Chapter Thirty-five

(Dan’s Point of View)

“Haylee!” I screamed, seeing her fall to the ground. “Help! Help, she’s been hit by a car!” Thunder rolled in the distance. I heard her gasping for air.

“Haylee!” She was on her back now, her eyes clouded with pain. “You’re going to be okay. I’ll get you to a hospital.” I said, trying to pick her up.

She gasped, cringing. “Dan, stop.” She rasped. “It’s okay.” She tried to smile, despite her fight for air.

There was a moment of silence as she closed her eyes to try and calm down. It seemed like forever had passed before her eyes slowly opened to stare right into mine.

“You need to…” She struggled to talk. “Go and find… Someone else to… Make you happy, ‘kay?” She reached out and touched my cheek. I felt rain start to pour down, mixing with the tears streaming down my face.

“No, Haylee. I won’t…” I could barely talk. “You’re going to get through this, okay? I’ll make sure you do. No one can harm you when I’m around, remember?” We were both soaked, the downpour continuing.

“Dan.” Her voice sounded partially scornful. You’ll be okay. I leaned down to kiss her, but she barely had the strength to kiss me back.

“Don’t go all suicide on me, okay?” She grinned sadly.

“Haylee…” More tears streamed down my cheeks. I leaned in to kiss her again, but before I could, I saw her eyes glaze over, and her uneven breathing stopped with a shudder.

“Haylee.” I couldn’t say anything else. I was numb to the rain pattering on my back. Unconsciously, I picked her up, carrying her back to her covered porch, where I laid her down on the rug in the middle. I brushed her hair out of her eyes. Her eyes. Her eyes that saw nothing, her eyes that were looking straight ahead. Her beautiful, brown eyes that had always had a spark of life in them. Nothing ever dulled that. I leaned over her cold body, begging her to wake up. Hoping and praying that this was all just a bad dream. What would happen to our future? What about our kids? She left so many things. Her books, her house, her belongings, her writing, her future.

Me. She left me. She left Chris and Jackie and Kyle and her family. She couldn’t leave all that behind. I was all the sudden unsure of what to do, my world turned upside down. She was everything I had ever wanted in life.

And now she was gone.

The End

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