US TWO (Book 3)

Eight

"She's not waking up" I say in my seat. I squeeze her hand tighter as my eyes went from up her down her body again, hoping that something would move.

Ansel stands behind my chair, patting me back slowly,

"-Yet. She will, I know she will."

I stared at her face once more. Her golden hair is now long again, she became slimmer, thinner than before.

"But what if she never did?"

What if she never did? Will I be able to move on?

No.

I shook my head then stared at her beautiful face once again.

Wake up Shai,

Please.

I kiss her cold hands once again as tears dripped off my eyes. I shut my eyes then rested my chin on her cold hand, brushing my face to it slightly as I thought it would wake her,

because it always worked.

Images started flashbacking onto my head.

How we first met by an accident,

how I caught her when she nearly fell off,

how we practiced our first line,

how all the darren and ruth dramas we had overcome.

This is just another problem, I tell myself.

We will get through it, we've always will.

"We need to run some tests on patient" A nurse came in.

"You might want to wait outside,"

-

"Patience's family?" The doctor's head appears in our both vision. Ansel whose had his wet face rubbed his eyes twice then glanced at me,

"Y-yeah"
I say blankly, getting up from the seat, then followed right behind him. We entered the white hospital-smelled room,

"Erhn" He adjusted his seat then rubbed his fists together. Once he cleared his throat, he began pulling out some papers off the sealed documents.

"We... This is the image of her stomach's x-ray that we had done earlier."

I studied the image.

I am not a doctor.

But I know what this means.

I could feel my heart dropping down to the floor as the image went clear.

No, please no, I hold back my tears as I possibly could.

"Son," The doctor says, pointing at her stomach area in the image.

"This is a tumor."

Boring chapter ugh