Forgotten

3.

There was a knock on her door, twice, and she opened it.
A man wearing a long black coat was in front of her, with eyes red as though he had been crying for hours. His delicate body was trembling, and he forced a painful smile on his face as soon as his eyes met hers.

"Erza..." He uttered, his voice

"Who..Who are you?" She asked wide-eyed, surprised on how does a stranger know her name.

He chuckled, but it was not really a chuckle, it was the pain he wanted to hide in front of her, "I'm Gray...You know me." And gradually, tears rolled down his eyes.

Confused, Erza hesitated, his voice was dry and rough.
"Are you alright...?"

And he replied, "No.." His body was now in the brink of falling on the ground, however instead, he leans a little forward breathlessly, and in pain. "Erza I wish...I could spend my remaining...days with you before I die.." And his voice strained, as though it were his last words.
"You should go to a doctor." She said and held his hand that was placed on the cracked wall.

Gray laughed,
even though his tears won't stop falling, "You said the same thing yesterday..."

Her heart stopped for a moment, knowing that she knew this guy but she didn't.
However, she quickly grabbed Gray by his shoulders, and dragged him inside her room.

"Just...spend one week with me Erza...Please.."
He repeated a couple of times as she placed him on the bed.

"I will call the doc-"

"It won't matter..." He weakly grabbed her wrist. "I'm going to die anyways..."

It was peculiar how Erza couldn't feel that she knew this person, how her senses weren't working well with her memories.

"Why are you going to die..?" She asked and he gulped, "Because I have.." And he cried more because he had said this so many times to her, "I have brain tumor.."

"I'm sorry-"

"I just want you to remember me...To keep me in your memory until I die Erza.."

He slowly pulled her wrist and she stepped towards him.
Intertwining his pale and cold hand with hers, he held it tightly and smiled, "Even if it's for a week...I wish you could remember me."

His hands felt so...Unusually familiar.
Like she had held his hands a thousand times, like she had felt those bones linking and unlinking and she had this feeling that it had got thinner than last time.
Just a feeling.