Prologue.
"Tell me. Come on, speak." i huffed in annoyance and anger.
"Raina, I..." he started but then he stopped abruptly. Couldn't he just spill it out?
"You what? You owe me an apology." that i was very sure of.
"No. I don't think i owe you anything." his face cracked into an apologetic grin.
"Why are you being so rude? I think you owe me much more than that. You've never talked to me like that." my eyes were filled with tears by now, the moment his eyes flicked to mine, he face soften, "Raina. I'm sorry. I can't explain this to you. I don't know how to." he acknowledged.
"You can't explain? Are you kidding me? You're sorry? Oh, I AM SORRY but i think i deserve more than a sorry. You can't explain you say and you didn't even try. You need to tell me why you've been shutting me off for all these days!" i scream at him. I was sure the people down could hear my shouts by now. It was unlike me to raise my voice at him but this time he went too far. He went for a month straight ignoring my texts and calls. The worst part was that we were absolutely fine. I didn't do anything wrong. Neither did he, well except for the part that he had been ignoring me. I was standing in front of him with my arms crossed across my chest. I was fuming with anger.
I am his girlfriend. He is supposed to call or text. He can't just ignore me like his. Even for Valentine's he didn't text me back. Not even a wish or a simple hi.
"Please babe, calm down." he whispered looking me into the eyes for the first time since he entered my room today. Why was he acting weird? What's up with him?
"Calm down? You seriously want me to calm the hell down? Do you know how foolish i looked all those times i went to your place during the past month with your mom telling me that you're not home? You don't Aryan! Sometimes she was telling the truth and sometimes she was clearly lying. I knew you were at home cause whenever you're home, you would always close your bedroom's windows cause you hate the noises that the passing car made. Even for Valentine's or any other day i texted you, you didn't even bother to reply you. I kept waiting for Valentines that you'd come and give me a kiss and a hug, i didn't need gifts, chocolate or flowers. I needed you. Rejection, that's what i got. You rejected me for Valentine's and a month straight after. It hurt like mad. I wish you never know pain like that. It killed me to know that we are just a wall apart and you were not even talking to me. And boom, now you're just back again, standing infront of me in my room after one whole month! Tell me what did i do wrong? We were completely fine. Is there someone else? Did you find anyone else? If you don't want to be with me anymore just tell me it." Even though i said that last part, every ounce of me wanted him to tell me that i am wrong and that he wants to be with me more than anything. I fought back my tears and tried to look anywhere but him.
[If you're wondering yes, we are neighbours. We live really near to each other. Our houses stand next to each other. There is a wall surrounding his house and that's the wall (i mean except for the wall in his and my room,) which separates us. My room is just infront of each other. (Yeah i just wrote shit nvm)]
His eyes bored into mine, as if looking for a kind of comfort. What was happening to him? On one hand i wanted to hug the hell out of him and on the other hand i wanted to keep on yelling at him. Deciding to not do any of them, i just waited for him to speak.
"I want to break up with you." he said looking at the ground while scratching behind his right ear.
I was indeed shocked by the directness of his reply. "You're lying." i just knew it. He was definitely lying. All the signs proved it.
"I am not." he said looking everywhere but me while he put his left hand in his pocket so that he could hide his trembling hand from me.
"When you lie, you don't look at me. When you lie you nervously tap your foot on the ground and you put your left hand in your pocket because it shakes. And also you do that thing with your ear, you scratch behind it. Most of all you avoid eye contact with me. So tell me what happened? What is the problem? Please don't try to lie now." i cupped his cheeks pulling him towards me. The moment his gaze met mine, i forgot everything. All the anger, pain, shouting and lying vanished. "Aryan, baby please talk to me my love." i whispered still locking eyes with him. His eyes are the most beautiful thing I've ever seen during all my whole existence.
I watched as his eyes teared up and a tear escaped his eyes. He pulled away from me very quickly, turning his back to me and wiped his tears. He wasn't fine. He was crying. He needed me.
I hugged him from behind tightly and inhaled his scent.
"Hey, it's okay. Tell me what happened? What's wrong? Is it your parents?" i asking him once more before silence filled the whole room for a minute.
I felt his chest rise up as he took a deep breath before saying the next killing words, "I am dying Raina."
I pulled back loss at words and watched him as he turned to look at me. This couldn't be true. I was so confused. I shook my head slightly in disbelief. The sight of him was so shocking. He wasn't crying but his eyes held an unknown look. Even i couldn't distinguish what it was. It was indecipherable, a mixture of emotions. Sadness, anxiety, helplessness, his undying love for me and the sincerity that his beautiful eyes held.
Feeling my eyes tear up again, i gulped and just managed somehow to bring myself to say "Are you kidding? Tell me this is a joke, please."
It was not my voice that spoke anymore. It was that of a girl who was begging to love of her life to tell her he was joking. That girl knew that he was saying the truth and that he wasn't kidding. The sincerity in his voice said it all. She just couldn't bring her heart or mind to believe him. She couldn't lose his boyfriend. They've been together for 1 year now. That girl felt her eyes betraying her as her tears spilled down her cheeks. That girl was me.
He gave me a big hug, and i wrapped my arms around him tightly. I held him tightly against me, I could hear his heart beating very fast. We stood like that for a moment, then he detached our bodies. I already missed his warmth.
He pulled me by my hand towards my bed and me sat on it. I moved my ass to give him some place. He then sat next to me. I couldn't look at him. Neither could i speak. He had to be joking.
If this was a joke and there was a hidden camera somewhere or he was pranking me, i would fucking kill him. I meant it. This was not a way to joke.
Fighting against my tears again, i fidgeted with the ring on my finger, the promise ring that Aryan gave to me. Putting his hands over mine, he held my hands and said, "Last month, in March i was in my room, helping my mom to change my curtains. I was standing on the stool when suddenly a darkness overtook me. The next thing i knew, i woke up in the hospital with my mom crying next to me and my dad was looking at me in such a way as if he was going to lose me anytime now."
Flashbacks- One month ago.
Aryan's point of view.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
I slowly opened my eyes, blurry at first the image infront of me slowly became clearer. I saw my mom crying while my dad looked me with such intense and emotional eyes. I was in a hospital room.
"W-what happened mom?" I asked anxiously as i tried to sit up, my head hurt like hell.
"Shh, baby take rest. You just lost conscious. You'll be fine." she said while she prevented me to sit up. She didn't sound convincing at all. "Just lie down."
"Why did i faint mom? I never faint." i asked her with a serious face.
"Rufus, honey. Please tell him. I won't be able to," my mom's voice broke and she was in tears.
Fuck. Something was wrong and fishy. I knew it.
"Stella," my dad consoled her while he placed his hand around her.
"Son, this will be really hard for you but you have to overcome it," my dad sighed before continuing, "You have been diagnosed with brain tumour."
"What?" came out my voice as a shout.
I have cancer.
"We'll proceed with the procedures to get you better. You're on stage two and the doctors say we have to get you treated before it's too late."
It all made sense! All those nauseous feeling, all those times i vomited like a mad. I had cancer. What was i going to tell Raina?
Present Day.
Raina's point of view.
"I have cancer, Raina."
"No no no, that's a joke right?" Every part of me was hoping that he would laugh and said that he was pranking me.
"Tell me that this is a fucking joke!" i shook him harshly.
"It's not, Raina. I am serious." he whispered, "Please try and understand, I have cancer baby, i am dying. Little by little, day by day. One day i will be completely gone."
Shutting him up by kissing him hard and rough, i pulled back as i looked him into the eyes. "Don't say that please, i beg you." i mumbled.
He grabbed my hands and whispered, "But I'm just saying the truth."
"There must be a way out." i declared not giving up.
"There is, but i..." he stopped for a moment.
"But what? Continue." i said waiting for his answer.
"I need to meet my doctors to know how to proceed. Once i know more, you'll be the first one to know. I promise." he lied.
"Tell me but what? Aryan,we've been together for a year now. It's high you be clear on honest on everything with me."
"They say I'm on stage two and that the tumour is spreading fast. The doctors say that i cannot be treated here and i have to go to America or so. It's going to take around a year and a half. That's a long of time. They say," he took a sharp breathe, "They say the operation might not be successful. I may live after the operation and I may die also."
"I don't care how much time. I just need you to get better. I can't see you like this. And nothing will happen to you. The operation will be successful. You'll be back for me." i whispered crying into his chest.
He held me there for a second and began talking, "The previous month was spent mainly running to the clinic and doctors. I mainly spent all night thinking of how would i face you? What would i tell you? Knowing that i may not be here tomorrow. It kills me to know i may be gone one day. I am not afraid of dying. I'm afraid of losing you Raina Rich. I can't even think about it. I don't know what I'd become without you. You're my whole life, my whole universe. I wanted to do so much for us, i had so much planned for us. Now with this cancer i don't see any of my dreams realising." he whimpered while pressing a kiss on my forehead.
I pulled my head away from his chest and stared into his eyes and kiss him slowly.
"I can never stop kissing you," i chuckled out, "All your dreams will be realised. You'll get better. I know it. I believe in it. You have to come back to me anyways. I love you and i will always be with you, no matter what. I promise you, i am ready to wait for a lifetime for you. You have no idea how much i love you. I don't know if it's possible but i feel like my love for you keeps increasing day by day. You're my bestfriend, my other half, my partner and you're the one with whom i want to spend my whole life. I love you baby." i whispered to him while kissing his forehead my turn. Forehead kisses were always our thing.
"I need to go back home, we have an appointment at the doctor."
"I am mad at you, you know?"
"Why?" asked Aryan his eyes wide with shock.
"Because all these time you never said a word. You needed me and you didn't even tell me anything. You know you can trust me and count me right? So tell me why you really didn't tell me about this?"
"I was scared. Scared that you'd leave me after you knew i had cancer. I was terrified of thinking what if you didn't want to stay by my side and fight this cancer along with me." he said slowly, his voice cracking.
"Let me tell you. You're wrong. I'd stay by your side no matter what. Te amo, Aryan. Tú lo sabes. Nunca te dejaré. Te prometo mi amor."
[I love you Aryan. You know that. I will never ever leave you. I promise my love.]
"Oh, Dios mío. Esto es tan caliente," he whispered while pulling me closer to him, "It's so hot to hear those Spanish words coming out of your mouth. You learnt a bit Spanish now i see." he smirked.
[Oh my god. This is so hot.]
"Don't make fun of me but sí."
My lips found its way to his and we kissed passionately until his phone broke our moment.
"Hello," he said, "Yeah I'm on the way."
"I gotta go babe, Dad's waiting for me." he kissed me before making his way out and i followed him to the door, "Take care and let me know what the doctors said."
"Yes, i will." he promised before heading out.
(Sorry for grammatical mistakes)
