It's Kind of a Coincidence

Bella had a kidney transplant when she was sixteen years old. Two years later, she is able to meet her donor, even if she doesn't really want to. Her donor is Tregory Jones. What Bella wasn't counting on was for him to be a beautiful, just out of his teens, boy with the personality of a god.


27. The half goodbyes.

I hate the hospital. It never used to bother me, but now we're going in here for a reason and I'm aware of everything. I realise that if I ever see a blue upholstered chair or a water tank machine again, I will break down crying because that's what I saw when we were on our way to take Trey's life away.

For a moment, I have a bit of an out of body experience. I become one of the many people in the A&E seats; the people who will get fixed and go home. I see all of us walking through and it's a sorry sight to be honest. There's Jess who just looks so fragile with her hair a mess and no makeup on. There's my mom who is beside Jess holding her hand. There is Dave who is just staring into space, in a world of his own. Then there's me and Trey, walking behind them all. We're not even just hand in hand, his arm is around my waist and he holds me close to him as we walk, kissing my forehead every now and again. He looks worried and I look broken.

Then I'm back in my own body and we walk to the doctor. We all sign some forms and just talk for a while. I sit with Jess and my mom so Trey can have some time with his dad. I watch them with a small smile on my face. They fit each other so well. It's like Trey's a little boy again. I think they are talking about old times as they occasionally chuckle, though immediately afterwards there is a flash of worry and sadness because they've had all their memories now.

When it's time for Trey to go into the operation, he says goodbye to Dave, then my mom and Jess, then me. He'll live for a couple of days after, but this is the start of it all. There's no going back after this.

He gets to me, gives me a weak smile and takes my hand, leading me around the corner so we can be alone.

"This is hard." he sighs, taking my other hand. "This is so so hard."

I cry again. I cry so much recently, but I can't even begin to stop myself. "I know."

"We both know there's only a couple of days left." he says. His face is close to mine and I can see the smallest amount of green in his eyes. "And I want to spend them with you. We're going to be kept in the hospital, but I want you to be there for every second of them, okay?"

I nod, wiping my eyes. "It sounds pretty good."

He half chuckles half sobs and pulls me into a hug, holding me tight and breathing deeply. He smells like he always does and I hate that I won't get this one day.  "I love you so much." he whispers into my hair.

"I love you too." I whisper back.

He kisses me and I hate the fact that it is one kiss closer to the last one.

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