Emma had always hated hospitals, so when she asked me to take her there, I knew that it was starting... Well, that it was actually ending, if you know what I mean...
I took her hand again when the doctor left. She was under a lot of painkillers.
"Is it better now?" I asked.
We were in the best hospital with the best doctors, but my money couldn't buy time and that was all we really wanted. But at lwast she wasn't in pain, at least I could do something to do this easier for her.
"Yes, baby, I'm fine" she said and smiled. She was being incredibly strong or at least that was what she showed me. I wondered if it was because she didn't want to die miserable or because she was trying to make this easier for me; everybody knew, though nobody had said it out loud, that the right moment in which her heart stopped beating, I would be broken, I'd cry until I had no more tears left.
"Is there anything you want?"
"No, all I want is here with me; just you, Doug" then she laughed "I'd never imagined I was going to die as the character I love"
"Who?"
"Jennifer Cavelleri, from Love Story, honey"
"Oh, right... Well, you are hell prettier than her"
"Thanks" I kissed her... I was afraid of not doing it all the time, afraid I wouldn't get to say goodbye. She'd been here for a couple of days and I'd only left the room to go to the bathroom; I'd slept there, changed my clothes there, eaten there, always right next to her. I didn't want to leave her, I couldn't, it hurt, it made me nervous "Will you promise me something?"
"Of course, baby, whatever you want"
"Promise me you wont be a depressed widower. Depression makes people get old faster and you are too cute for that"
I nodded "I'll do my best"
"And I want you to fall in love again"
"I dont know about that..."
"Come on, you'll be fine sooner and later... Even if it takes you ten years to get over me" By then, you'll be about 31 and still look awesome"
"Thanks, my love"
"And dont you dare writing depressing songs about me... I wasnt happy songs!"
"Only happy song, got it"
I caressed her cheek. It hurts so much to see the one person you love the most in the whole world dying slowly, minute by minute, and you can't do anything about it. I dont know how but I could feel it was going to be over soon and it scared the hell out of me. I didn't know what I was going to do without her and I didn't want to think about it either. I knew she didn't want me to cry or at least not in front of her, and I wasn't to let her down now. I had to be strong for her as she was being strong for me.
She sighed and then laughed "I used to tell my mum I was still waiting for a miracle, waiting for Dr. House to come out of the TV and heal me... But it's too late for a miracle now"
I kissed her again... I was so afraid. I already felt lost. She took my hand and caressed my hair with her other free hand... I was going to miss that so much.
"I'm sad I've got to go, but I am happy, Doug. I got married, I had a happy childhood with you, my friends are from the best band in England, all the ones I love are here for me, specially you, you've always been with me"
"Not always" I hated myself when I remembered all the time I'd wasted while I was away from her, all the years I could have shared with her while I'd been fooling around with girls like Keeley, Hannah...
"Yes, you were always with me, you've always being in my heart"
I smiled "When did you fall in love with me?"
She laughed "When we were twelve, during the Christmas play at school... Ruby said my costume was awful, that I looked like crap. I was crying when you found me. You held me tight and told me I was the prettiest girl in town"
I remembered that day, specially because I'd fallen in the middle of the stage in front of everyone... Emma's costume was really bad, I'd never told her that, but she still looked so pretty anyway. She always had, she always will.
"Dougie, I love you"
I touched her nose with mine and kissed her again. I could feel it, I knew it, she was saying goodbye to me.
"I love you too, Emma"
I closed the door behing me slowly, I was in shock. Everybody was looking at me; my friends, my family, her friends, her family, even Jacob, her ex-boyfriend, was there. Jazzie put her arm around me and kissed my cheek. Heavy tears ran down my face silently.
"She's gone"
I think this is the first and only sad ending I'm ever going to write. I love happy endings.
Thanks for reading the story anyway, you'll be hearing more from me soon, I just can't help writing, so check out my future stories if you are interesting.
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