Jay's POV
It has been 7 years, since it started... We thought it was just a simple cold. But it got worse.
Fast-forward to now, the doctor just announced that Cole had passed out again and might be out for a while.
All of us are so worried, Zane said that there's only 15% chances of Cole surviving it. I mean, it's better than nothing, but it's a 17:3.
Cole's POV
I fluttered my eyes open. Mmm... Huh? This is not my hospital room.
I sat up and take a look around, wait... this is Mom and Dad's old room back in the city...
Why am I here? Am I dead? Oh no no no, that can't be. I can't be dead yet. I didn't get a chance to say goodbye to them, to Jay, to Dad. No, this can't be happening. No, I don't wanna go yet.
"Cole?" a very familiar voice called out.
Against my better judgement, I looked to the doorframe and there I saw her, Mom...
"My li'l beetle," she spoke, I can feel that she's as close to crying as I am.
I can't handle it anymore, I ran to her and hugged her. "Mom," my voice cracked.
"Shh, there, there, my li'l beetle," she said. "Mommy's here..."
Supposed to be longer, but ending it there feels right. Anyways, tomorrow's the last day.