All Chapters of Helplessly inlove with my best friend: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Weeks had passed since that night, and life at school resumed its usual rhythm.Myles and I, never broached the subject again, though I hoped he would initiate the conversation. But as time went on, it remained untouched and our interactions became infrequent.Despite my lingering feelings, I found solace in the companionship of Darius, who kept me occupied. Our study sessions were frequent, though at times, he would want to end it with an intimate mood or conversation, still his presence at my place filled the gaps, leaving little room to cross paths with Myles, despite our close proximity.While ensuring Darius was taken cared of, I didn't neglect my duties towards Myles, I cooked for him daily, as I would not want him eating anything that would hurt him.However, as I sat alone in my room, Darius barged In, looking tense. His intrusion surprised me, considering we had just seen eachother a few hours prior.Seating himself nearby, he abruptly changed the TV channel to sport, without

His mother came out, and was pretending to be brave. I could tell, that she had been crying, who would hear such a thing and not cry, she saw tears In my eyes and started blinking her eyes in a bit to send back her own tears, that had started forming bubbles around her eyes, but off course, when the heart is too heavy with heart ache, whatever type, it may not be able to hold itself back, it will pour it all out, through that little passage, which happens to be the eyes.A tear found it way down her cheek and she immediately wiped it, then she reached out to her handbag, and brought out her eyeglass, which she immediately put on. She went to a corner to explain to my mother what it is that was said, hoping that I wouldn't hear. I was a bit far from where they both stood, but I heard my mother say."Kiara should not know this. His mother was quiet, but my mother wasn't, her worry was on me, finding out. She won't be able to handle it". She added. That was true, I don't know how to h

By the time I got back inside the room, Myles was surrounded, there were so many persons there at the same time, that I started to wonder just how long I stayed out, for me to have missed something. The nurses were there with different first aid tools, Darius and Ariana were also there, looking like the world has turned in on them. I pushed my way through the crowd, and found out that he was been resuscitated, with the doctor, pressing hard on his chest."What happened? I asked his mother who was there, crying. This time, she was not trying to be all tush, she was scared, she was worried, just like every other person.I started panting, I became really worried. My friend was dying and there is nothing I could do about it.Finally he was stabilized, and the doctor left him, with the nurses that surrounds him, they also started leaving him one after the other. Soon it was just me, his mother and Ariana, that were around crying.I didn't want to cry. I have had enough negative imaginati

I was having difficulty thinking of any other thing. I was contemplating if I should continue with what I planned on doing. I kept having the feeling of pulling away, after all, the doctor had said that I can decide to back out if I wanted to, and if I had thought of it and didn't think I could go ahead with it, all I needed to do was to tell him that I had thought it through and that it wouldn't work.But then, if I back out, what becomes the fate of Myles. Already I feel so sad that he is sick and he cannot move about as he used to. The charm I used to know of him, was gone, he was looking like someone who had lost the spark of life, and the only way I believe I can bring back the spark, is to do what I feel is best for him.After thinking so much about it, I gradually gave in to sleep. I opened my eyes almost immediately only to find myself in a room filled with nurses, who were smiling at me."What am I doing here? I asked and instead of answering me, they just kept smiling, I

"Hello dear". I heard his happy voice, he sounded as though he could already tell that I am a match, even when I had not been tested. He had only told me to go and think about it, which is what I have done, and is about to give him a response.So have you thought it through? He asked, when he didn't hear me say anything after the exchange of pleasantries."Yes I have". I answered and paused, contemplating if I should go ahead, or I should just tell him that I cannot, but then, I shook my head at my own disturbing thought. I still have to get tested, if I am not a match, then, there is no point going ahead with it."I am ready to get tested, but just like I was saying yesterday, I will like this to remain a secret. I am an adult, I can make my own decisions". I told him."I know dear, but I will like you to know that keeping such a significant decision hidden can be challenging, but you are now my patient and keeping the secret of our patients, secret, is one of the oath we had to ta