Chapter 6

Here we were. Pretending to be fine. But silently counting down the days to her death. Two weeks have passed. Any day now death would take her. She looked so weak. Hair thinning, pale skin and her skin clinging around her bones and frame.

We were watching her favourite telenovuela. Jane the Virgin. I turned to her and smiled. Even now, she looked so sweet and beautiful.

Her eyes sparkled with tears of laughter and her smile was brighter than ever as her gaze fell on the TV.

I sighed happily and closed my eyes as I drifted off into sleep.

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"Mary? Babe?" I woke up to see Jay hovering above me. The whole room was dark except for a small beam of moonlight trickling in from the window.

"What's wrong?" I said softly, still half asleep. "Oh nothing. I just want you to give me a kiss. The best you'll ever give me." I smiled and sat up.

I put my hand around her neck softly and kissed her softly. Even after all this time that we've been together I still got that same feeling of butterflies each time we kissed.

Our lips moved together gently and I pulled away. She giggled and curled up in my arms. I held her tightly and drifted off to sleep on the couch, holding her tightly.

Once again I was woken up. Not by Jay, but by a blinding light in my face. Ugh. I squinted and turned my head away. I held Jay closer.

I looked down at her. Sleeping peacefully with a small hint of a smile on her lips which where chapped and faded. My beautiful girl. She was incredibly cold. My heart dropped and I got up.

I laid her down gently and walked to our room. I grabbed a blanket off of the bed and covered her. It's okay. She's always had bad circulation. She's just cold. I sat beside her and stroked her cheek softly. I laid my head on her chest.

I loved the sound of her heart beat. I listened for a few seconds, but couldn't hear it. My chest seized up, and i felt the blood leave my face . "Jay? Jay? Jay wake up!" She didn't respond. She just laid there, motionless.

My voice started to quake and I shook her again. "J-Jay PLEASE!!" tears rolled down my cheeks. This was it she was gone.

My chest heaved out painful, sharp sobs and I shook my head. I pulled her onto my lap and squeezed her tightly. "No no no. No Jay.. no!"

I rocked back and forth with her. She died in my arms. I'd never hear her voice again, see her smile, hear her tell me she loves me.

We were never going to dance together in the lounge in our pyjamas. We were never going to watch TV shows together or sing along to our favourite songs anymore.

I reached into my pocket with shaky hands and dialled 911. As it rang, I kissed her head softly. "I love you my baby." I said quietly. The 911 operator picked up.

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Mr Lukas, Jasmine's father, and I sat together on the couch in Jay's house. I laid in his arms as we both cried. He was always like a dad to me. He was the closest thing I ever had to a parent.

"Our girl is gone." He said shakily. I nodded and squeezed my eyes shut. How could we go on without her?