Previously on twenty four
Alyssa was quiet for a while before she lifted her head and looked at me directly in the eyes the asked me a question I always wanted to hear before I discovered I had tumor.
"Is this about the fact that I never saw you as anything more than a friend, your letter made that clear. I am the person the character in the letter was talking about right? She asks looking at me straight in the eyes, my heart leaped out of my chest...
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Micah pov.
My heart leaped out of my chest as blood rushed into my ears as all I could hear was a piercing whistle like sound. No, this is not the time for her to figure it out, she is not supposed to know, and I cannot drag her down to my world of hospitals and sickness. She is better off without me. I said to myself, I try to convince myself but my heart ref
Alyssa povMy heart is breaking. No, it has broken. I was not dating this guy but he still broke my heart. What an irony. I always thought that the person who could not break my heart in this earth was Micah but still he did, I unknowingly gave him my heart and he just broke it, although I don't think that he knows that he broke my heart, the Micah I know would do everything possible to make sure that I am happy but then again this Micah is different from my Micah. I don't have to be a genius to know that something big is happening with Micah and he is keeping it from me on purpose, it is no longer funny or enjoyable. I thought I was giving Micah the space he wanted but it seems like I should not have done it. He must see it in a way that makes me the guilty party like he needed me and I was too busy playing hooky with Jake to pay him any attention. What he does not know is that he wanted me away from him, I
Micah povAll I ever wanted was right in front of me but I couldn't do anything other than let it go. Am I cursed to never have my own happy ending? No I cannot start thinking like that yet. I hope Alyssa will forgive me when I am through with chemo, she can't forget all our years of friendship like that. * The same friendship you just spat on and walked all over. * My mind brought up. Oh God, I started chanting in my head, * it is for her good* because that is the only thing that is preventing me from picking up the phone to call her, apologize and set things straight. Or better yet, go to her house and confess my undying love for her, face to face then kiss her. I wish it was possible but it is not. At least not yet. Micah, what is wrong. My mother asks as she came into my room and dropped the laundry basket down then starte
Alyssa pov. The exam period has been hard on me. Not only was I without my boyfriend. (I certainly broke up with Jake when I realized my feelings for Micah.)I was without my best friend too and that made me cranky as hell but right now. I'm feeling refreshed. There is only one thing to do today since I finished my finals yesterday. March to Micah and demand he tell me what is happening. I went downstairs already dressed when I saw my father pacing around the room like he has something huge going on in his mind. Dad, what is wrong. I asked him softly. Your mother is coming back today. He mumbled. After three months. She remembers where we stay and the way to get here, I am surprised, and I am surprised she even remembers who we are. I said heatedly but when my father only sighed but continued pacing. That is not what is
Alyssa pov.My nerves was all jumbled together on my way here, even as I stand outside Micah home, on the sidewalk I still didn't understand what I was feeling. I was not comfortable in my own skin. It felt like there was an itch inside my skin and that I can't reach it, I have a nagging thought that something important was happening today but I didn't know what. It was getting hard in just ignoring what I am feeling. I wish I could ignore it but I can't. I took in a deep breath and released it, repeated the exercise a few more times before I decided I was ready to go face Micah. He might have hurt my feelings but I refuse to let my mind dwell on that. I will not allow my attitude to get the best of me. I will be there for him because I know that he will be there for me too. As I turned to move towards the door, that was how the doo
Alyssa povArriving in the hospital, I followed behind Micah mother who moved with a purpose as if she knows where she is heading, when she stopped and greeted receptionist as if they were friends and added my name to the list of visitors allowed to see Micah, I changed my thoughts.She does know where she is going, just a few weeks without Micah being by my side, I have forgotten how Micah always behaved. This is Micah, most people are control freak or neat freak and although Micah is heading closed to being a neat freak, and he really isn't one. What Micah is, is a planning freak, the guy plans for every possible outcome and how to deal with which ever one happens to be a reality.That is Micah, and drives me crazy because sometimes, it is like he sees the future and it vexes me that he knows what I will do before it happens and sometimes he repeat the same words as I do when ranting ev
Alyssa pov... After controlling myself, I walked down to where the rest family is and sat down with them while we wait for Micah to come out, even if not better, he would get there someday. I have to keep reminding myself that Micah has 90% chance of survival that he will not be among the other 10%. He couldn't be, if he dares it, I would go into the afterlife after him so that I can drag him out then beat him within an inch of his life before forcing him back in his body. That made completely no sense but that is what I will try to do. That reminded me. I need to let my father know what is going on.I got up and went to the hospital cafeteria where I ordered food and drinks for the Vegas, knowing them, they will probably stay in the position they are in until Micah leaves surgery and is out of danger and giving them grief about how they don't take care of their selves. I know all this becau
Alyssa pov. I don't know how long I stayed there waiting for any news concerning Micah, but I do know that the seconds blend into minutes which in turn blended into hours, when the door open. I didn't know how long I had remained in that position but I know it was long to have my bones screaming at the sudden movement. Still I jumped up and ran to the doctor who started giving the news about Micah.How is he? Micah mother asked fearfully. He survived, he is in recovery right now, and we have removed as much tumor as we can without it affecting any of his mental capabilities. He is stable but resting now. Although he will have to go for chemo still. The doctor said but I could tell that Micah mother stopped listening after the doctor said that Micah was okay. Can we see him? I asked, it is not as if I didn't believe the doctor, of course I do but I want to confi
Micah pov.I woke up feeling groggy and disoriented but then again I just woke up after a surgery. I wonder what they did and if I am okay, since I am alive and they didn't mistakenly do something to kill me, I will assume that I am okay for now. I think that I can relax, I want to rest some more....**** Hearing voices woke me up and brought my attention to the fact that there are voices inside the room with me. Well technically that means that people are with me but I wouldn't know if they were quiet. I let out a groan before I mumbledCan you please reduce the noise, it is too loud.Of course the voices clearly belonging to humans increased as they rushed towards me and started asking about me.... Why can't they just do as they are told? So tired, need rest....