, said, "Come on we gotta hurry." Dylan smiled but his smile faded just as soon as it appeared.
We rushed inside my home, or as I prefer to call it, my absolute hell. I peeked carefully into the door hoping nobody was home, especially Cindy, Dad's new bitch of a wife. I turned to Dylan, taking a lot of my strength away, and told him to be quiet in case Cindy was only sleeping. He simply nodded and quietly closed and locked the door. I carefully checked every room, including the garage. No cars, no Cindy, no worries. Seeing that I was safe from Cindy I started to head to my room. I was halfway there when I had another coughing fit. I immediately fell to the ground, and was soon comforted by Dylan's strong arms.
When I realized he was holding me I blushed, "Um, I can walk...thanks," I said embarrassingly.
Without a word he set me down. I just sighed and looked him in the eyes, "Dylan," I said, "I'll be OK, it'll be just fine." His only response was a sad, depressed look. "Come on, lets go to my room, K?" Dylan just looked at me with his tear filled eyes, that only I have seen before, and nodded. I smiled and raised myself to gently kiss him. I grabbed his hand and we headed to my room. As we were walking I would occasionally look at him, where at one point I saw that he was blushing and holding back a smile while a tear betrayed him.