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The hospital room was cold. the only noises being the occasional beep from the heart rate monitor, or the propellers spinning on the ceiling fan.
Cole looked lifeless. His bed in the centre of the hospital room. Cole wasn't moving at all, besides the occasional coughing fit. He had a breathing tube shoved down his throat. It was getting worse by the hour, each cough was filled with more flowers, more blood.
The sight of Cole like this, hurt more than anything. “I did this.” Kai cried as he leaned over Cole’s near lifeless body.
“Why did you have to be, so- selfish? You should have told someone, Cole. Or at least have told me.”
Kai could have blamed Cole until he was blue in the face, but the signs were always there.
The weird petals found around the Monastery.
Spots of blood everywhere.
The bottles of painkillers in Cole's room.
The dried blood on his, gi.
The smell.
Why was Kai so… blind. If he had just noticed the signs sooner, Cole wouldn't be here, he would be perfectly fine and healthy. Kai knew better than anyone what the symptoms looked like.
“She said yes.” Kai couldn't see, each blink made the blurry vision worse. “Skylor's.. going to be.. my yang.” Kai struggled to talk, nearly every word was interrupted by sobs and gasps for air. He couldn't focus with his restricted vision, the feeling of warm watery streaks going down his cheeks, he hated it. “I really.. love her. She's the one.”
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“Your surgery is tomorrow, Cole. Are you excited? I know you said you didn’t want it, but this is more the best. I can't let you die like this. You deserve.. better. So, so much better.”
Kai raised his hand, placing it on Cole's forehead. He was cold, his skin was cold. Pale too. If there wasn't that heart rate monitor plugged into him, there would be no way to tell him apart from a corpse.
“I guess we're both selfish.”
“Cole, I wish, it were possible for me to love you back. I don't think I'll ever be able to forgive myself for letting you end up like this.”
“It looks like we're going to have matching scars now...”
“Please, just, hang on until tomorrow. Please, Cole.”
"I'm so sorry.'