The Way He Changed My Life (Aaron Carpenter Fanfic)

Allergic

Kennedy
"The medicine, it seems to contain something you're allergic to. This limits your chance of living," the nurse tells me.

I sigh, at this point I am prepared to die. Not that I want to, of course. I want to live a little longer, get married, have kids, watch Max graduate.

"Is it one hundred percent true?" I ask, concerned.

"I'm afraid so," the doctor says, not caring.

"Okay," I say, looking at my hands.

"About five days," the doctor says, estimating.

I nod sadly.

"We will let everyone in your emergency contacts know-" he says but I cut him off.

"No."

"It's my problem, I should be the one to tell them," I correct him. He nods.

"Fair enough, I'll leave you to it," he says, exiting the room.

I pick up my phone, calling my mother. After a few rings, she answers.

"Mum?" I say, before bursting into tears.

"Honey what is it?" she asks, concerned.

"I'm going to die," I let out a sob. It isn't the fact that I am going to die that I am crying. It's the fact that I haven't seen my family for over a month.

"Baby, what do you mean?" she asks, starting to cry.

"The medicine, s-something in it, I'm allergic to it," I say, quietly.

"Why is it such a late notice?" she asks, sniffling.

"I didn't. I- I don't know," I lie, pushing more hair behind my ear.

"My baby girl," she sighs, making a few more warm drops leave my eyes.

"I love you," I tell her, while trying to stop crying.

"I love you too sweetheart," she replies, quietly.

There's a little silence, with each of us not knowing what to say.

"When did they say you're due to pass away?" she asks.

"Around five days," I answer, taking a deep breath out.

"Oh dear," she cries.

"I'm really sorry mum," I say, trying not to cry.

"Honey it's not your fault," she tells me. I nod, wiping away a tear from under my eye.

There's a knock at the door, which causes me to jump.

"I need to go mum, I'll talk to you soon," I say, standing up.

"Okay sweetie," she replies.

We both say I love you's before I hang up. I quickly look in the mirror. It isn't that obvious I was crying.

I walk over to the door, opening it. Aaron stands there, holding a teddy bear and chocolate roses.

"Oh my- Aaron!" I smile, hugging him.

"I thought you might like these," he says, wrapping an arm around me. He uses his free hand to show me the items.

"They're adorable," I smile, "thank you."

"No problem," he says, kissing my forehead. He hands them to me, I gladly take them.

"Wait," I pause him, running to get my phone.