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.


28. The post operation.

I remember when I had my first kidney transplant, I was really nervous, but this time, I'm barely thinking of a thing. I'm just numb until I wake up and see Trey in the bed beside me. I feel so sad all of a sudden. We were never the sick kids. We were never the lucky ones because we were never the unlucky ones. But here we are, two teenagers, just being in love like teenagers do but we're both in hospital beds.

He smiles, weakly at me and it's then I decide that I may be sad but that Trey and I just have to hold onto him and he has to hold onto me and maybe we'll be as okay as we can be.

"Hey." I smile weakly back at him. "How are you?"

"I'd be better if you came here." he grins and I can slowly see his occasional cheekiness returning.

I laugh and go and climb into bed beside him. Chuckling, he pulls the covers around us and holds me tight. I hold him back as if it will stop him leaving. We're both sad but like I said, we're sort of pulling at each other's gravity making it kind of alright. As okay as it can be.

"I've seen my dad all night while you were sleeping. This time is ours, okay?" he whispers.

"It's the only thing that is ours, isn't it?" I sigh. "We're meant to be classed as adults, but we have nothing to ourselves apart from each other and we don't even have that anymore."

He kisses my forehead. "It was always too good to be true."

"I wish good things could really be true for once."

He chuckles. "You're a smart kid."

"I'm two years younger than you."

"I know, it's just cute when you get all mad if I call you a kid."

I laugh and he holds me closer and for a while, we're not sickish kids in hospital beds, we feel like we're back in his room in his dad's house, messing around like normal teenagers do. Like the lucky ones do.

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