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Chapter 6: iAm Losing Hope

"Will you marry me?" I had just heard Freddie say. I was feeling so many emotions at that particular moment; it was mind-boggling. I looked at our families. I looked around seeing many encouraging nods, urging me to say yes, and I even saw Mrs. Benson give me assurance that she was okay with it. Shocking, right?

I leaned down a little, "Are you sure about this, Benson?" I asked him quietly, as if the slightest sound would cause the world to explode. "I mean, this...this is forever."

He was still looking into my eyes when he said, "I'm perfectly aware, Puckett." He stood up and continued in the same tone I'd used only moments before, "Do you remember me saying that I want to be with you as long as I have you?" I nodded. That was the moment I knew that this could be a chick-flick. "Well, this is me"—he swallowed hard—"keeping that promise." See? Told ya.

He made me shed a tear, but I wiped it away quickly after it came. He loved me, that's when I knew it, that moment.

It seemed as if the world had stopped, time had frozen. Everyone's eyes were on me, awaiting the anticipated answer.

"You promise you love me? You'll love me forever?" I asked, hopefully.

"Forever," he said reassuringly.

"Then, how could I say no?" He kissed me and I smiled against his lips. I'm sure everyone was happy with the answer, but honestly, in that moment, it was only us. He picked me up and spun me around. One of the best moments ever.

A while later, I was back in my hospital bed. Freddie was at my side.

"So," I started, "does everything have to be a chick-flick with you?" He laughed at the comment, knowing that it was true.

"Yeah, I guess so." He kept that goofy smile on his face.

"Are you sure about this whole wedding thing? I don't want you to feel like you have to marry me," I said in a very low voice.

"I told you, this is forever. Me and you, forever." He kissed my hand softly.

"So, how's it all gonna work? The wedding plans?" I asked, curiously.

"Well," he said, "Carly's planning most of it, Spencer's gonna walk you down the aisle, Gibby and Spencer will be my best men..." I laughed at that part. "Trust me, you have nothing to worry about."

"Okay, but I'm a little worried about Carly planning the whole thing," I said, as he laid down next to me. He hugged me and in his embrace, I had never felt more safe.

"It'll be fine. I promise," he said. "Sam, have I ever told you that I love you?" He asked, as his kissed the top of my head.

"So many times that I don't think I can count that high." That earned a chuckle from him.

After a moment, I said, "I love you too, Benson."

February 1st

So Freddie proposed. Honestly, I'm so happy that he did. I've been hiding how scared I am. If this is my life, and it will end sooner than later, then I need to enjoy it while I have it.

Later,

Sam Puckett

I closed the journal as I heard Freddie waking up.

"Hey, Puckett, what goes on?" He was so out of it. It was like he had never woken up.

"Wait a minute," I said. "Did you stay here all night?"

"Yeah, where else would I go?" he asked, smiling.

As a tall doctor walked in, Freddie instantly sat up, like the doctor was an alarm clock.

"Hey, Sama-" he started.

"Next person who calls me Samantha...my name is Sam," I said, angrily.

"Hey, Sam. And you are?" he asked, looking at Freddie.

"Freddie Benson."

"Right, well, Sam, how we doing today?" Why do doctors always have to beat around the bush? Just spit it out!

"Just cut to the chase. What's going on?" I was very impatient, but, then again, don't I have a right to be? I mean this is a life-threatening disease we're talking about here.

"The chemo is not doing any damage, but it's not helping you either. That doesn't mean it won't work, it just means that it may take longer to get you healthy again." Freddie looked like a deer in headlights.

"What does this mean?" Freddie said urgently. Sometimes, he was more worried than I was.

"There is still hope. Don't give up, Sam." He walked out of the room and Freddie and I were left to ponder what we had just heard.

"I'm not gonna give up," I said to Freddie, "because I love you and my family, my friends and because my life can't end like this. I won't let it," I said.

"That's the Puckett I know, and that's why I love you."

"Why do you think I love you?" I asked curiously.

"Because I'm unbelievably attractive to you?" That was the funniest thing I had heard all day.

"Yeah, that's it," I said, sarcastically. I started to laugh.

"I love ya, Puckett."

"I know," I replied, matter-of-factly. "How did you get your mom to be okay with the wedding?"

"I told her that I would move out again, and when that didn't work,"—I smiled—"I told her I would never love anyone more than you and that would never change. I said I would propose whether she approved or not because I love you." That made me grin from ear-to-ear.

"Thank you, Benson." He seemed surprised.

"For what?"

"For being here." I paused. "When I need you." We hugged each other tighter.

"It's a two-way street, Puckett." In a few short minutes, I was sleeping.

The worry he had been hiding came onto his face. "Don't die on me, please. I can't live without you."

A single, hot tear drifted down his cheek.

A/N: So, I know it's kind of a bittersweet chapter. I hope you still enjoyed reading it! Please review!