Trey's in the hospital? Trey's in the hospital. That means something's gone wrong. 6 months pregnant with the love of my life's child, my love who has stomach cancer and is dying.
I got to the hospital as fast as I could and found Trey's mom. "Oh Olivia hunny, I'm so glad you're here." She said with tears, "I wouldn't ever not be there in Trey's time of need." I replied. "Did the doctor say anything yet?" Trey's mom said with tears streaming down her face, "No. Not yet. He hasn't come out yet." She kept rambling on, "Oh it all started because of me! All of this is my fault, his cancer and his dying." I just stood there, not knowing exactly how or what to say to her, how could something so horrible be her fault? Whatever, it doesn't matter. You can't turn back time, only if you could things just might be different. "No, don't you dare even say that, Trey's cancer is not your fault, sometimes this stuff just happens for no reason." I walked a few steps and hugged her, we both started to cry together.
We sat in the waiting room for 3 or maybe 4 hours, time is hard to tell when it goes by slow. "Olivia hunny, why don't you go home and get some rest, you're getting a little tired looking." I was tired but, I can't go, Trey needs my support I need to see him. "No, I want to stay." Trey's mom looked at me with concern in her eyes, but she just nodded and said, "Okay, if that's what you want."
And the night dragged on, falling asleep in those chairs was absolutely horrid. I woke up to someone poking me, "Olivia, Trey's awake you may see him." I got up slowly, and walked to his room slowly bracing myself for how terrible he might look. And there he was, laying in the hospital bed, eyes half opened with machines and tubes all around him. All I did was smile because as terrible as he looked right now, he was still my Trey, and he's still as wonderful as he was and he'll always be.
I sat next to his bed, just holding his hand. "Why are you still here?" He asked. I looked at him questioning, doesn't he understand? "Don't you understand Trey?" I asked. He looked at me as if he didn't. "No I don't." He said. I teared up, "Trey, I love you so much it hurts to see you like this, I want us to be a family." I told him, and he just looked at me with a straight face. "Olivia, I love you too, but you can't be spending the rest of my life here in the hospital with me. It'll kill you too! I can't have you in anymore pain." He turned his head in the opposite direction of me. "Trey, you don't understand what you're saying, and i'll see you tomorrow." I got up and walked out of the hospital. Noticing a familiar persons standing 10ft in front of me. I walked up to them, and they turned around and grinned.