Reason (Part 6)

Travis' P.O.V

"Abuelo?" I called as I entered his room. I was about to give him medicine and vitamins.

"Who are you?" I was stunned for a moment.

"Why are you in my house? Where's Travis?" There was something that hurt in my heart when I heard what he said.

He's starting to forget me.

I sighed before giving him a smile. "Abuelo, I'm Travis."

"Huh?" He looked confused. "He already left." He added.

"I still haven't left, Abuelo." I side-hugged him and gave him a smile.

"Take your meds and vitamins, I'll leave them here," I told him and put the tray on the side of his bed.

He just shrugged and drank all of them. I just watched him. I can't help but feel sad.

I went to him and hugged him again. "Goodbye, Abuelo. I'll go to school now." I was about to let go of him but I felt his skin. He has a fever.

I put my palms on his forehead, confirming it. I was right. He has a fever. I'm sure it's because of his UTI.

"Abuelo,"

"Yes?"