The Last Dance

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  • Published: 9 Feb 2014
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Every girl wants love, but Madilyn doesn't. Her hope for anything went away when she was diagnosed with ependymoma, a brain cancer. Only when she met Cayleb, she changed her mind. He made her feel different. Only Cayleb has a secret of his own, and refuses to tell Madilyn. He fears that she will give up if he knew his secret, but when time begins to run out for the both of them. They don't have anything else to do... but live life to the fullest.


8. ❤The Last Dance❤~ Chapter Seven

Cayleb's funeral came, and his mother asked me to give a speech. I agreed, and I spent 2 days staying up just to make it perfect. And when the time came, I hoped to change somebody, if not myself, then someone or something.

"Cayleb was my light to each day of my life. With out him I feel as if everything is dark. I still remember the first day we met in the hospital. And our first date, that was in the hospital. We had the weirdest relationship anyone could hear of." I gave a soft smile and closed my eyes. "I never got a chance to tell him good bye, because he didn't believe in death. He believed there would be a future for us." I looked back up and saw my mother sitting in the crowd. "You'd never believe how strong I got with Cayleb by my side, even though the Doctors told me I was becoming weaker. His love was probably the only thing to keep my heart beating."

I pushed my wheelchair behind me. "There's so many things Cayleb still doesn't know about me." I stood up, putting my hands on the podium infront of me, holding myself up. "Cayleb never told me how bad he really was, because he thought he was a distraction for me, and he was. He was a distraction from everything inside of me."

"Without him, I've got nobody that knows the pain I'm going through." My mother stood up then and walked over to me. She sat on the piano bench, and started the beginning of the song. I moved infront of Cayleb's casket, my hand brushing against it.

Once the song began, I began dancing. I thought of his face, and it made all the pain just go away. I wanted to do this for him. It was the one thing I was good at, and something I had done since I was little.

I danced across the front of the small stairs of the church, where everybody stayed watching me. I lost my balance a few times, not being able to control my body, but I always pulled it off. I pulled off every move, and thought of it as one minute closer to my death, which meant one minute closer to seeing Cayleb again.

I didn't know when death would come to me, but I didn't welcome it. Cayleb would want this for me.

Once I finished the dance, my mother came towards me and helped hold me up. My back hurt a lot, but everybody started clapping. I broke down in tears, missing the feeling of being on stage. Missing the feeling of having Cayleb next to me. He died in my hands, and his touch still lingered on. The sound of his voice, the smell of his breath, everything was still there. I would never want to forget it. I'd never want to forget anything.

Once the funeral ended, I was sent back to the hospital. Cayleb's parents came and visited me, and told me I knew Cayleb more than they did. They blamed themselves for being horrible parents, and it crushed me. Cayleb wasn't the type of guy to really judge anybody. He didn't care that I had no hair, or that I was super skinny. I never really heard him say one bad thing about somebody ever.

He wasn't the type to hate, which is something he had over me. He was a gift, that was gone and I could never get back. And I half the time I was pushing him away, scared to fall in love. I don't regret falling in love though, he changed me. And I will NEVER forget what it felt like to be in love or what it felt like to not be judged. He treated me for who I was like on the inside. And for that, he's a true human being.

This is why till this day, I wonder why good people get taken away from others...

I will never truly understand why so many bad things had to happen to a good person like Cayleb.

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