Always....And Forever: Doesnt Really Matter Sequel

Love Hurts

Michael came over a couple days later. He looked so pale and out of it and seeing him like that made me want to cry. "Hi babe" he said with a smile on his face. Gosh he was so sweet. He couldnt be sick.

"Mi....Michael...why?" I said teary eyed. We sat down and he held me. "Im going to be fine. The doctor said I was going to live a very long time."

"Michael dont lie to me! The one person I love is being stripped from my own hands! I cant do this!" I said getting up and going to the kitchen. He slowly followed me and grabbed me from behind.

"Shhh...you know I love you and everything is going to be OK." he said in my ear. I turned around to face him. "Michael Im scared. Im terrified." He looked into my eyes and smiled.

"Dont be scared babe. We have such a beautiful life ahead of us. We're gonna get married and have kids together. And Im gonna beat this thing." he said smiling. Oh how I admired him so. He was brave and despite the fact that he had an illness that had no predictions he still managed to have hope.

"I love you." I said smiling and crying at the same time.

"I love you most." he said kissing me. We began talking about his birthday and I told him that I wasn't going to tell him my plans. "But I want to know what you're going to do babe!" he said excitedly.

"Baby Im not telling you." I said laughing. We both watched TV and suddenly he fell asleep. I grabbed his phone and laughed because he talked about how he didnt want it but his mom bought it for him anyways. I unlocked it and saw a picture of us at the beach. He was holding me almost high in the air and we were both smiling bright.

I loved this boy. It hit me that I really did love him and that I was terrified of what might happen to him. I wished I could take the pain away. I rubbed his back and he let out a cough. I decided to make him some chicken noodle soup so he could try and surpress his cough.

When I was done I walked back into my bedroom only to see him huddling over my trashcan, vomiting into it furiously. I ran to him and rubbed his back while he moaned in agony.

Then he let out a bizarre laugh. "Gosh....puking gets me every time." I didnt say anything and looked over at the soup I made.

"I made you some soup." I said pointing to it. I propped him up in the bed nicely and helped him eat. "This is delicious babe." he said kissing me on my cheek.

"Anything for you my love"

TO BE CONTINUED