close ending

EVANGELINE.

Asher and I were on the same hospital chair, waiting for the results from the blood transfusion. Axel was still in, and waiting for him was the most tortuous thing I'd ever had to deal with.

We sat in silence. I was so overwhelmed with sadness, and it gnawed at my chest. Asher, being a person who always read the room, stuck with the silence. My legs wouldn't stop shaking, and I couldn't seem to stop shedding tears either.

My palms were pressed together in a prayer. I broke the silence by speaking first. "They said…it was on the football field…"

"Hm-hm," Asher nodded, his gaze was fixed in the empty space.

"He—" I took a pause to catch my breath. "He slipped and fell and—" hit his head. I was supposed to add that, but my mouth wouldn't make the words. I couldn't seem to believe that it was Marcus and he'd ever go through something this terrible.

"I…called him the night before," Asher said, "And…we had this…chess tournament after which he told me…"Do you think I should try